After a moment, she slouched deeper into her chair.
The black blood she had vomited earlier had already been cleaned away, leaving no trace behind.
Apart from her slightly pale complexion, she appeared completely normal.
Yet despite her relaxed posture, a faint shadow lingered in her eyes as she silently contemplated the future of the sect.
Grey returned to the sect shortly afterward.
As his figure emerged from the sky and crossed the boundaries of the sect, he immediately noticed something unusual.
No one stopped him.
The vast Sky Mist Array that monitored the comings and goings of disciples did not react to his presence. The countless formations hidden throughout the sect continued operating as if nothing had happened.
Likewise, none of the sect authorities attempted to question him.
No elders appeared.
No enforcement disciples arrived.
No summons were delivered.
It was as though the entire incident had never occurred.
Yet this only made Grey more cautious.
