Yunxi believed in striking while the iron was hot. Even as the streams of light were under attack, she flicked her sleeve and recalled the Soul-Collecting Mirror. Then she drew the Nine Nether Sword from the umbrella handle, infused it with lightning-attribute Immortal Yuan Force, and gave it a light sweep. The final wisp of flowing light was shredded to pieces, along with the high-level Evil Cultivators and evil creatures still lingering on the battlefield.
With a single strike, Yunxi cleared the entire battlefield. Moreover, her sword strike seemed to have stirred a resonance. The entire Ancient Battlefield trembled, seemingly rejoicing at the arrival of an old companion. The entrance to the Wuwang Ruins instantly concealed itself, as though it feared this power.
Yunxi swiftly sheathed the Nine Nether Sword back into the umbrella handle and quickly reined in her aura. Only after a moment did that resonance fade, and Yunxi finally let out a great sigh of relief.
Yuan Shuang and Ming You tacitly asked nothing. Su Jing immediately retrieved Su Miao's corpse, and the four of them then vanished from the front lines. A whirlwind swept across the entire battlefield, reaching every corner of the Ancient Battlefield as though celebrating the arrival of an old friend.
After returning to the rear, the four gathered once more in the council hall with Feng Ling, Lan Yue, Chen Yebai, and Wuwang, who had remained behind. This time, however, everyone was rather silent.
Su Jing stepped forward and cupped his hands.
"Thank you, the three of you, for lending your aid and reclaiming my younger brother's body. Su is endlessly grateful!"
True Venerable Mingyou sighed.
"Fellow Daoist Su, please restrain your grief. None of us wished to see such an outcome. We reclaimed Su Miao's body because we did not want