The Dark Radiance Flame Finally Transforms; a Turn of the Hand Sets the Mining Game (Monthly Votes, Please)

The astonishing news that a Core Formation True Person had appeared, slain three Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Zheng Family with a single sword strike, and cleaved a warship apart burst like thunder from a clear sky, instantly spreading throughout the territory of the Xue Family of Golden Valley Ridge.

At this moment of life and death, everyone in the lineage, young or old, male or female, who had even a shred of strength had turned out in force. Within the last remaining Clan-Guarding Grand Formation, they transported supplies, treated the wounded, or defended themselves with talismans clenched in their hands.

An atmosphere of despair and tragic resolve shrouded everyone like thick fog.

When news arrived in succession that the Zheng Family cultivators were fleeing in panic and the Xue Family cultivators had charged out after them, everyone was stunned, scarcely able to believe it.

Only when they saw that imposing, inscrutable green-robed figure step through the air into their territory, respectfully escorted by their patriarch, did their pent-up emotions erupt like floodwaters bursting through a dam!

"We pay our respects, True Person-"

"We thank you for saving us, True Person!"

Scattered, trembling voices choked with tears rose here and there, then swiftly converged into a torrent like roaring mountains and surging seas, echoing again and again through the mountains of Gold Valley Ridge: "We bow in gratitude to the True Person for saving our lineage-!"

Their voices shook the heavens, brimming with the wild joy of surviving disaster, boundless gratitude toward their savior, and the release of grief suppressed for far too long.

Below, the densely packed crowd bowed low-gray-haired heads, children's twin-knotted hair, and women's high buns alike. They pressed their foreheads to the ground, shoulders shaking violently, tears and snot streaming down their faces as they shouted