Tang Changsheng and the others let out soft cries of surprise. They had never expected to hit the jackpot like this!
After revealing their achievement, Tang Changsheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. From here on, he had to keep a low profile—lower and lower still. Above all, he could not let Bai Ruhui notice him again!
"This was thanks to True Person Yuan," Tang Changsheng said with an earnest smile. "I may be the team leader, but True Person Yuan was the one who led us. He deserves a share of the credit!"
Yuan Zicheng looked momentarily stunned, then gave a wry laugh and was about to refuse. Why should a cultivator stoop to the petty scheming of mortals?
But something suddenly occurred to him. His gaze sharpened, and he said, "Then I'll accept this favor from you. I'll be sure to repay you someday!"
Tang Changsheng breathed easier. He and Gu Junjie and the others bowed together. "True Person Yuan led us in the first place. How can you call it a favor?"
Clearly, Yuan Zicheng had no desire to remain on the Battlefield sweeping up small fry.
They had held off the Tribal Stockade Ghost Gods for two hours and slain the Ancestral God of Fire Spirit Stockade. Their achievement was already immense. What reason was there to stay on the Battlefield?
After a moment's thought, he led Tang Changsheng and the others out of the Battlefield. He plainly held an extraordinary position and carried a special Heavenly Court Talisman Token. Whenever anyone blocked their way, he only had to show it. Whether Imperial Court troops or heavenly soldiers and generals, all treated him with utmost respect.
Thus Tang Changsheng's group left the Battlefield without a single obstacle. Just then, Tang Changsheng glanced back.
He happened to