Above Falling Star Sea.
People gradually recovered from their stunned state of shock.
Then, the deathly silence was shattered, and a roaring clamor exploded into the clouds.
The crowd boiled over, cheering in excitement.
"Won! We won!!!"
"With Master Su guarding our Great Wilderness, what a blessing!"
"To be honest, I was on the verge of breaking down earlier..."
Earlier, the pressure had been truly suffocating. More than a hundred factions from Deep within the Starry Sky had joined forces to descend upon them, brimming with murderous intent.
Forget ordinary cultivators—even those Emperor Realm figures had felt despair, frustration, and helplessness time and again.
But now, it was all over!
Those starry-sky experts capable of sweeping through the Great Wilderness World had all been put to death.
Only the Xuan Jun Sword Master stood proudly between heaven and earth!
How could anyone not be thrilled and inspired by this?
"Amitabha. Boundless blessings."
Buddha Master Yan Xin pressed his palms together, a smile covering his face.
"Old Bald Donkey, so you were nervous too. I thought you'd been calm all along."
Old Glutton teased him. He had noticed that Buddha Master Yan Xin's robes had once been soaked through with cold sweat.
"This battle will surely be recorded in the historical records of the Great Wilderness, becoming the most vivid and magnificent stroke in all of history, its fame enduring for all ages!"
Peng Zu declared with absolute certainty.
"I don't know whether anyone will surpass Su Old Freak's accomplishments on the Great Dao in the future, but at the very least, he deserves to be called unparalleled throughout ancient and modern times."
Demon Ancestor Yue Yin sighed.
Those old guys were all surging with emotion. In this battle that concerned the fate of the Great Wilderness cultivation world, Su Yi