The monastery had the confidence to ignore everyone. The three old factions would not have any conflict with the monastery for the sake of these disciples.
They just let it go.
Three days later, Ye Sheng saw that countless people were discussing the path of the monastery's trial. They criticized the path of the trial as too cruel, but the second-rate, first-rate, and top-tier factions all remained silent.
No matter how much fun the lower levels had, it was only a small matter. It did not affect the higher-ups.
In the Heavenly Emperor City, the three hundred people who had returned did not leave. They were waiting for the people from the DAO College to come and pick them up.
After resting up, Ye Sheng washed himself up and felt the aura of life in the mortal world. Only then did he recover.
The days a hundred thousand years ago had been filled with fear and trepidation. Now, he could finally relax.