Once Chen Cuo left, the strange phenomena that had shrouded Chang'an City gradually faded.
Only after Chen Cuo led Nanmingzi and the other members of Great Hua Mountain away did the battle truly come to an end. Its aftershocks, however, had only just begun.
"What we saw today was truly earth-shaking!" In the wilderness outside Chang'an City, Hanyanzi spoke for a while, then suddenly sighed. "When a great sect with a legacy stretching back thousands of years makes its move, it truly is extraordinary. It had the power to overturn the Mortal World! Yet even so, it was no match for the Lord of Southern Chen..."
As he spoke, the scene before his eyes wavered. In a daze, he seemed to return to that day, standing before the boy who had only just entered the path and had yet to come into his own.
"In a mere few decades, he has attained what he has today. I was indeed wrong. 'Eyes but no pearls' describes me perfectly. No wonder my Dao Heart has been clouded all these years, Heart Demons have sprung up in droves, and I haven't advanced an inch in decades. I brought it on myself."
The others could all sense the dejection and decline hanging over the Daoist, and they understood it. After all, they had seen the Seven Days in the Sky and the Long Sword set within them with their own eyes!
"Seven Paths Forge the Sword, and the Mortal World entered Land Opening! That can already be called a monumental feat! It will surely become a legend passed down through the generations!" Dao Yezi was filled with emotion as well. "I thought the Buddhist School had staked everything on this attempt. With the other sects tacitly allowing it and watching from the sidelines, any