"It's finally over."
In the devastation-riddled Void, the Zhou Tian One-Qi Great Formation slowly dispersed.
Man Daoist, Celestial Lord Chao, Kongchanzi, Bai Liaochan, and the others tumbled out of the Great Formation.
The many cultivators staggered as they fell, then were gently caught by Fanming, who flew up to meet them.
Struggling to hold himself up, Celestial Lord Chao could not help looking toward where Buddha Lord Tianshang had just been. He sighed with mixed feelings.
Though an unparalleled blood feud lay between them, Buddha Lord Tianshang was undoubtedly the most memorable Mahayana cultivator he had ever encountered.
Whether it was his exceedingly high cultivation, his overbearing methods, or his meticulous, unfathomable mind, all had inspired profound wariness in his opponent, along with a measure of genuine respect.
That respect had nothing to do with allegiances or grudges.
Thus, watching Buddha Lord Tianshang enter final nirvana beneath the Tribulation Lightning, he felt conflicted, but ultimately let out a long breath of relief.
A smile then rose on his face, and he turned toward the greatest contributor to this battle-Wang Ba.
He was about to speak when he saw Wang Ba rapidly calculating on his fingers. Though he wore a smile, deep worry lingered in his eyes. Celestial Lord Chao's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked through voice transmission:
"Taiyi, what's wrong?"
Hearing him, Wang Ba glanced at Celestial Lord Chao, hesitation flickering through his eyes. Then he lowered his hand, gently shook his head, and said quietly:
"Nothing. Perhaps I'm worrying too much."
Then his tone brightened slightly:
"Everyone has expended a great deal in this battle, and the Silkworm Dragon Realm has also suffered damage. Chao Shi, everyone, hurry and recuperate, lest it affect your cultivation."
Celestial Lord Chao frowned slightly. Naturally, he could tell Wang Ba was concealing