"Yang Xiao, you're out... Huh, where's Ziling? Why is it that woman from the Profound Celestial Sect?"
Just as he exited the Northern Wilderness Sword Mansion, an aged and puzzled voice reached him.
Yang Xiao looked up.
It was the ancestor of the Pure Yang Sword Sect, the Pure Yang Ancestor.
At the moment, however, his expression was a bit grim. This was because Yang Xiao was holding Xue Yi's hand, and Xue Yi had, until now, always been on the side of the Profound Celestial Sect.
Meanwhile, his own grand-disciple, Yang Ziling, was nowhere to be seen.
Naturally, the Pure Yang Ancestor was both puzzled and suspicious.
But at this moment, Yang Xiao had no time to explain much to him.
A golden light flashed around his body as the Golden Roc True Body possessed him. Dazzling golden wings unfurled from his back, and with a single flap, he vanished.
