Influenced by the atmosphere, Wen Jiaren gently closed her eyes, sincerely praying for her friends and family, wishing them peace and happiness. And for Uncle, wishing he can fulfill his heart's desires and hoping that she can soon find her biological parents.
The Spirit Mother vortex lingered in the air for a full three minutes before gradually dispersing.
Wen Jiaren opened her eyes and asked the indifferent Mu Qian beside her, "What rank was that Spirit Mother just now? It looked so majestic."
The vortex covered the entire plaza, majestic and immense.
Mu Qian lazily spoke, "A thousand-year Spirit Mother, with several hundred-year Spirit Mothers gathered together."
"I see," Wen Jiaren nodded.
On the battle platform, several Sect Leaders stood up, made a few brief remarks, and then left the platform, while Ye Shengming remained on the platform.
