Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Over a thousand cultivators of the Three Great Fox Clans surged back from every direction like a tide.
The vast canyon spanning a million li had been riddled with holes by that earth-shaking battle. The earth had cracked like a spiderweb, and mountains had collapsed into flat ground.
Traces of interwoven five-colored rosy light and purple tribulation lightning still lingered in the heavens. The air was thick with the presence of the innate five elements great Dao and lingering fluctuations of Heavenly Immortal-level Principles.
Countless Fox Clan cultivators stepped onto the ruined battlefield, their tongues tied and eyes wide with horror.
"Sister Huanhuan, did you succeed in killing the Heavenly Immortal Demon Fox?"
"It looks like Young Clan Leader Yu Hong and the others succeeded."
"What terrifying traces of battle. On this scale, could it be..."
"Wait, I see a H-Heavenly Immortal Powerhouse? And at the Heavenly Immortal middle stage!"
"Look, that figure in white is at the Heavenly Immortal middle stage... a Heavenly Immortal middle-stage powerhouse was following Fellow Daoist Zhen all along?"
Over a thousand gazes converged on Li Qingyuan and Yang Xiaohe, their expressions shaken.
A monstrous Heaven's Chosen at the late-stage True Immortal realm, accompanied by a Heavenly Immortal middle-stage powerhouse-such a lineup was rare even across the entire Investiture of the Gods Great World.
Er Yuan and Old Zhao had also escorted the Jade-Faced Fairy over.
Seeing that Li Qingyuan was unharmed, then seeing the peerlessly beautiful Heavenly Immortal Yang Xiaohe beside him, her white robes surpassing snow, her grace unmatched, her Heavenly Immortal middle-stage pressure as vast as an abyss or ocean, the Jade-Faced Fairy's feelings were complicated.
Yang Xiaohe's beauty and strength made her feel ashamed of her own inadequacy.
"Brother Zhen, oh, Brother Zhen, you really do have so