The entire Ling Family was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere. To put it bluntly, Ling Zhanqing and the rest merely escaped, and to be more direct—they were nothing but defeated remnants, their dignity long gone.
Su Ziyang was still at Dead Man Mountain. After asking Ling Tianxue about what had transpired, he understood; his mood unsurprisingly sank. The overwhelming dominance of Heaven Beyond Heaven was undeniable. The Four Great Holy Lands had been annihilated, the upper realm was strewn with corpses for thousands of miles, and even The City teetered on the brink of destruction.
"It's time to head to The City," Su Ziyang sighed and shook his head. Heaven Beyond Heaven would not spare The City.
"Elder, don't worry. They can't come in. If they could, when they annihilated the upper realm, they would've done so casually. Since it's still secure now, there's nothing to be concerned about," Ling Tianxue responded, showing no trace of worry. She was certain there would be no trouble.
