"Hmph." Long Changtian snorted coldly and fell silent.
At this moment, many members of the Dragon Race noticed the strange looks others were giving them, and felt rather uncomfortable.
Right now, they wished they could leave this place as soon as possible.
Soon, the collection of Long Yuan's corpse fragments was completed. The tiny scraps of flesh were not collected one by one after all; Long Yuan's entire body had been blasted apart by Jiang Chen's dragon breath, and it had already been difficult enough to gather most of the remains.
"Patriarch, Long Yuan's remains have been collected," a Dragon Race elder reported to Long Changtian.
"We're leaving," Long Changtian said.
When they heard Long Changtian say they were leaving, many Dragon Race experts breathed a sigh of relief.
Staying here had been unbearable. The Dragon Race had completely lost face, and quite a few people were laughing at them.
After the Dragon Race left, many of the forces that had come with them went over to congratulate the Heavenly Martial Sect.
After all, Qian Liufeng had broken through to the Void Silence Realm, Fourth Level, putting him above the other Four Great Sects.
Although the higher-ups of the other Four Great Sects also came to congratulate Qian Liufeng, he knew perfectly well that their congratulations were merely superficial. Who knew how many times they had cursed him behind his back?
After all, the stronger the Heavenly Martial Sect became, the greater the threat it posed to the other Four Great Sects. The balance had been broken, and that was not what they wanted.
Still, they had to maintain appearances, making it seem as though the people of the Four Great Sects were broad-minded and magnanimous.
Qian Liufeng dealt with them one by one, both sides understanding without saying it