Xue Ying looked around him. The entire Xu Empire was disordered. The laws and the arrays of the empire might have diminished the aftereffects from the battle which happened in the sky, yet many cultivators had personally seen the 'undefeatable and peerless' Paragon Emperor Xu killed by a single sword-wielding black-robed teenager!
'The five of them are quite far from me.' Xue Ying used karma to locate them. The closest Paragon was more than 1.5 trillion kilometers away. With speed they were traveling at, none would be able to disturb him in this short period.
"Sou."
Xue Ying turned into a stream of light. He flew back to the Ancient Shrine and entered the inner hall.
Looking up at the highest spot where the stairs led to, the Black Gourd remained glowing crimson and emitted a wave that warped the surrounding space. The outer perimeter had white fog rolling about. Such power should have persisted for several epochs.
