The battle still raged on in the void, where star seas churned and countless celestial bodies blazed fiercely.
Vast immortal power surged, forming storms that spanned hundreds of miles, roaring incessantly.
"Jie jie! The Cloudveil Immortal Sect truly lives up to its reputation. Even our Sect's Ghostwalk Grand Art couldn't claim full victory."
At this moment, seeing that both Elder Yuntian and Elder Yundi had begun healing, the Ghostwalk Grandmaster sneered and suddenly addressed Old Man Yunshi.
"Hmph!"
Old Man Yunshi responded with a cold snort, his gaze filled with displeasure.
Clearly, the Ghostwalk Grandmaster's words were laced with sarcasm.
On the surface, it appeared to be praise for the Cloudveil Immortal Sect's formidable strength. But in truth, it was a veiled insult—implying that even after millions of years of development, the Cloudveil Immortal Sect was only on par with the far younger Ghostwalk Sect.
