Honor That Will Never Be Tarnished

Byt the time they returned to the Door of Desolation, a month had gone by.

As Ye Mo landed on the arena of the Asura Dao Palace, the three seniors, along with Mao Mao and Miao Miao were seen returning.

The six of them were heavily injured. There were bloodstains all over Mao Mao's face.

It was a heart-wrenching sight.

"What happened?" Taiyi Qinglian rushed out of the palace, as did Ye Mo. Using his Light of the Glorious Sun, he began helping them heal their injuries.

With the way they hung their heads, it was apparent that they were bullied.

"Junior Ye Mo, you've returned?" Mao Mao said weakly. "We're going to head inside to heal our injuries."

"Third Disciple, what happened?" Taiyi Qinglian asked coldly.