Above the Five Elements Mysterious Mountain, everything calmed down, the Starry Sky disappeared, the firelight receded, and the Celestial Phenomenon returned to normal.
Shang Mingyuan stared at Jiang Siqi and the other two, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.
His Dao Path was blocked by the other party, and he would never be able to fully establish himself in the Seventh Heaven Realm in this lifetime.
This is unacceptable. He is still in his prime and has nearly three hundred years to live, but his life is frozen in time, making it difficult to climb any higher.
The Seventh Heavens were right before his eyes; he had stood on them completely before and experienced that unparalleled power.
It vanished in the blink of an eye, like a fleeting ephemera; from now on, I can only gaze at this realm from afar, unable to reach it.
Shang Mingyuan's thoughts were in disarray, his heart was unsettled, and at one point, he even felt a pang of regret.
Although he caused the unparalleled Unrivaled Close to the Dao Seed to die young, he himself also suffered Great Tribulation.
You could say he was both a winner and a loser.
Let's stop here.
At this moment, Shangguan Chun slowly spoke.
He stared at Shang Mingyuan, equally filled with Killing intent, but he also knew that with the opponent's strength greatly improved, he was helpless and there was no need to continue fighting.
"Retreat? Didn't you say you were going to Saint's Fall?!"
Zheng Tianrong roared in anger. His Qilin Son, had been killed, and the score had not yet been settled. Seeing his strongest member advance further, he was eager to fight to the bitter end.
However, no one paid him any attention, and neither of the two top experts made any further moves.
Shang Mingyuan certainly wanted to kill all the opponents, but after his strength greatly increased, he had fought against the three of them and could not gain much of an advantage.
Moreover, his Origin is cracked, his Dao Injury, and his foundation is not very stable. If the fight continues, his realm may decline further. He needs time to recuperate and should not fight again.
Finally, the great battle came to an end.
Call out!
Shang Mingyuan was the first to leave the battlefield, leading the remaining members of his clan away.
Seeing this, the Zheng Family father and son, though unwilling, had no choice but to give up.
Wei Lin felt a chilling gaze, but he dared not meet it. He then disappeared with his still-living infant son Wei Chen.
In the blink of an eye, all the powerful figures from the Aristocratic Family Camp had vanished.
High in the sky, Jiang Siqi and the other martial saints did not leave.
"How about we try going to the Black Abyss again? I'll escort you."
The Martial Saint Changchun suddenly spoke.
"Yes, if Jiang Ping were still alive, he would have a bright future and might very well accomplish something unprecedented."
Shangguan Chun nodded. He also deeply regretted the young man's death and was willing to take the risk.
Then, the Five Saints appeared at the summit of Dao Mountain.
They jumped without hesitation, but soon returned wounded.
"No, that Yin-Yang Compass is too terrifying. My recovery ability can't keep up with the damage you've suffered."
Martial Saint Changchun shook her head. The Yin and Yang Dao Rhythm was too terrifying, with astonishing destructive power on the physical body. Even her Everlasting Spring Sacred Body could hardly recover from it.
"We almost perished here. Neither of them had even reached the Greater Golden Core yet; their chances of survival are slim, just like that Sixth Heaven Martial Saint back then."
Martial Saint Murong shook his head, his face full of regret.
So much time has passed, that young man is probably long gone.
"What a pity. Jiang Ping goes without saying, and the other one was also Innate Sacred Body, so young, yet he died young. It's truly a case of heaven being jealous of talent."
Even the Leng Family Saint sighed deeply.
"Let's go. At least Shang Mingyuan paid a heavy price for this, so the trip wasn't in vain."
Shangguan Chun said this, then bid farewell to everyone and left first.
Then, the other Three Saints also went far away, leaving only Jiang Saint standing in front of the Black Abyss, lingering for a long time.
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes!
Xie Wuji scattered paper money here, because in his heart, Jiang Ping's status had already risen sharply, approaching that of Jiang Saint.
Such a good child, yet he died young, which made him feel deeply saddened and his eyes reddened.
I thought my life had been brilliant and I was completely content, but I never imagined that I would leave behind such a huge regret before I passed away.
Jiang Jun and Leng Yue also came here to erect Empty Tomb for Jiang Ping and Leng Yue.
