The Myriad Sects Imperial War ended at that moment.
As the excitement that had shaken all of Beacon Ruins lingered, the crowds gradually dispersed...
Perhaps for a long time to come, whenever the Myriad Sects Imperial War was mentioned, young talents would hear of Li Tianming.
He had earned that record through his own strength, enough to be remembered in the war's history.
Of course, none of that concerned Li Tianming right now. That was a story for later.
As the people of Beacon Ruins and the Inner and Outer Territories departed, the top experts on Fengxian Spirit Island entered the Imperial City.
For the spectators, the fighting was over, and so was the excitement.
But for those experts, it was different. To them, the main event might only just be beginning!
As everyone filed out, Ji Ziling and Ji Qingyue remained beside Li Tianming.
Ji Ziling looked at Li Tianming and smiled. "Come on, let's head into the Imperial City. Imperial Father and Liu Patrol Envoy should already be waiting at Pill Star Hall. I expect the other talents who were notified are on their way too."
"Two princesses personally escorting you to meet the big shots? You're getting far grander treatment than the other talents," Ji Qingyue said with a smile.
"What's strange about that? Tianming is the Top Scholar. Of course he should receive better treatment." Ji Ziling started out solemnly, but even she couldn't keep from laughing by the end.
It was rare for her to be so playful. Maintaining her dignified image as the eldest princess in public was tiring, after all.
"Would you two stop teasing me?" Li Tianming said, caught between laughter and exasperation.
Meanwhile, Hun Qing, who was practically on his own, glanced at Li Tianming and the others before coming over.