Handover

The issue had come to a close. The storm that started because of an exchange finally ended with the elimination of two top forces of the Penglai Continent. Many people lamented the end of these two clans. As expected, they had to remember this lesson and not be too full of themselves. Even until his death, Jun Qiuyan most likely had never imagined that him acting condescending towards a lower-level Renhuang would actually result in such an end for himself. It was so embarrassing.

The cultivators from various continents still did not leave. A senior figure from the Shangguan clan came to Ye Futian with Shangguan Qiuye following behind him. He smiled and said, "I am Shangguan Yun, Qiuye's uncle. I have heard that Little Friend Ye's talents are peerless and that you are handsome and charming. Now that I have met you today, you are even more outstanding than I imagined."