Seeing that the other party knew when to stop, Lu Tian did not continue entangling with him.
After paying Chiyou a visit, he flew straight beyond the nine heavens.
The battlefield had now returned to calm.
The experts of the Chan Sect, Jie Sect, Western Teachings, and Asura Race all ceased fighting, each withdrawing their aura.
Guangchengzi's face was ashen, the knot in his heart impossible to untie.
He had poured the efforts of several Kalpas into supporting the Eastern Human Race, only for it all to come to nothing!
This defeat hurt him far more deeply than taking a slash from Lu Tian.
"Fellow Daoists, it has been some time."
Lu Tian smiled and cupped his hands. He had only come to make an appearance.
The people of the Western Teachings wore similar smiles—
The calm composure of victors.
Yet to the Chan and Jie Sects, those smiles stung so badly that they clenched their fists, despite having no recourse.
What else could they do?
The two sects had joined forces and dispatched their elite disciples, confidently declaring that they would stop the Western Teachings from helping Xuanyuan claim victory.
And the result?
They had actually been beaten so badly by the Western Teachings that they could not even raise their heads!
"Leave. Return to Golden Ao Island at once and report back. Do not keep Master waiting!"
Daoist Duobao gave the order coldly, leading the Jie Sect immortals away.
He did not wish to remain in this western land for even another moment!
Before leaving, Chang Er Ding Guang Xian looked back and murmured, "The Western Teachings... are actually this powerful?"
"They may become a grave threat to our sect!"
Duobao's expression darkened further at those words, sparks nearly flying from between his teeth.
It had been one