Army after army, thick with baleful qi, marched past the Supreme Great Sun Heavenly Palace.
At the very head of the reviewing formation stood, without question, the greatest contributors to this battle: the Supreme Great Sun Sword Dao Soldiers.
This force had entered the reincarnation of myriad lifetimes. At the cost of appalling casualties, they shattered Six Paths Dream Venerable's reincarnation dreamscape and, with resolute and unyielding sword-dao will, crushed more than half of Six Paths Reincarnation True Immortal Heir's authority.
Six Paths Dream Venerable's death had been the great turning point of this battle.
"Congratulations, fellow Daoists, on your victorious return."
"I am overjoyed."
Jiang Ding looked solemnly at this small, wounded force sprawled across the ground.
Most of these cultivators were sword cultivators missing arms and legs. The most grievously injured, such as Great Sun Yang Mang, the Seven Kill Quasi-Emperor, and Burial Heaven, had even had their flying swords and divine souls shattered, leaving behind only fragments. Their breath was as faint as a thread; they had nearly died completely. Even after a thousand years of recuperation, they had shown little improvement and looked as though they might perish at any moment.
Compared to the orderly, rigorously disciplined formations of Dharma cultivators in the other units, they resembled a motley band of stragglers.
Yet one thing was certain: the vitality and spirit of these sword cultivators were exceptionally pure, intense, and blazing.
This was the backbone of sword cultivators who battled heaven and earth!
"Hahaha!"
"It was just a trifling scene. What is there to speak of?"
Great Sun Yang Mang, the Seven Kill Quasi-Emperor, Burial Heaven, and the others laughed heartily, entirely unrestrained. Indeed, they had never been as relaxed as they were now.
Even before the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal Maiden, they showed little