Everyone escaped into the void and returned to the Piaomiao Sect.

Ye Feng sat cross-legged at the top of Piaomiao Peak, watching the second-generation disciples enter the reincarnation pool, while using his understanding to the extreme to deduce a killing array.

…

Deep in the starry sky.

Leng Dao was searching for traces of the Piaomiao Sect disciples here. Suddenly, he looked into the distance.

Several people appeared there.

They wore the costumes of Piaomiao Sect disciples and wore tokens around their waists symbolizing the four generations of disciples.

"Piaomiao Sect disciple, die!"

Leng Dao spit out a sword light and instantly cut those Piaomiao Sect disciples into nothingness.

They died like this.

"knock off."

Leng Dao twisted his neck and prepared to leave.

"Leng Dao, you deserve to die!"

In the distance in the void, a shout filled with murderous intent suddenly came out, and it spread to all directions in an instant, allowing practitioners in a small half of the star field to hear it.

Countless eyes quickly gathered.

Leng Dao looked at the sound.

I saw a beautiful woman approaching, holding a sharp sword in her hand.

This person is none other than Mo Ying.
Chapter completed!