Ye Futian turned and left. The group left the place in a flying boat with extreme speed.
Great Elder Motian was cunning and extremely cautious. If they threatened him with someone else and he decided to start a battle, the outcome would be tough to predict. To be safe, Ye Futian decided to give up and not make a move against him.
After they left, on Motian Palace of Motian Mountain stood a middle-aged man in golden robes. His expression was very solemn. One figure after another landed around him and said, "Great Elder, do we just let them go?"
Great Elder Motian looked into the distance at the person leaving. That was the frame of a Great Emperor... Of course, he wouldn't let him go so easily.
Ye Futian drove the flying boat as they traveled through the clouds. His spiritual soul was still inside the body of Shenjia the Great. Little Ling asked, "Master, why aren't you coming out?"