Huang Zhiye sat on the ground, holding his body up with his sword. He was soaked in the rain, his breathing gradually became rapid, and he looked down at the blood and water on the ground.

Xuelan clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, her body was shaking, and tears were flowing down her face.

Several seriously injured Emei elders were treated by the Rabbit Team and their lives were saved. They looked helplessly at their fellow disciples lying in a pool of blood, and tears began to well up in their eyes.

"well……"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Tu and Qi Ziyong sighed slightly.

If the scene in front of them happened in Qingcheng Mountain, they didn't know how they would feel about it at this moment, and they didn't want to know.

In the midst of crying, the old woman in white, holding a jade whisk in her hand, slowly walked towards Maeve in the rain, her steps staggering a little.

She came to Maeve, slowly raised her hand, and handed the black jade whisk to Maeve.

Maeve tried hard to suppress her sobs, looked down at the Xuanyu fly whisk, and caught it with trembling hands.

After seeing Maeve taking the Xuanyu fly whisk, the old woman in white showed a kind smile and said softly: "Don't cry, I'll leave Emei to you."

These were the last words and the last gift she left to Emei.

After saying that, the body of the old woman in white was broken into pieces, and a huge and pure energy filled the entire Emei.
Chapter completed!