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Upon hearing this, everyone finally came to their senses...

An embarrassed look appeared on his face.

Ye Qingge raised the corners of her mouth slightly, rolled her eyes at him, and thought to herself, "After thousands of years, his skin is still so thick!"

But deep down, she really liked it.

The Pei Clan Ancestor hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking, "What is your current cultivation level? How come...?"

"Even immortals couldn't withstand your attack?"

This is the issue that everyone is concerned about; everyone witnessed Lin Feng's performance just now.

Let alone an emperor.

Even the True Immortal of the Immortal Realm are no match for him.

That's way too exaggerated.

If we were to say that the Immortal Great Emperor was the most powerful emperor in the Nine Provinces Continent in the past...

Now, it seems the word "mortal realm" will have to be removed.

Even in the Immortal Realm, they would likely be extremely ferocious beings.

After all, forcing True Immortal back with a single palm strike was truly astonishing.

In addition, there's the celestial artifact, the Taiping Sword...

They found that the more they thought about Lin Feng, the more unfathomable he seemed.

What does it mean to admire someone as a towering mountain?

That's it!

Lin Feng, of course, knew everyone's doubts. He shook his head and said:

"Strictly speaking, these leek immortals are not True Immortal!"

He paused for a moment, then said, "I will explain these things to you all slowly."

"Let's clean up the mess first!"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded and stopped pursuing the topic.

This earth-shattering battle has finally come to an end.

Although the battle was ultimately won, the defending forces of all major factions suffered considerable losses.

The casualties were heavy.

At this moment, Jiang Wuji and the others trembled with fear; they all knew that everything was over.

Three of the Four Venerables have died.

Another one is a spy...

Of the hundreds of immortals in the lower realm, only Jin Han remains alive, but his cultivation has been sealed by Lin Feng.

Utter defeat.

But none of them tried to escape, because they knew it was impossible.

Where in this vast world can they find a place to belong?

Yuan Ruoyu glanced at Jiang Wuji and asked, "What should we do with them?"

Although she knew that they would not let Jiang Wuji and the others go.

But with Lin Feng there, the instinct is still to let him handle it...

Lin Feng looked at Jiang Wuji, Gu Baihong, and the Hua Clan Zuo Clan ancestors, many of whom were familiar faces.

Although they had little interaction, they were both powerful figures who dominated their respective eras.

Lin Feng sighed and said calmly, "Taiping, please see these fellow Daoists off on their way."

"Ancestor Wuji!"

Jiang Wuji snorted coldly, took a deep breath, and his expression became much more composed.

Now, he doesn't feel much fear anymore.

However, he still felt a little regretful, because until now, he had never been able to truly take control of the overall situation!

"If you already have a livelihood, why did you even have a maple tree?"

Jiang Wuji murmured to himself, feeling quite moved, and thought he was born at the wrong time.

"Good!"

The somewhat immature voice of the Taiping Sword Spirit rang out.

Immediately, sword intent erupted, and destructive sword energy swept across, instantly enveloping the area where Jiang Wuji and the others were located.

There was no resistance.

After the blinding light faded, everything returned to calm.

From then on, there was no more Patriarch Jiang in this world.

Next, it's time to clean up the mess.

The battle was extremely brutal, with heavy casualties on both sides, although most of the victims were never found.

However, a small number can still be identified.

All the major powers want to find these people and bring them back to their sects for burial.

There are also various fragments of magical artifacts and storage rings; I don't know how many have been lost.

Clean up the battlefield and collect the spoils.

These are all necessary procedures; the winning party has the right to enjoy more resources.

This time, all the major forces have mobilized.

Because the Jiang Clan and other powerful forces are among the top-tier powers, the storage rings they left behind are priceless.

On a hillside.

Lin Feng looked at Jin Han and asked calmly, "You actually know about the Nine Palaces Secret Treasury?"

Jin Han raised his eyes, a knowing glint in them.

Just as I expected.

Only in this way can we explain why Lin Feng, a mere mortal emperor, is so terrifyingly strong.

Jin Han remained silent for a moment before saying, "I only happened to see a few fragments of records in an ancient ruin in the Immortal Court."

"I don't know much about it."

Lin Feng nodded, ending the conversation.

On one side, Venerable Heavenly Fate and Ye Xi stood quietly waiting.

The Venerable Heavenly Fate was not Lin Feng's undercover agent from the beginning.

He was later turned to the other side.

