The entire battle had unfolded too fast, the actions too swift, the victory too sudden—so fast that almost no one had time to react.
By the time they did, they saw this scene.
The Buddhist warships were fleeing at full speed, while Li Xiaoyao led a densely packed Qilin Clan army in pursuit.
"This..."
Watching everything go so smoothly, a trace of bewilderment flashed through Lu Changsheng's eyes. Was it really this easy?
Was it really this smooth?
Then what had all his earlier efforts been?
"Full speed ahead."
As Ye Lin's words fell, the warship beneath him suddenly accelerated, and the fighting ahead grew several times fiercer.
The Buddhist cultivators had no heart to resist at all, so naturally they fled at great speed.
Whenever they encountered stray Buddhist cultivators along the way, Qilin Clan experts aboard the warships would strike and deal with them.
Though these Qilin Clan experts could not compare to those peak prodigies, dealing with the likes of you was still simplicity itself.
The forces that had originally remained loyal to the Qilin Clan had been barely clinging on, but upon hearing that the Qilin Clan had begun its counterattack, they were all stirred into action and joined the battle one after another.
At this moment, the entire Heaven-Overturning Great Galaxy descended into chaos once more. Countless forces were dispatching experts, sending reinforcements without end.
Just as the battle here raged with earth-shaking intensity, elsewhere, Ye Yang was racing onward while dragging his severely wounded body.
"Damn it, I almost died at that brat's hands."
Ye Yang cursed under his breath as he fled.
Those Buddhists did not know, but he did.
That youngster who had attacked him earlier had once been someone who constantly followed at Ye Lin's side.
When they had met before,