At the same time, Ye Xuan was seated cross-legged inside a stone house, his expression neither sad nor joyful, making it difficult for others to discern what he was thinking. Only the murder aura that surrounded him was gradually fading.
Although Ye Xuan was still recovering from serious injuries, he had restored his cultivation to the level of a Heavenly Immortal. Naturally, he saw this scene unfolding before his eyes.
"This young man is quite interesting!" Ye Xuan smiled lightly, his body gradually becoming ethereal until he disappeared from the stone house.
An hour passed.
When the young Li Jiangliu returned to his residence with a nervous heart, and upon finding that the stone house was empty, he was slightly startled before shaking his head and giving a wry smile. It seemed that True Monarch Ye Xuan knew that the Heavenly Court was searching for him and had left without saying goodbye.
