A gentle breeze stirred.
The Five Immortals Mountain Golden Summit had become no more than a passing cloud of the past.
All that remained was an immense, bottomless crater, with scorched earth everywhere and oppressive waves of heat.
Jiang Yuechu stood in the air, her robes fluttering.
[Slain a Tower-Climbing Realm creature. Gained 524,872 years of Dao Cultivation.] [Slain a Tower-Climbing Realm creature. Gained 524,870 years of Dao Cultivation.] [Slain a Tower-Climbing Realm creature. Gained 524,871 years of Dao Cultivation.] [Slain a Tower-Climbing Realm creature. Gained 524,868 years of Dao Cultivation.] [Slain a Tower-Climbing Realm creature. Gained 524,862 years of Dao Cultivation.]
The string of notifications slowly faded from her mind.
Jiang Yuechu did some mental arithmetic.
The five True Persons had yielded more than 2.6 million years of Dao Cultivation altogether.
Added to that were the hundred-odd thousand years left from killing the Crimson Silk Demon Emperor and the disciples of Five Immortals Mountain earlier.
[Remaining Dao Cultivation: 2,774,300 years]
But Jiang Yuechu was in no hurry to allocate points.
She slowly gathered her thoughts and looked north.
Rather than seclude herself here to digest her gains...
She might as well first return to the capital on the momentum of her great victory, put the whole city at ease, and then decide what to do.
At that thought, the girl's gaze swept over the ravaged, scorched earth below, but her brows drew together almost unconsciously.
What a pity.
That strike of the Whale-Spending Technique had indeed been ferociously powerful beyond compare.
But precisely because it had been so fierce, it had blasted the five old monsters' Primordial Spirits into oblivion, leaving not even scraps behind.
They had dissipated too quickly.
So quickly that she had not even had a chance to use the **Ten Thousand