"Don't go around blaming women all the time for your own incompetence," Suliu scoffed, then gradually faded away into nothingness.1

As for the other true spirits, they chatted briefly with one another, then departed as well.0

In the sky above the rubble that used to be the mountain face, the members of the eight holy tribes were all looking on with tightly furrowed brows.0

Several thousand feet away, Nuo Yifan was also observing what was happening in the distance while concealed in her gray cloak, and she was very relieved by what she saw.0

......0

On a lone peak that was tens of thousands of kilometers away from the Dark Star Canyon, Han Li was seated with his legs crossed under an enormous tree. His eyes were closed, and his entire body was enshrouded within a layer of golden light.0

Right at this moment, his eyes suddenly sprang open as a mocking sneer appeared on his face.0

"Why are you smiling like that, Uncle?" Jin Tong asked with a perplexed expression.0

"The Beast Race has decided to attack me," Han Li replied.1

A hint of disappointment appeared on Jin Tong's face...0