"Rumble, rumble...!"
When the dust settled, Bai Li Dong was reduced to ashes, his remains nothing but the half-torn spatial rift he had created, now shattered by Ming Zhi Tian's Twin Stars Dragon Yao Flower Halberd Art, threatening to collapse.
Silence...
Astonishment...
Dazedness...
Shock...
Fear...
Disbelief...
A myriad of expressions converged on the scene. Even the four Grand Sect Masters, who had seen much, and Hong Lie Feng, the commander of ten thousand troops, couldn't help but cast more than a few glances at Ming Zhi Tian, their hearts filled with admiration, longing, and eagerness to learn.
The first level of the Awakening Realm was truly nothing before Ming Zhi Tian. With his unique bloodline, he could directly overpower and kill opponents across realms, even a mighty expert at the first level of the Divine Luo Realm.
Hong Lie Feng was the first to break the silence: "Where are the soldiers?!"
The ninety thousand demon soldiers responded in unison: "We are here!"
Hong Lie Feng raised his artifact: "We never intended to trample on others' homes to seize territory. War causes us to lose our homes, our loved ones, our partners, and ourselves. This is something none of us wish to see. We live well in our own lands and have no need to disrupt others' lives. Today, here, in the Ten Desolate Lands, we offer them three apologies!"
The ninety thousand demon soldiers, without hesitation, roared with a booming voice: "Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! ...Arise!..."
This thunderous roar echoed through the vast expanse of the heavens!
Even the Four Seas and Five Pavilions, miles away, felt a slight tremor. Some disciples of lower cultivation levels nearly fell to the ground, their eardrums aching from the sheer force.
Hong Lie Feng was pleased: "Good. We shall return to where we came from."
Ming Zhi Tian cupped his hands to the four Grand Sect Masters: "Four esteemed leaders, I must go to the Demonic Sect to rescue someone. I will take my leave now."
Bei Huang Qi asked: "Do you need our assistance?"
Ming Zhi Tian shook his head: "No, I can handle it."
Indeed, who was Ming Zhi Tian? He was Ming Xiu Shen.
Watching Ming Zhi Tian and Hong Lie Feng lead the ninety thousand strong army away, the crowd collectively sighed with relief: "It's finally over..."
The four Grand Sect Masters, meanwhile, let out long sighs. Xi Zhen Yao remarked: "I never expected our hundred-year crisis, faced by the twenty-three sects and thirty-nine branches, to be resolved by an outsider."
Nan Xing Kong stood with his hands behind his back: "Precisely because of him, we can have peace. Do you truly believe that a few of us could have defended the Ten Desolate Lands?"
Bei Huang Qi added: "Of course not. Moreover, let alone the arrival of the Demon God, even a single Demon Ancestor at the ninth level of the God Sealing Realm would be enough to annihilate our four great sects."
Dong Qian Yue gazed into the distance with a meaningful expression: "Regardless, our lives were saved by Ming Zhi Tian. We must repay him well."
Bei Huang Qi couldn't help but look at Xi Zhen Yao: "Hey? Zhen Yao, I heard your niece is quite beautiful. Perhaps you could consider introducing her to him?"
Xi Zhen Yao glared at him: "Don't even think about eyeing my niece. Get lost!"
Bei Huang Qi shrugged: "As if I said anything."
Beside Dong Qian Yue, a delicate figure named Ling Long, her face veiled in pure white and clad in a pink and white ensemble, clenched her fists. She was once again separated from Ming Zhi Tian by a significant distance, even now, despite her status as a Saintess.
Hai Bu Bu, Xue Ming Yuan, Dong Cheng Jiu, and Chen Qi all had Ming Zhi Tian etched into their very bones, their feelings evolving from disdain and jealousy to admiration, envy, worship, and longing.
Hai Bu Bu smiled and said: "If you're going to look for a man, look for one like Ming Zhi Tian. Xue Er's choice was absolutely right. If I were as beautiful and stunning as Xue Er, I would definitely fight her for her husband!"