<h2 ss="wp-block-heading">Chapter 5682</h2>


    Immediately afterward, an indescribable aura descended without warning!


    This aura, at first nce, didn’t seem particrly domineering or powerful; it even carried a hint ofziness and nonchnce,pletely different from the overwhelming, all-destroying demonic might of the Soul Devourer.


    But its appearance was so abrupt, so natural, as if it had always been there, as if it had always existed in every corner of this world, only now being noticed.


    In the sky, the churning clouds of vengeful spirits rippled like water rippled after a pebble was thrown in.


    The howling wind suddenly subsided, as if gently pressed down by an invisible hand.


    A slightly aged figure silently appeared at the edge of the deep pit where David was, standing right in front of Liu Xue.


    The neer was dressed in ordinary, even somewhat worn, clothes, his hair casually disheveled. Who else could it be but Shen Zhiyan?


    His appearance didn’t tear through space, nor did it produce any earth-shattering phenomena;


    it was as if a passerby had simply happened to be there. Yet, this seemingly ordinary appearance caused the overwhelmingly powerful, all-epassing demonic palm—enough to crush a peak Celestial Immortal—to freeze in mid-air, unable to descend even an inch!


    It was as if an invisible barrier had separated the demonic palm from the deep pit.


    The mockery andnguor on the Soul Devourer’s face vanishedpletely for the first time, reced by an extreme solemnity and scrutiny.


    He narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the suddenly appearing Shen Zhiyan. From the other man, he sensed an aura of equal, or even… more profound and unfathomable depth!


    “Finally, someone of some standing has arrived,”


    the Soul Devourer spoke slowly, his voice low and cold.


    Shen Zhiyan, however, didn’t immediately acknowledge him. He first nced down at David in the deep pit, covered in blood, barely breathing but still stubbornly holding on, a barely perceptible hint of approval shing in his eyes.


    He immediately crouched down, examined Liu Xue’s injuries, frowned slightly, and gently touched her brow with two fingers.


    A warm and peaceful power, yet containing unimaginable vitality, surged into Liu Xue’s body, quickly protecting her heart meridian, stabilizing her copsing aura, and even beginning to slowly repair her severely damaged meridians. Liu


    Xue’s originally deathly pale face finally regained a trace of color. She opened her eyes with difficulty, and seeing Shen Zhiyan, her eyes revealed surprise and relief.


    “Senior…” she called weakly.


    Shen Zhiyan waved his hand, signaling her not to speak.


    Then he slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping over the devastated, apocalyptic ruins of the Yama Heavenly Sect, finally settling on the Soul Devouring Venerable high in the sky, whose demonic energy was overwhelming.


    “Tsk, quite amotion.”


    Shen Zhiyan picked at his ear, his tonezy. “I say, is bullying a child really that fun?”


    The Soul Devourer’s eyes were icy: “Who are you? Trying to interfere in my affairs?”


    “Me?”


    Shen Zhiyan pointed to his nose, grinned, revealing a set of white teeth. “Just a passerby. But, you’ve offended Mr. Chen, so this can’t be left like this.”


    As he spoke, his gaze fell on David again, and he asked in a serious tone: “Mr. Chen, you’vee out of the Tianmen Mountain ruins. How was it? Did you gain anything?”


    In the deep pit, David saw Shen Zhiyan appear, and the huge weight in his heart finally lifted. He let out a breath he had been holding, coughing up another mouthful of blood, but he still struggled to say: “Senior… we met the remnant soul of thest sect master of Tianmen, and Miss Liu… obtained the orthodox inheritance of Tianmen…”


    “Oh?”


    Shen Zhiyan raised an eyebrow, a hint of genuine surprise and reminiscence shing in his eyes, which then turned into relief. “The Heavenly Gate’s inheritance… has finally found a sessor. Good, very good…”