"We can only wait until the elders of the Heavenly Master Sect arrive tomorrow!" Ge Duantian said coldly.
Only Kong Ningshuang's peerless face remained unaffected, as though she was indifferent to everything, resembling a fairy wandering through the mortal world.
No one noticed her beautiful eyes flicker slightly, and her heart stirred: Ye Qingfeng, is it really you?
——
Meanwhile.
In the Panwu Land, Ye Qingfeng and the residual soul of the Panwu Immortal were already engaged in a fierce battle, their formidable combat abilities causing the entire Panwu Land to tremble incessantly.
"You are stronger and more exceptional than I believed, submit, kneel, and accept my inheritance!" the illusion of the Panwu Immortal said loudly.
"Just a mere residual soul, how dare you make me kneel!" Ye Qingfeng's eyes were cold, "Even if your true form were alive, you'd still have to kneel before me!"
