Only the faint hum of the eggs and the flicker of frost light illuminated the chamber.
Lin Mu took one last look at the slain enemy before flicking his hand, gathering all the spatial storage tools on its body before burning the corpse into dust with a burst of pure fire qi.
'No trace of the Ephemera Sect's filth should remain here.' Lin Mu thought.
Then he turned toward main hall, where the teleportation array was carved into the icy floor. His immortal sense extended into the array, locking onto the coordinates of the southern battlefield where the Elder Ice Drake had last reported distress.
He clenched his fists. He could still sense faint pulses of pain through the link he shared with his beasts. They were observing and feeling what the elder felt with their own senses. The elder was alive, but barely.
The poison affecting the Ice Drakes was spreading fast.
"There's no time," Lin Mu said quietly.
