The woman in the white dress said coldly, "That was just an illusion. Once it lost the connection within the mist, it would be difficult for it to maintain its existence, let alone be destroyed like that."

Saint Qinglan snapped out of her daze and looked at the woman in the white dress.

He was both grateful and wary, and asked, "Who are you?"

The woman in the white dress glanced silently at Saint Qinglan and calmly said, "Yan Bing."

Upon hearing this, Saint Qinglan was stunned, his eyes widening in shock.

Not only Qinglan Saint, but Lu Ning also looked at the woman in the white dress with some surprise.

They had previously discussed the identity of the woman in the white dress, and An Lan even guessed that it was Yan Bing. However, since the base city where Yan Bing was located was not swallowed up by the 233rd mist, no one really believed that it was Yan Bing.

I can't believe it really was her!

"The garrison commander of Base City 3 back then?! But... but you should be dead! Even Base City 3 has been destroyed!"

Yan Bing glanced at Saint Qinglan but did not answer.

She looked at the dim yellow light screen that had been blocked by the ice wall.

Saint Qinglan and Lu Ning followed Yan Bing's gaze.

The Saint Qinglan's shocked expression immediately turned solemn, and her expression became somewhat heavy.

Lu Ning looked at the clusters of light, but he didn't know which one belonged to Wei Xuan.

In the silence, the Sage Qinglan asked, "Can you save them?"

Yan Bing shook his head: "They are already dead, their souls have shattered."

She removed the ice wall, and the previously bound halos flew into the sky. During their flight, they gradually dispersed, turning into specks of dim yellow starlight and disappearing.

Saint Qinglan and Lu Ning watched the starlight dissipate.

After a long silence, the Sage Qinglan glanced at the expressionless Lu Ning, patted Lu Ning's shoulder, and said softly, "It's better than being devoured by an evil god."

Lu Ning nodded silently.

Just then, a commotion suddenly came from afar.

Lu Ning and Saint Qinglan turned to look.

Then they saw Li Xiao, Lin Xiao, and the others rushing towards them.

The group even helped the badly injured Steve and Yang Yin.

The Azure Mist Saint immediately used the wind to lift himself and Lu Ning, and moved them closer to Li Xiao and the others.

The two sides met quickly, and Li Xiao immediately asked, "Qinglan, how did it go? Did you really defeat that evil god's avatar?"

Steve, covered in wounds, asked with the same expectant look, "Lu Ning, how are you?"

Lin Xiao and the others also looked at Saint Qinglan and Lu Ning.

Saint Qinglan smiled and said, "It's over. The evil god's avatar is dead, and Lu Ning has closed the spatial rift that was originally here."

"Really?! That's wonderful!"

The crowd cheered immediately.

Then Lin Xiao revealed a hint of regret: "What a pity about Wei Xuan..."

Lu Ning remained silent.

The people who were cheering stopped and looked somewhat somber.

Besides Wei Xuan, many others were also devoured.

Because the death energy that is devoured needs to capture the dead, most of those devoured are relatively weak.

Less than half of the original number of the dead survived, but they were still quite strong.

In the silence, Saint Qinglan changed the subject, looking at Steve and asking, "Where are the others?"

Steve said, "Li Xiao and the others put him in a safe place, and he's being taken care of now."

Li Xiao nodded slightly: "Shall we go ahead?"

Saint Qinglan nodded: "Alright! Let's see how An Lan and the others are doing."

As he was speaking, he suddenly remembered something and looked behind him.

Then, the Sage of Azure Mist discovered that the woman in the white dress had disappeared.

Saint Qinglan frowned slightly.

Seeing Qinglan Saint's actions, Li Xiao and the others asked curiously, "What's wrong, Qinglan?"

Saint Qinglan paused for a moment, then recounted what had happened.

After hearing what the Saint Qinglan said, Li Xiao and the others' expressions changed continuously.

"Yan Bing?! That genius from Base City No. 3 back then? She's still alive?!" an old man exclaimed in shock.

Li Xiao frowned and asked, "Are you sure she really is Yan Bing? Do you have any evidence?"

Saint Qinglan shook her head: "She herself said that she is Yan Bing, and her ability is ice-based, just like Yan Bing's. I think it's possible."

"If it really is Yan Bing, then she must be over a thousand years old by now, right? Doesn't that mean she must be at least a Saint?" Li Xiao asked incredulously, "Base City No. 3 was clearly swallowed by the mist, how did she reach the Saint level in the mist?"

Saint Qinglan pondered for a moment, then said with a solemn expression, "Perhaps... she may not just be a Saint, but perhaps she has already reached the level of a demigod."

"What?!" Everyone's expression changed.

Saint Qinglan slowly said, "Although the phantom of that rotting giant hand was severely injured, it still possessed the strength of a Saint, yet it was easily frozen by Yan Bing."

Everyone gasped and looked at each other in disbelief.

A human genius swallowed by the mist actually became a demigod within the mist?

How did you do that?

They couldn't understand.

Then, Lin Xiao seemed to realize something. He looked at Lu Ning, who was silent beside him, and said, "Lu Ning... she seems to know you?"

Everyone immediately realized what was happening and looked at Lu Ning.