Kujue alone against the Six Friends of Jingtian should have been a battle worthy of entering the annals of history. After all, one True Person against six True Persons was rarely heard of in the world.
But because the battle took place in the Long River, and happened to coincide with the Dragon Palace Banquet, the beginning of the Great Void Assembly, and the Nine-Dragon Sun-Supporting Eternal Mountain and River Seal suppressing the Long River...
This earthshaking battle both began and ended within the Long River, never disturbing the people of the world.
No matter how wild the waves and how fierce the billows, they ultimately settled into clear ripples... leaving the water like a mirror reflecting the sky. In that reflection, a few idle clouds gathered, then drifted apart.
Ripples spread across the ten-thousand-mile Long River, and nearly every one of the Six Friends of Jingtian bore wounds.
The yellow-faced old monk lay on his back atop the river. The blood of a True Person seeped outward in every direction.
The river wind blew quietly, scattering the dense mist that had formed during the battle. Ahead, one could vaguely see the suppression bridge—a vast, ancient, and magnificent presence. For countless millennia, it had changed nothing, yet it had changed the Long River.
The reflection in the water was like a flowing painting. The Six Friends of Jingtian walked over the water, passing the yellow-faced old monk one after another.
"Ah, it wasn't as easy as expected." Old Daoist Cang Shen walked at the front, giving his assessment. "Everyone underestimated him."
The stern Licorice nodded in agreement. "Kujue... is very strong."
"Hiss..." White Atractylodes covered her right cheek and took out a bronze mirror, examining herself as she walked. "Looks like my face is ruined."
"It's all because you lot