This poor Daoist had become somewhat unclean...
Li Qingyun's cultivation had surged greatly, yet instead of joy, this thought arose in his heart.
He naturally sensed that, because he had fused with Tu Xiong's Heng Qi Talisman, his Dao foundation, as the sacrifice master of the unknown ritual, had acquired several traces of external "contamination."
Even this body's Eternal Life Blood was no longer as pure as before.
The sudden increase of more than three hundred Heng Levels of cultivation was no more than drifting clouds to him.
Would he be lacking such a trifling amount?
"Congratulations, Army Lord Shang! No, I should say congratulations, Deputy Director Shang!"
At this moment, Fu Bo, Yu Tianfan, and even Jishan, who had originally felt displeased, all offered Li Qingyun their congratulations.
The fake fan Fu Yao was even more enthusiastic as he welcomed Li Qingyun down from the field, his smile bright as sunshine. "Brother Shang is Brother Shang indeed. This battle has truly broadened this little brother's horizons. From now on, you and I are colleagues. I hope Brother Shang will lend me much support!"
"Just luck..." Li Qingyun had no mood to waste words on the fake fan. He nodded politely to everyone in response, then stood silently, circulating the Myriad Universe Eternal Secret Art on his own and attempting to grind away the "impurities" brought by the talisman fusion.
To the others, his conduct after his overwhelming victory seemed far more low-key and humble, as different from the "arrogance" he had displayed during the battle as heaven was from earth.
How strange!
Only Xia Song, Xia Jing, Xia Gao, and the other Xia Clan Supreme Beings wore rather complicated expressions. In any case, their hostility had only deepened.
The death group the Xia Clan had carefully arranged for Li