章 213: A Cup of Wine From the Peach Blossom Spring Wind, Ten Thousand People Drawing Swords to Send Off the Imperial Uncle (1)

The multicolored light that burned the sky began to gradually dissipate and weaken. In the late spring rain that washed the world, it was like the last stubborn flame.

When it was completely extinguished, the illuminated sky instantly fell silent.

The cold rain carried the chill of late spring and fell on the ground.

On the square of the Sixth Mountain, the two figures sitting upright were already soaked in rain.

The incomparably huge Sword Qi Bodhisattva disappeared. The Sword Qi of the Sixth Mountain also retracted into the mountain and never appeared again.

A heaven-defying act finally came to an end.

On the stone path of the Sixth Mountain, Li You'an and Hua Jiebing no longer paid attention to An Le, who had completely recovered from his weak state in three days.

The two of them broke through the rain and floated down the mountain, landing on the field.