The sound that suddenly erupted made everyone present feel very familiar.
Especially Elder Yang, whose aged body trembled at once; as he fell to the ground and turned his head, he saw a delicate and warm face coming into view.
"Xiao Ye!"
"You rascal, you're finally back!"
Elder Yang grinned, smiling.
During this period, Xiao Ye had been away from the Holy Palace for three whole months, and he had been very worried.
After all, he had once visited the Ancient Relics and knew deeply how terrifying that place was.
If Xiao Ye had encountered danger there, he would have felt terribly guilty.
After all, Xiao Ye's venture into the Ancient Relics was to help him find the Heavenly Bamboo Heart to heal his injuries.
Now that he saw Xiao Ye returning, the enormous boulder within his heart finally fell to the ground.
He even felt that as long as Xiao Ye could return safely, whether he found the Heavenly Bamboo Heart or not didn't matter anymore.
