Everyone Wants a Share

Outside the Primordial Beginning Hall, the Spirit Transformation cultivators of the eleven Major Factions stood atop the Clouds, looking in the direction where the three streaks of Escape Light had vanished, silent and wordless.

Though Everyone Injured, not a single one had fallen.

The Purple Clouds Sect's purple-robed middle-aged man, Myriad Flowers Valley's middle-aged female cultivator, Profound Ice Hall's white-haired old woman, Thunder Sound Temple's withered old monk, Heavenly Saber Sect's sturdy middle-aged man, Myriad Beasts Manor's Bearded Man, and Golden Fire Xuanyuan Temple's man in a crimson-gold robe were all alive, merely with Injuries of varying severity.

The white-haired Old Man from Shouxian Pavilion, the Green Robe middle-aged man from Tai Xu Sect, the Grey Robe Old Man from Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, and the blue-robed old woman from Azure Palace had lighter Injuries and were Regulating Breath.

The white-haired Old Man from Shouxian Pavilion was surnamed Pei, named Pei Yuanshao. His Cultivation level was mid-stage Spirit Transformation, and his seniority in Shouxian Pavilion was extremely high.

Inside the Main Hall, several thousand cultivators suddenly surged out.

They had been trapped inside the Primordial Beginning Hall for more than nine years. Now that the Sixth-order formation had been broken, they could finally leave.

Some wept with joy, some threw back their heads and let out long howls, and some clutched their heads and sobbed.

True Lord Shouyuan squeezed out from In the Crowd and spotted Pei Yuanshao at once.

His Eyes Lit Up, and he rushed over in quick steps, then dropped to his knees with a thud before Pei Yuanshao, who was sitting in meditation.

"Martial Uncle Pei! You've finally come!" True Lord Shouyuan's voice Choked Up, his Eyes full of grievance. "That damned Li Chengjie lorded it over everyone in this Primordial Beginning Hall and didn't take our