"No need!" Xiao Hua sighed. "Let's do it together! They are all brave warriors of our Dao Sect. If their remains are not brought back to Xuntian City, I will not be at ease either!"
As he spoke, Xiao Hua rose into the air and flew in one direction. His hands swept out again and again; every Dao Sect cultivator's corpse was gathered into his hands and placed in his storage bag. As for the sword cultivators' corpses, Xiao Hua did not touch them in the slightest, taking only their storage bags and flying swords!
This cleanup took more than half an hour. Yet apart from the surging river and the occasional sweep of divine sense, no one came to disturb them. It was rather peaceful.
"Let's go!" Xiao Hua was accustomed to such work, so he was the first to fly into the air. After waiting a moment, Li Zongbao and Xiao Mao flew over as well. Xiao Hua beckoned with his hand and flew southward!
After the three had flown for a long while, the several thousand sword cultivators finally emerged hesitantly. Some began clearing the battlefield, while others flew in all directions, presumably to notify the other Illusory Sword senior masters!
Xiao Hua and the others flew for only half an hour, gathering the corpses of quite a few cultivators along the way, before turning westward. Li Zongbao had originally intended to point out the direction, but seeing Xiao Hua so confident, he knew Xiao Hua had already discovered something and kept silent.
Sure enough, before long, Li Zongbao's divine sense also discovered that more than a thousand cultivators had gathered not far away. They seemed to be waiting, yet also seemed to be planning something!
Only when Li Zongbao and the others flew closer did those