"Holy Maiden Muxue is right. A Holy Son who grows by snuffing out others will never amount to much. Let him grow, and he will be the whetstone that hones us toward greater strength."
Unexpectedly, Xie Beichen also refused to act, making Lu Yunxuan seem all the more narrow-minded.
"Li Ji, we're leaving!"
Forcing down his anger, Lu Yunxuan turned and left. Li Ji glared furiously at Li Muxue before following him.
"Jinyu, take the army back to the Sacred Gate."
Leaving those words behind without paying Xie Beichen any heed, Li Muxue helped Mu Bai up and vanished from Blood River Demon Valley in a flicker.
Lu Changlin could only watch helplessly as Li Muxue took him away. Her true identity left him afraid to voice any objection.
Ling Jinyu did not wish to linger either. Everything she had witnessed today had dismantled, piece by piece, the confidence she had built over several years. Realizing that such a vast gulf still lay between her and a true Sacred Land Holy Maiden, between her and Mu Bai, she too silently led her army out of Blood River Demon Valley.
Seeing that the situation was beyond salvaging and that someone else had already beaten him to the Qingtian Demon Body, Xie Beichen swept his sleeve. The Heaven-Worshipping Sect's Jade-Green Broad Leaf flew swiftly away, carrying hundreds of thousands of White-Robed Followers. It was as though a white cloud had vanished from the sky above Blood River Demon Valley.
Only the Primordial Soul Sacred Land and the Li Dragon Tribe remained on the battlefield. All that slaughter had amounted to scooping water with a bamboo basket, so Lu Changlin vented his fury on Blood River Demon Valley. At his command, none were spared!
Amid the slaughter, Lu Yunxuan erupted in rage, leading