But they dared not say much, after all... many Baiyu Capital Cultivators, up until now, had not even truly seen Sect Master Shen.
They were equally curious about what the other party was doing now.
Southern Hong, on a small island not far from Yunxiao Pavilion.
Yan Xianqing held the Array Plate with some helplessness. He had thought when Sect Master Shen used this item, it would certainly be extremely perilous, and he was even prepared to accompany Sect Master Shen in his downfall.
But he never expected it to be this dangerous.
The other party had actually instructed him to quietly investigate the direction and position where the demon soldiers and Demon Generals had left.
"Mission accomplished."
Yan Xianqing sighed and walked towards the ink-robed figure on the shore.
Under the caress of the sea breeze, Shen Yi stood with his hands hanging down, his hair gently swaying, his fair and handsome face still as calm as ever, but, compared to the last time they met, his eyes seemed a bit more stable.
If not for his young age, he really looked like the master of an Immortal Sect.
"Are there any omissions?" Shen Yi turned back and took the Jade Slip that was passed over.
"There are definitely omissions, after all my cultivation is lower than theirs... What exactly are you planning to do?" Yan Xianqing could not help but ask aloud.
The other party had managed without omissions, needing no appearance, and easily resolved the disaster of Yunxiao Pavilion.
But he had inexplicably rushed over after the event was over, plus this bizarre command.
Yan Xianqing’s heart suddenly trembled: "You’re not planning to take me into the water to teach them a lesson, are you?"
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Shen Yi shake his head, and immediately he breathed a sigh of relief... thankfully.
The next moment, the voice of the young man was already ringing in Elder Yan’s ears.
"..." Yan Xianqing stood stunned, reevaluating Shen Yi from head to toe.
Indeed, all that stability and calm were false, the Sect Master was still the ruthless character who had brought Elder Liu to the Yan Family, and mercilessly slain Ke Shisan at the slightest disagreement.
How could a cultivator possibly tolerate having provoked the Dragon Palace and still retreat in one piece?
But what Yan Xianqing couldn’t understand was that, although the aura on Sect Master Shen’s body had become much stronger, it clearly had not yet broken through to the Perfection Realm of Return to Void.
Even though the opponent was exceptionally talented and the Dao Palace was filled with Hongmeng Purple Qi, he was still no match for the Baiyu Capital demons.
It should be noted that the Jade Slip he was tasked to collect information on included those eight Great Demon Generals.
When he heard the Sect Master say this, Yan Xianqing was still hesitating whether it was a pretext, biting his lip prepared to show he wasn’t a coward, planning to follow, yet he saw that Shen Yi’s figure had already rapidly disappeared into the water.
"Really, you’re not taking me?"
He was completely stunned on the spot.
Was Sect Master Shen looking for a scene or seeking death?
At the same time, beneath the slightly muddy waves.
Shen Yi casually formed a spell.
[Nanyang Breath Concealment Technique (Rare): Perfection]
He had wasted the last over two thousand years of his lifespan on this cultivation technique, precisely for preparing for this moment.
Previously in the illusionary realm of the Law Storage Pavilion, his strength hadn’t changed too noticeably; it was only with the help of Sect Master Qin that he had crammed all the cultivation techniques of Nanyang Sect into his mind.
In other words, if Shen Yi could stand the isolation, he could now sit amidst the white mist and repeatedly mutter, "Xuan Qing, have you arrived?"
Whatever the other party wanted, Shen Yi could quickly pick it out.
Apart from cultivation techniques, it was a Treasure Bead used to contain the cultivation techniques.
Shen Yi closed his eyes, and in the sea of knowledge, that green bead floated in front of the Dao Palace, seeming mysterious not only in its storage effect.
But the specific effects remained unknown.
After all, that old man was really gone, and even the last ethereal form had dissipated into the intangible, leaving not even a last thought for Elder Xuan Qing.
"The thing I regret most in life, is taking this disciple."
"But it’s also the happiest thing in life, after all being a Sect Master is really boring."
Even having witnessed that night’s event.
Shen Yi still wasn’t quite clear what precisely had happened, he only knew that in the eyes of Sect Master Qin, a giant of the Union Dao Realm, he saw deep fear and sadness.
It seemed like things had not ended yet.
"Let’s just take it one step at a time."
Shen Yi looked down at the water below, he was truly much in need of lifespan years now.
And his greatest advantage now was his ability to appear anywhere utterly silently, carrying along four Great Demons of Baiyu Capital comparable to those who had opened two cities.
So let’s eat to our fill in one go before the Seven Sons Grand Assembly.