The reason is simple: he also discovered the truth about the Immortal Court and wanted to break free from its control.

At first, he genuinely wanted to get rid of Lin Feng.

However, after several exchanges with Lin Feng, he became increasingly shocked by Lin Feng's strength.

That is, until he believed that Lin Feng was truly capable of standing up to the Heavenly Court.

That's why the two of them set up this scheme.

To find out what exactly happened in the Immortal Court, we must lure the immortals down to the mortal realm.

No matter how confident Lin Feng was, he didn't dare to actually storm into the Immortal Court.

One wrong move and you could ruin yourself.

Lin Feng paused for a moment, then turned to look at Venerable Heavenly Fate and Ye Xi beside him and said:

"He's in your hands now, ask him slowly!"

Ye Xi nodded excitedly. "Understood, Master!"

The Venerable Heavenly Fate hesitated for a moment, then looked at Lin Feng and said, "Lin Feng, our actions this time may thoroughly enrage the Immortal Court!"

You should still prepare in advance!

"The unification of the Three Realms is imminent. At that time, we will no longer be facing someone like Jin Han!"

Lin Feng's expression turned serious, and he waved his hand, saying, "Don't worry, we'll get everything under control as soon as possible!"

Ye Xi was stunned. "..."

This sounds so familiar, it's kind of weird.

The two of them left with Jin Han.

Lin Feng returned to the cave where he had slept for several months, took one look around, and felt somewhat emotional.

Not long after.

Yuan Ruoyu, Ye Qingge, and the others came one by one to say goodbye to him; they were the leaders of their respective factions.

There are so many things to do now.

The main point is that they all understand that now that everyone is here, no one can monopolize Lin Feng.

It's better to go back for now...

Of course, there was another reluctant conversation, and Lin Feng promised to visit them as soon as possible.

Then they all dispersed.

The battlefield had been mostly cleaned up, and the various factions came to say goodbye to Lin Feng before departing.

The Primordial Mountain Range have returned to their former solitude and desolation.

The scars left by this battle may take tens of thousands of years to heal.

A corner of the battlefield.

Great Elder Chen Xiu knelt on the ground, took out a white cloth, and wrapped it around the only remaining leg of the Supreme Elder Fang Chen of the Xuanqing Sect.

Then he picked up the mangled corpse of the Fifth Elder Dong Kun.

They took out the coffins that had been prepared beforehand and placed the remains of the two people inside.

Chen Xiu sighed and said, "Grand Elder, Fifth Brother, we won! Let's go back to the sect!"

Both men were killed shortly after the start of the battle.

Chen Xiu had calculated things well; he only lost an arm, and it was remarkable that he, a mere early-stage Void Refinement, could survive to the end in such a great battle.

It's simply a miracle...

He didn't say goodbye to Ancestor Lin Feng, just like when they arrived, and didn't attract much attention.

Three Void Refinement stage cultivators, it's not like three Great Emperors have arrived!

Who would even notice them?

Chen Xiu thought to himself, "As long as I have a clear conscience, that's enough!"

Lin Feng stood on the hillside, looking at the desolate landscape.

He sighed.

Suddenly he remembered something and went to find Qingdai. At that moment, the Taiping Sword and the Immortal Binding Rope were with Qingdai.

As if afraid she'd run away...

To be honest, Qingdai really wanted to leave with Ye Qingge. She didn't know how to face Lin Feng if she stayed!

But the Taiping Sword kept following her. I'll break this broken sword sooner or later!

Qingdai thought to herself.

"Master, you've arrived!"

Upon seeing him, the Taiping Sword Spirit happily exclaimed, "Sister Qingdai has been waiting for you for a long time!"

"She couldn't wait to rush into the secret realm before you were even fully awake, and it took me a lot of effort to get her out."

Qingdai: "..."

If she weren't truly outmatched, she really would have smashed the sword in half.

As Qingdai watched him approach, she panicked slightly, her heart pounding in her chest.

What to do?

He doesn't really think I'm here to deliver Milk Tea, does he?

Lin Feng glanced at her somewhat embarrassedly and asked, "Are you really going to buy me a drink?"

"To be honest, I am indeed of great use now!"

He felt a mix of emotions.

Let alone a demon, even many people might not be able to repay a small kindness with a great one.

Qingdai blushed. "..."

She felt incredibly shy; although Lin Feng hadn't said it explicitly, his meaning was quite clear.

Most importantly, she didn't seem to be very resistant to it?