Yunyin Peak.
Cross Immortal Gate.
Accompanied by the rising sun.
Chirp—
The cry of a crane pierced the sky.
Shen Wenyan stood at the peak, watching the departing silhouette of the Shadow Crane.
"Marquis, I can't seem to see through him anymore!" Ye Zhengqi said, standing by his side.
"How many people in the world can truly see through him?" Shen Wenyan replied.
"Marquis, do you think he can make it through this ordeal?" Ye Zhengqi asked.
"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!" Shen Wenyan shook his head, repeating the word difficult three times.
He then said, "Curse Killing Skill, an immortal technique even the current Holy Emperor cannot resist. How can he possibly withstand it? Unless..."
"Unless what?" Ye Zhengqi asked.
Shen Wenyan gazed deeply at the distant black dot on the horizon.
"Unless he is willing to bow his head! Just as the person from the Flying Immortal Sect said yesterday, submitting to the Immortal Cave Heaven is his only way to survive."
