At the peak of the Holy Mountain.
Ye Yun had no idea that somewhere inside the Yin Wind Range, a stunning beauty from Peach Blossom Island had suddenly arrived.
With his hands folded behind his back, he silently watched the movements of that ancient dried corpse inside the cave abode.
Time flowed by, bit by bit.
A layer of green light suddenly flashed across the dried corpse.
"Done…"
The dried corpse opened its eyes; its gaze was sharp like lightning. Its mouth curled into a slight grin, and in that smile there was an air of ruling over the world.
Such a signature smile meant that the Yin Emperor had completely succeeded in seizing this dried corpse.
"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Yin Emperor!"
Outside the cave abode.
The young man cupped his fists in salute, chuckling twice.
"Congrats."
Ye Yun also gave a polite smile.
"Many thanks, both Fellow Daoists!
