Seeing how astonished even the Nascent Soul True Lords were, the cultivators from various sects watching from afar began talking louder and louder.
"The Upper Eight Cave Spirit Islands... may have to reshuffle their rankings!"
"After this battle, Penglai Spirit Island might not even hold its place among the Upper Three Islands!"
"The Demon Lotus Sect is really going to soar into the heavens now! Sect Leader Qing, True Lord Budong, Ye Wushang, Jia Daoyi, Zhaoshenzi... with that top-level fighting strength, plus tens of thousands of elite battle formation cultivators and Golden Core True Persons."
"Tsk, tsk, from now on, the Gouwu Sea will probably be a three-legged cauldron, with the Demon Lotus Sect, Vajra Zen Sect, and Blissful Union Tower each holding one leg!"
"A three-legged cauldron? The way I see it, that old devil Sect Leader Qing might not settle for standing on equal footing with anyone..."
"Shh! Watch your tongue! Do you have a death wish?"
Voices filled with speculation, amazement, and awe rose all around.
Everyone knew that the order that had endured in the Gouwu Sea for nearly ten thousand years had, as of today, been broken.
Several hours later, a streak of five-colored light approached from the horizon, tearing across the sky before coming to a steady stop above Demon Lotus City.
Qing Chen had returned.
He still wore his black robe, but a few bloodstains marked the edges of its hem.
His expression was dark, and his aura still fluctuated somewhat. He had clearly been through a fierce battle.
Whoosh-
Countless gazes and streams of divine sense instantly converged on him in a dense mass.
Among the ruins, in midair, atop the city walls... every cultivator held their breath.
"Hmph." The purple-robed cultivator, the Deputy Mirror Lord of the Southeastern Circuit's