Saint's Arrival!

As Immortal Official Nanji's Immortal Body exploded with a thunderous roar, a wisp of True Spirit shot skyward from the heart of the destruction, sliced through the air, and flew straight toward the Investiture of the Gods.

High above, the dazzling Immortal Light gradually faded, leaving behind only empty space and a small apricot-yellow banner floating quietly in place, its radiance dimmed.

Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner.

This supreme protective treasure bestowed by a Sage had lost all its divine might after Immortal Official Nanji's fall, becoming utterly ordinary without anyone to activate it.

Zhao Gongming watched the direction in which the True Spirit had departed and let out a boisterous laugh.

"Hahaha! Good! Serves him right!"

"Today, we finally managed to keep one of them here!"

Elsewhere, Yang Jian withdrew his fist. He looked at the empty void and simply stood there coldly, without saying a word.

Yang Jiao also wore a calm expression. He put away the Space Gourd and bowed to Zhao Gongming.

"Thank you, Immortal Elder Zhao, for your assistance this time."

Zhao Gongming waved his hand. With a beckoning gesture, the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner floated lightly into his grasp.

He held the apricot-yellow banner out toward Yang Jiao.

"In this battle, the three of you rendered the greatest service. If not for that miraculous spatial treasure of yours, no one could have kept Immortal Official Nanji here today."

"This spoils of war should rightfully belong to you."

Yang Jiao looked at the apricot-yellow banner but did not reach out to take it.

"Immortal Elder Zhao, you jest."

Yang Jiao shook his head, his manner respectful.

"This treasure belongs to a Sage. The three of us have shallow cultivation and insufficient fortune. We fear we would have no blessing to enjoy it."

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