The battle came quickly, and left just as swiftly.
After the sounding of the bell, everyone from Divine Sword Sect realized that the terrifying oppression hovering over their hearts had vanished completely.
The sky turned a clear azure, with white clouds drifting and the sunlight dazzling.
It was as if everything that happened before was merely an illusion.
And the figure of the old ancestor hovering in the sky... had also disappeared.
"Where did the old ancestor go?"
"Looks like the Supreme Saint of the Demon Race has also vanished?"
"Did the old ancestor drive away the Demon Race's Supreme Saint?"
...
Everyone started discussing animatedly.
But they had no way to understand the current situation.
So uneasiness still lingered in their hearts.
...
Chen Bell Platform.
The disciples of Wuxin Peak didn't feel that oppressive force... However, during the bell's chime, they still experienced a moment of stupor.
