Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe, Saint Hall.
In recent days, the Saint Hall seemed to be enveloped by an invisible, chilling gloom.
All who passed by had to take a deep breath before daring to step inside.
Xi was no exception.
After preparing mentally and doing his homework, he steeled himself and entered the hall.
"Report!"
Hallmaster Xuanji had become a hollow Divine Puppet, seemingly unmoved by worldly affairs, and spoke in a flat voice:
"Speak."
Xi Yi bowed with his fists clasped, not daring to pause even half a beat, and proceeded to report in detail:
"Yu Zhiwen is unconscious, escorted by Elder Yu all the way into the mountain, and is now away from the battlefield."
"Beibei is heavily defeated and unconscious, the Emperor Sword Heavenly Unravel was broken, Xu Xiaoshou from the First Pavilion in the Sky is unharmed."