Within a pavilion at the peak of the sacred mountain sat Li Wudi. He was sunbathing and sipping wine, watching the clouds roll by and humming a tune. Ye Shaoqing was nearby, fanning himself with a hand fan as he said, "I heard the Elysian Emperor vomited blood on the spot when he heard the news. It truly is relishing to hear."

"Well, vomiting blood isn’t a big deal. What is is how he was mocked and provoked by the Southsky Sect and had no recourse but to command a humiliating retreat!"

"Then again, for someone like him to be able to retreat despite the huge blow to his dignity shows how troublesome he can be to deal with."

"That's right. I believe that he won’t attack from now on, unless he has at least a seventy percent chance of succeeding," Li Wudi said.

"Well, you did manage to kill Jun Dongyao. I doubt he'll be able to endure this for long. If anything, I think he'll jump at the chance to fight us again. Though, I'd personally like it if he would wait for a bit so we may have better odds. We can't wait too long either, as our pals from Onyx Sect will have to eventually return to the Onyx Hole."

"Then we'll have to give Heaven's Elysium another...