Yan Chihuo turned and flew back onto the airship. "Let's go. As long as we say nothing, the dead can tell no tales."
Lu Tianhua said, "Brother Yan, this battle greatly displayed the might of our human race. Why shouldn't we speak of it? We can simply say that, in the course of the fighting, the three Turtle Demons were caught in the crossfire. Given Yan Chihuo's abilities, there was no need for him to secretly kill three Dao Integration Stage demons. The Demon Race will surely believe it."
Slaying three demons of the same rank in one stroke had indeed consumed a great deal of Yan Chihuo's spiritual power. Still, the might of the Yin-Yang Six Harmonies Sword Formation had far exceeded his expectations. Yet it made him think once more of the Third Supreme Emperor's Seven Stars Composite Sword Formation. How difficult would it be to cultivate it to that level? Moreover, whether the Third Supreme Emperor had even used his full strength remained unknown.
If the Third Supreme Emperor had known what Yan Chihuo was thinking, he likely would have felt the urge to strangle him on the spot. When he had been at Yan Chihuo's level of cultivation, he had only been able to wield the Four Symbols Sword Formation.
The three Cultivators rescued aboard the airship stepped forward and bowed to Yan Chihuo. "Pei Li of the Blood Garment Sect, Leng Qing of the Jade Palace, and Shang Long of Misty Island thank you, Senior, for saving our lives."
Yan Chihuo waved a hand. "No need for such courtesy. We are all branches of the East Sea human race, leaves upon the same tree. Since I encountered you, how could I stand by without saving you?"
The airship flew for another half day before a