Within this period, there were three fierce battles in total.
The first battle was not won by Abbess Shuiyue.
In the second battle, Yi Chen didn't lose.
In the third battle, Shui Lingyue sought a truce, but he didn't agree.
An hour and a half later, Shui Lingyue obediently fixed Yi Chen's clothes for him.
"Husband, take care of yourself."
"Rest easy, Ling Yue, remember what I told you before," Yi Chen said, embracing Shui Lingyue's fair shoulders for one last farewell.
After stuffing Miao Zi into the beast pouch, he skimmed off toward the direction of the Blood Killing Tower's fortress until Jiangnan Circuit disappeared from his sight. Only then did he stop and cast a fleeting glance behind him before speeding away at an even faster pace.
The higher the level of the cultivator, the more they valued their intuition, a hard-earned spiritual sense developed over many years as a warning for the future.
Having reached Yi Chen's level, he naturally did the same.
