On the Divine Altar Peak of Shentian Academy, circling between the various peaks, there were giant sword-like ancient mountains that pointed toward the sky, about to pierce through the clouds.
Celestial fog circled the area. There were intense ripples of energy coming from Sealing Matrices. It was as if the entire area harbored a Path Matrix.
At this moment, there was a group of people facing off on the Divine Altar Peak.
Yaya was sitting cross-legged. Energy was pulsing from her body as her Sword Will circled her. There seemed to be traces of blood on her clothes. It was clear that she had been injured.
In front of her, the Swordmaster of Lihen stood with his sword in hand. He was blocking her off.