Another hour passed after the pillar of blood-red light from the twelfth-grade red lotus collapsed.
Peace quickly returned to the vicinity of the Asura Ancient City.
After Patriarch Nether River's aura disappeared, the Asura Clan in the periphery cried out sorrowfully and fled in panic.
The disciples of the Dao Sect did not pursue and attack. Instead, they were informed by the experts of the two sects to immediately leave the city and return to the five continents on their own. They could not use their immortal senses to casually investigate.
Previously, the second batch of immortals from the Chan School and Jie School, who had attacked the hall an hour ago, were standing at the edge of the area enveloped by the Taiji Painting with a solemn expression…
The atmosphere was a little oppressive.
The Asura Clan corpses floating high and low in the distance made the place feel even heavier.
"What should we do?"