Pink petals danced across the sky, dissolving into motes of light that faded into the air.
It was as if everyone had just woken from a beautiful dream, only to open their eyes and find nothing there.
So surreal, so dreamlike.
The faces of Jiang Hanhai, Jiang Tianhai, and the others had turned deathly pale. Without a word, they followed closely behind Shangguan Qing, turned, and left.
The other members of the Kaiyang Sect also remained silent. Most of them didn't even know what had just happened, but they all understood that in that single instant, their Sect Leader had apparently suffered a hidden loss. At the very least, he hadn't gained any advantage.
'How is this possible?' The thought surfaced in the minds of all the Kaiyang Sect disciples.
"A worldly youth with no significant background, no matter how talented, could never reach such a realm at his age!" Jiang Hanhai's brow furrowed as he muttered, "He must have a peerless treasure on him!"
