Three Treasures, Blood of Ghosts and Gods!

When the time came, the World's Foremost Battlefield barrier, which encompassed the Heavencloud Battlefield and the Hell Battlefield, was withdrawn.

Everything around them vanished in an instant!

Between heaven and earth, only two groups of disciples remained.

One group consisted of disciples from the four major sects led by the Ancient Theocratic Sect. More than ninety of them were still alive.

The other was the Nine Palace Ghost Sect and Seven Star Heavenly Sect, with only a little over thirty people left.

Around four hundred peak geniuses of the continent had entered, yet only a little over a hundred had survived.

Among them, there were quite a few who had been crippled like Jiang Wuxin.

The brutality of this battle was plain for all to see.

To be honest, the World's Foremost Assembly had never been this cruel in all of history.

Adversity revealed true hearts!

Li Tianming and Xuanyuan Yusheng threw their arms around each other in a fierce embrace.

Many people's eyes brimmed with tears.

They had withstood the cruelest hunt, fought desperately on the brink of life and death, and in the end, they had won!

Not only had they won victory, they had won dignity.

At that moment, sect affiliations no longer mattered. The young people embraced one another, their eyes red.

Just as Xuanyuan Yusheng had said, no matter what the future held, they would never forget this battle fought shoulder to shoulder for the rest of their lives.

"A true man dies for one who understands him. Everyone, farewell."

"I hope that when we meet again, we will still be comrades!"

"Definitely!"

Zhao Tianxing, Dongfang Zichong, Lin Xixi, and the others stood together.

"Tianming, the final battle depends on you!"

"You must win. In my heart, you are the undisputed number one under heaven!"