Lu Xuanji nodded, his expression grave as he said:
"You're right. Especially that Tianxing City Lord—he's probably already seen everything that happened here."
At the mention of the Tianxing City Lord, everyone present felt their hearts sink.
He was a true powerhouse of the Early Divine Emperor Realm, the undisputed ruler of this region.
So many Divine Kings had died here today. There was no way he could have failed to notice.
"Pass down my order." Lu Xuanji made the decision without hesitation, his voice carrying across the entire scene.
"All Lu family members, sweep the battlefield immediately and collect all the spoils!"
"In a quarter of an hour, everyone will return to the Lineage. Activate the highest-level Protective Clan Array. No one is permitted to enter or leave at will!"
"Yes!" the Lu family members shouted in unison and immediately got to work.
Lu Xuanji then looked at Lu Xue, his tone gentler than ever before:
"Xiaoxue, hurry. Get Yang Attendant onto the Azure Luan. We'll return directly by flying vessel."
"Okay!" Lu Xue hurriedly nodded and cautiously tried to help Yang Lingtian to his feet.
"I'll do it!" A thunderous boom rang out as Yang Dingtian strode over.
He looked hardly any better than Yang Lingtian, his entire body drenched in blood.
A massive hole in his chest was still gushing golden blood.
Yet the fierce aura around him had only grown stronger.
He glanced at the unconscious Yang Lingtian, then at Lu Xue, who was weeping like pear blossoms lashed by rain, and grinned.
"Little Sister Xiaoxue, stop crying. My big brother's life is tough as iron. Even the King of Hell wouldn't dare take him."
With that, he bent down and effortlessly scooped Yang Lingtian up in his arms as though he were carrying a child.