Future Aspirations, Finally Over

"Oh, right—Source Saint is still a sophomore at Battlepeak University. He actually took part in Xia Nation's largest-scale battle."

"Source Saint must be a Tenth-Realm Martial Artist by now, right? To fight alongside Ning Shen and Hope Saint, his realm must be incredibly high."

"Of course. A few months ago, Source Saint was already ranked first on the Martial Saint Rankings. After so much time, he must have become Tenth Realm long ago."

Countless discussions erupted, and the people below could no longer hold back their chatter.

Zhao Feiguang and the others, along with the many Martial Saints, stared dazedly at Saint Ning Ran and the others above.

They had never expected that, in the final battle, they would not even have had room to intervene. They had not even received news of the operation.

It was impossible not to feel regret. They regretted being unable to join Ning Shen and the other two in battle.

They thought that perhaps Ning Shen had not informed them out of concern for their safety.

Other than Ning Shen, no one in Xia Nation knew Yuan's true strength. Not telling them had also been a form of protection.

After a brief moment of regret, everyone revealed relieved expressions.

Although it was a pity that they had not participated in the final battle, the Hunyuan Clan had been destroyed. Their joy far outweighed their regret.

But Ning Shen, Hope Saint, and Source Saint alone had wiped out the entire Hunyuan Clan. Just how strong did the three of them have to be to accomplish that?

Even if the Hunyuan Clan did not have several million Hunyuan Beasts, it must have had at least one or two million, right?

How had Ning Shen and the others dealt with so many Hunyuan Beasts with only