"Finally dead... This battle was undoubtedly the hardest battle I have ever experienced in my life!"
Supreme One Chongming looked down at the crowd below, who had been blasted apart by the golden seal's radiance, and finally revealed a gratified smile. After fighting for so long, he too was at the end of his strength. Being able to kill this great enemy of the Supreme One Clan at the very end meant he had no regrets.
Although the Supreme One Clan had also suffered grievous losses in this battle, more than twenty thousand core disciples had survived. Compared to the Maha Clan and Buddha Clan, which had once been exterminated, they were already incredibly fortunate amid their misfortune.
"Brother, after this battle ends, let's not enter slumber anymore. We probably only have a few years left to live. Let's use the time we have left to do a little more for our Supreme One Clan!" Supreme One Chongyan said softly.
Given their current condition, they had expended too much of their origin. Even if they entered slumber, it would serve little purpose. At most, they would only last another century or so before dying anyway. Since that was the case, they might as well not sleep. They would use the last of their Sacred Ancestor might to do one final thing for the Supreme One Clan.
"Alright, we'll do as you say!" Supreme One Chongming nodded, feeling that this seemed quite good as well.
On the other side, the many cultivators of the Supreme One Clan had already descended into celebration.
They had finally defeated this terrifying enemy and preserved the dignity and glory of the Primordial Clan. After this battle, who would dare challenge the Supreme One Clan's rule so lightly in the future?
At the very least, the