The silhouette of the Heavenly Emperor gradually faded away.
The pressure that had enveloped everyone finally began to dissipate little by little.
As the Heavenly Emperor departed, Situ Yun looked at the Heavenly Burial Mage and smiled, "Heavenly Burial, do you need me to see our guest off?"
This attitude made the Heavenly Burial Mage quite displeased.
His gaze was like a torch, casting a glance at Xu Zimei.
He said, "Benefactor, turn back, there's still time."
"Does the mage want to enlighten me?" Xu Zimei laughed.
"I'm not enlightening you, just dispelling evil," the Heavenly Burial Mage shook his head.
"Some things have their endings decided even before they begin."
"The mage is truly jesting, how can there be an end before a beginning!" Xu Zimei laughed.
"That's because you don't know what you're up against," the Heavenly Burial Mage seemed reluctant to say more.
"I know, and I understand far better than you.
After all, I have challenged the heavens before.
