Boom!
As a massive spatial rift appeared in the sky, Wujian City opposite Eight-Dragon Cloud City rose into the air, entered it, and vanished from the Great Xia World—and even the Crimson Bright Realm.
"Ha ha, we won!"
"We won!"
At this moment, countless Immortals and Fiendgods within Eight-Dragon Cloud City cheered.
Had they lost, Wujian Gate's miserable fate would have been their future. Most of them would have died.
Fortunately, they had won. That was naturally worth celebrating.
"Now that this battle is over, Master, what are your plans?" Zhou Yu and Ji Ning stood atop Eight-Dragon Cloud City as Ji Ning asked.
"I'll go back and take a look, then I'll leave the Great Xia World," Zhou Yu said. "Although the war in the Crimson Bright Realm has ended, the great tribulation of the Three Realms has only just begun. I'll go wherever I'm needed."
Ji Ning felt a heaviness in his heart.
Although his master had been unstoppable in this war, the Crimson Bright Realm was merely an inconspicuous part of the Three Realms. Continuing to take part in other wars meant danger.
"Master, you must be careful." In the end, Ji Ning said no more. He knew he could not help with anything right now.
Zhou Yu smiled. "Don't overthink it. I'm still confident in my ability to stay alive. Your most urgent task now is to survive the Heavenly God Tribulation!"
Ji Ning nodded.
After the two spoke for a while, a spacetime vortex suddenly appeared nearby. Immediately afterward, a thin white-haired elder stepped out of it.
It was Patriarch Bodhi.
After Ji Ning paid his respects, Zhou Yu also cupped his hands. "Greetings, Senior Bodhi."
"No need for such formalities." Patriarch Bodhi smiled. "I came this time to take Ji Ning back to Mount