"My fellow Daoists, there are no seniors here, only fellow Daoists! Let us celebrate together that we have won this battle!"
Wu Chuxun's expression straightened, and he solemnly clasped his fists and bowed to all around him, including the empty places.
This tribute is to our fellow believers who are still alive.
This salute is also a tribute to the comrades who died in this battle.
"Congratulations, fellow Daoist!"
"Congratulations, fellow Daoist!"
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For a moment, everyone forgot about the familiar figures that had disappeared and began to congratulate each other.
After everyone paid their respects, Wu Chuxun became indifferent and continued.
"Fellow Daoists! After days of fierce battles, we have finally won the final victory, and the great formation that has blocked our entire cultivation world has been broken! I am honored to fight alongside you, fellow Daoists!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone around him bowed.
"Fellow Daoist Wu! We are fortunate to share this great undertaking with you!"
"That's right! Without you all fighting hard, we will be trapped forever!"
Listening to the various opinions, Wu Chuxun raised his hand and gently pressed it, and everyone looked over at once.
"My fellow Daoists, you're mistaken. Without your fierce fighting, it would be impossible for us to achieve the final victory in this war relying on just a few of us!"
Wu Chuxun said this and gestured to Ning Ping.
"For example, Fellow Daoist Ning Ping, you may not know this yet! He was the one who broke through the exquisite heaven-locking formation."
Then he swept his eyes over everyone's face one by one and spoke in an extremely solemn tone.
"Also, if you hadn't been holding off the endless stream of Saint Ground monks below and guarding our retreat, we wouldn't have been able to fight in peace."
Just as a sense of pride surged in everyone's heart, Wu Chuxun continued speaking.
"So, when it comes to merit, everyone here, as well as the fellow Taoists who perished in this battle, deserves the greatest credit!"
"Together, we have secured a path to immortality for the entire cultivation world. Today's actions will mark a crucial turning point for our world. The names of all of you will surely be remembered by future generations! You will leave a lasting mark in the annals of history!"
After he finished speaking, everyone nodded slightly with a serious look on their faces. The feeling of being recognized by the most powerful person in the entire cultivation world was completely different.
For a moment, everyone felt an unprecedented sense of pride.
It was he who personally fought for a brand new future for the world of cultivation.
"I didn't expect that it was Fellow Daoist Ning who broke the formation. I admire you so much!"
At this time, Shi Yangxu, the only survivor of Taiqing Sect, saluted Ning Ping with a calm face.
Now of course he also knew that Shi Yi was Ning Ping's clone, and the previous unhappiness disappeared in this battle.
"Friend Shi Dao, please don't insult me. It was just luck!" Ning Ping smiled helplessly and quickly returned the gift.
Wu Chuxun's actions just now were undoubtedly a secret compliment to himself, paving the way for his future.
"You, you!" Shi Yangxu smiled slightly and shook his head.
At this time, Su Yijian and the only remaining elders of Jianfeng, Hong Qingshi and Lu Danying, also came over.
"Shi Yi... no, Ning Ping, our Xuanyue Sword Sect suffered heavy losses in this battle. Including you, there are only four of us left!"
In this battle, several other Jianfeng elders and the headmaster Lin Hanxue all died on the spot, making their faces look extremely ugly.
"Greetings, Elder Hong and Elder Lu! Casualties are inevitable, but we will surely prosper again in the future!"
Ning Ping sighed slightly and said something comforting.
"Then you have to return to the sect and take charge! Don't forget, you are from my Xuanyue Sword Sect! Hey, even Lin Hanxue died in this battle!"
At this moment, Su Yijian's eyes flashed slightly.
Ning Ping was slightly stunned after hearing this, but then he immediately understood the other party's thoughts.
"Don't worry, I am naturally a member of the Xuanyue Sword Sect!"
"Okay! Okay! That's good!"
After hearing Ning Ping's words, Su Yijian instantly felt relieved.
After this battle, everyone present must have become famous, and Ning Ping is undoubtedly the first to bear the brunt of the fame.
First, he led the troops to sneak into the holy land and expose the conspiracy of the holy land.
Secondly, it broke the formation that had existed for hundreds of thousands of years in the entire cultivation world of Kaifeng Town, making the path to immortality unobstructed for all cultivators.
With these two things, Ning Ping's reputation in the entire cultivation world will probably be unmatched.
"Ning Ping, you all know these people, so you should get closer to them from now on!"
Just as they were dealing with Su Yijian and his men, Gui Ying came over with several powerful men from the demon clan.
It’s amazing that these monsters have thick skin and strong flesh, and not a single one of them died.
"Old Turtle, of course, I'm a brother to you all!"
Ning Ping smiled and greeted the other great monsters one by one.
"That's right! Ning Ping is my brother, so naturally we're close!"
At this time, Yuan Qi stepped forward and put his arm around Ning Ping's shoulders, then continued with his eyes bright.
"Ning Ping, you're really strong, how about you teach me?"
"Go away! You can talk about this little thing later!"
At this time, Guiying slapped Yuan Qi's hand away in annoyance, then turned around and said to Ning Ping with a serious face.
"Old Turtle, I'm about to leave, but I still can't let go of those little ones. Please help take care of them from now on!"
"Don't worry, Mr. Turtle, I know what to do!" Ning Ping agreed immediately.
To be honest, the time I spent with the demon race was the most comfortable one. I really miss that kind of paradise-like life where we lived in seclusion from the world.
The demon race still has no way to refine the transformation pill, and this is what Guiying is most concerned about.
Although Gui Ying did not say it explicitly, Ning Ping naturally understood this point, and even thought about developing a set of techniques for refining transformation pills for the demon clan in the future.
"Ning Ping really doesn't need to kill everyone here..."
Everything was implied without words, and Guiying understood it in his heart after hearing it.
"Okay! When you're bored in your spare time, go to the island and relax. I've also hidden a jar of herbal wine there, specially for you!"
When Yuan Qi and others heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up.
"Get out of here, you bastard!" Seeing this, Gui Ying slapped him in the face angrily, glanced around and said harshly.
"Everyone, remember this! This jar of Hundred Herbs Wine is reserved for Ning Ping. No one is allowed to touch it!"
Amidst joy, this scene is coming to an end.
Because the light emitted by the ascension channel above the nine heavens is now showing a tendency to gradually weaken.
Almost everything that needed to be explained had been explained. Wu Chuxun looked at Ning Ping deeply, raised his head, and said lightly.
"Everyone, we'll be leaving first, but before we go, we can't stay here any longer! How about we all work together to destroy this altar?"
