Everyone present was extremely interested in Yang Qingyun's Yin Yang Divine Wheel and the Heavenly Emperor Seal that could pin everything in place.
After all, both of those things could actually be used even in battles at the Dao Integration level—existences powerful enough to determine victory or defeat.
With a Supreme Realm body, he had been able to unleash power at the Dao Integration level.
Such defiance of the heavens naturally made everyone curious.
But those present were not ignorant young fools who knew nothing of worldly etiquette. If Yang Qingyun did not take the initiative to speak, they would not rashly press him further.
And Yang Qingyun naturally could not casually expose all his trump cards and secrets.
Thus, after some simple pleasantries and idle chatter, the topic came to an end.
In this battle,
more or less, everyone had suffered injuries.
Even those who had not been injured had nearly squeezed every last drop of magic power from their bodies.
Everyone needed to return and recuperate in seclusion.
But before that,
everyone had not forgotten to collect the spoils of war.
As a top sect among the Thirty-Three Upper Sects, although Wind Thunder Pavilion had fled to the Eastern Continent after losing the struggle in the Central Continent because its Dao Integration Ancestor had passed away,
it had occupied the Central Continent for over ten thousand years. Its collection should have been far from meager.
At first,
that was what everyone had thought.
But unfortunately,
when they opened the secret realm where Wind Thunder Pavilion stored its various heavenly treasures and other hidden treasures, and calculated what they had gained, everyone was somewhat disappointed.
"Looks like, in order to support Lei Xingkong's advancement to Dao Integration, Wind Thunder Pavilion's foundation was basically exhausted."
After conducting a simple search