"Right, Sister Yiren."
Chen Mo hadn't forgotten about Zuoqiu Yiren. Now that he had solved his own troubles here, he could go help her.
Although his strength wasn't as great as the Withered Elder's, he could still distract the Withered Elder by interfering with a bow from the side, creating an opportunity for Zuoqiu Yiren.
Chen Mo's mind moved, and he withdrew from the Heaven-Melting Tripod, then sealed it with his hands, storing the Heaven-Melting Tripod within his body.
Since the Ice Spirit hadn't awakened yet, he'd let her sleep in the tripod for now.
If she were to awaken, Chen Mo would sense it immediately.
Chen Mo traced his steps back, rapidly heading towards the previous grand hall.
…
Inside the grand hall.
The battle at this time was intensely fierce.
Earlier, Zuoqiu Yiren had been fighting Ao Huang, depleting herself.
In the end, she even burned her origin to slay the Ancestral Soul summoned by Ao Huang.
This meant she was already in a weakened state.
