As the two decrees from Abbot Hui'an and Qing Chen descended, the murderous atmosphere that had shrouded the Golden Scale Sea Region for days finally began to dissipate.
Many people breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, in a battle of such magnitude, heaven only knew whether they would survive.
Of course, the shock of this showdown had already been carved deep into the hearts of hundreds of thousands of cultivators. Even years later, they would not dare forget it.
Such earth-shaking might-a Cloudtop Showdown the likes of which Gouwu Sea had not seen in ten thousand years.
Either one of those two possessed the power to slaughter their hundreds of thousands of cultivators!
High in the sky, Qing Chen leaned on the Blood River God-Slaying Spear, his aura gradually recovering.
His Immortal Realm body had recuperative powers practically on par with a demon beast's.
He slowly descended, each step producing a dull, heavy thud.
Below, within the Demon Lotus Sect's fleet, Ye Wushang, Tie Ming, Wei Ting, Gong Shisan, and the others hurried forward to greet him.
Most of Ye Wushang's smugness over his earlier breakthrough had long since faded. "Heh, Brother Qing really has become a regional lord now."
Beside him, Heavenly Shu True Lord stroked his beard and smiled, a keen light flickering in his eyes, as though he could see a future in which the Shushan Sword Sect rode this wind back into Great Jin. Their Sword Sect finally had a powerful ally.
"Congratulations, Marquis!" Tie Ming said quietly, undisguised awe in his eyes. His heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled back into his belly.
They had seen that battle clearly-Qing Chen had taken Hui'an's "Mount Sumeru Great Annihilation Finger" head-on without losing!
Head-on! That was a Spirit Venerable-grade spell!
Even throughout their