He rose to prominence like a comet, streaking across the sky, yet failed to reign supreme.
Leng Yue said, her voice filled with regret.
"It's all about timing and fate."
Jiang Jun erected a stone tablet and was about to inscribe it when he was stopped.
His own Old Ancestors wanted to personally carve Jiang Ping's epitaph.
"Well."
After the inscription was completed, Jiang Saint let out a long sigh, filled with a sense of vicissitude and loneliness.
The great battle has ended.
However, all of this had already shaken the Imperial City and ignited an explosion in the Great Li.
In just one day, the news spread like wildfire throughout Xuanxin Island, causing a huge uproar in all the dynasties outside Great Li.
"When those Martial Saints of the Great Li go berserk, they lose all humanity. A large number of Super First-rate Prodigies have died, and several Half-Saints have perished."
"Shang Mingyuan forcefully broke through the Seventh Heaven Gate, but ultimately ended up with a lifelong disability."
"The most regrettable case is Jiang Ping. He was practically Reincarnation of a God, mastering the Threefold Changshi Concept in a short time, yet he was harmed by treacherous people. Some people don't even deserve to be Venerated Saints."
"Yes, such a prodigy could have influenced the future of Xuanxin Island, yet he died young."
"..."
This battle sparked heated discussions among Martial Artists worldwide.
Jiang Ping, in particular, became the most frequently mentioned name.
He performed such a heroic act, yet was murdered by others, which aroused the resentment of many Martial Artists.
"Shang Mingyuan, you old scoundrel, you've delayed our clan's sage's chance to prolong his life!"
Some descendants of the Saint Clan were furious. With Jiang Ping's talent, they could almost predict that he would be able to practice the Life Trend within a few years, thus extending the life of a Holy Clan member.
But because of that Gu Clan Shang clan, everything was destroyed.
"What Gu Clan? They only had one divine traveler, and their existence was just a little longer."
Some powerful figures from Ancient Aristocratic Families hurled insults at them.
"This clan has always been powerful, considering themselves Ancient Aristocratic Family, yet they participate in various conflicts and exploit lower-level Martial Artists. They are no different from the maggots of the Great Wei, and are deserving of annihilation."
A powerful figure roared, and it was right outside the Great Li Imperial City.
This terrified many of the descendants of the Shang Family.
Surely no one would target another clan just because their martial saint killed Jiang Ping.
"Shang Mingyuan, you old bastard, die!" Another voice rang out, alarming the Imperial City; it was suspected to be a Martial Saint.
Suddenly, the Imperial City was in turmoil; was another earth-shattering battle about to erupt?
Boom!
An earth-shattering pressure swept across the dilapidated Shang Family mansion, causing even the Shang Family's Half-Saint to tremble.
Is there really a righteous Peerless martial arts master who wants to stand up for Jiang Ping?
"Don't worry, they wouldn't dare," the Shang Family Head said calmly, reassuring the few remaining members of his clan.
Sure enough, things quickly calmed down; it was all bark and no bite.
Although Shang Mingyuan is despicable, his strength is undeniable; he could rank among the Top Five or three on the entire Xuanxin Island.
"I just wanted to go to the Jiang Family to see the Changshi Fist, and I was just showing off."
The Head of the Shang Family added.
As he expected, news spread that day that no fewer than three martial arts masters had visited Jiang Siqi.
In the following days, the Imperial City became even more bustling.
At the Dao Mountain.
It was unusually quiet here, with only the occasional sound of water.
Jiang Ping sat cross-legged in the main hall for several days, and his injuries were half healed, while the Martial Dao Furnace was completely repaired.
However, repairing the Golden Core is a difficult problem.
He attempted to repair the rift with the Life Trend, but the effect was poor; he could only prevent the Different Force from dissipating further.
"There are some special spiritual objects in the world that can be used to mend cracks in the Golden Core."
Jiang Ping muttered to himself.
If he were outside, Jiang Saint could easily find such a spiritual object for him.
However, he is trapped inside Dao Mountain and cannot leave in the short term.
So.
"We can use the Baptism of breaking through the great barrier to restore everything!"
Jiang Ping's eyes flickered slightly.