Ji Yuan now had nothing to do but to watch.
He watched the teleportation array activate, and saw a figure gradually rising from the base of the light pillar.
A red robe embroidered with dragons, loose blood-red hair, a resolute face.
Who else could it be but Qiu Qianhai?
Ji Yuan gazed at this familiar old friend, but this familiar friend seemed to not recognize him.
As they exchanged glances, Ji Yuan could see in his eyes only endless coldness.
As if he were looking at a complete stranger.
...So the one occupying Qiu Qianhai's body now is the Sect Leader of the Yin Ghost Sect?
Though the glance seemed prolonged, the teleportation happened in an instant.
By the time Ji Yuan blinked and came to his senses.
He realized Qiu Qianhai's figure had long since vanished, and only the remnants of the light pillar remained, gradually dissipating.
Gone.
Watching this scene, Ji Yuan felt an incredibly complex array of emotions.
From reuniting after a long separation with Qiu Qianhai.
