Chapter 338: No Regrets in My Heart

battle flag.After it cooled slightly, Bai Qian took out the rough draft of the battle flag and grabbed the hammer and smashed it down.With a single blow, Lu Ye seemed to hear a series of hammer strike...Some even say that Li Baxian is intentionally provoking trouble. If Jin Yunlou really can't hold back and acts here, the consequences will be endless.

Unless they are absolutely sure they can kill Lu Ye!

If this is true, they are the heroes of the Blasphemer's Bog.

It is conceivable that under Li Baxian's protection, he would find it incredibly difficult to slay the entire clan of those who had brought about their family's destruction.

The man in black didn't have that kind of confidence, so he didn't dare to make any move.

"He secretly regretted it. If he had known this would happen, he should have taken his disciples back to the Nine States. He was greedy for those two days, and now the Jinyun Tower is in an embarrassing situation."

The short sword let out a faint, ringing clang as its blade slashed downwards. The jade plaque hanging at the black-clad man's waist shattered into pieces with a deafening boom.

With the destruction of the jade plaque, the formation ceased to operate. Although a layer of light still shrouded it, it had lost all its power.

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This matter has become too big. Battles at the Lingxi Battlefield rarely affect the Nine Provinces, after all, the Lingxi Realm's level is still too low. But this time, events at the Lingxi Battlefield have caused both sides of the Shenhai Realm to gather and discuss solutions.

It can be said that the extermination clan did many things that ordinary Lingxi Realm cultivators couldn't do. A good Lingxi battlefield was also because of him, making it full of smoke and chaos.

If he dared to appear on the battlefield at Lingxi at this time, he would surely be targeted by all sorts.

The elderly man looked back at Pang Zhen again: "The agreed-upon compensation will be ready within a month."

After a brief moment, the Sea of Divine Consciousness from Wanmo Ridge flew away under the guidance of that old man.

Pang Zhenchang let out a long sigh, the string of tension in his heart finally loosened. For the sake of the Lingxi battlefield, they, as Sea God Realm cultivators, had been staying here for several days, keeping a close eye on the movements of the battlefield. Living with this constant anxiety was a rare experience in itself.

"Let's go," Pang Zhen called out. Everyone rose into the air, then scattered quickly. After all, they came from different states and lands, and their directions back home were certainly different.

On the way, Pang Zhendao said to Tang Lao, "Old Tang, that kid is now at the ninth level. After he finishes transferring to a heavenly-grade martial art, he should probably go to the core circle, right"

What do you mean

"If he is willing, he can go to the Zhengqi Gate's headquarters to cultivate."

The Sect Leader nodded: "Later, I'll tell him, and let him decide for himself."

The Grandmaster understands, this is not Pang Zhen luring his own disciples or the Bixue Sect, but a form of protection.

Since Lu Ye caused such a stir on the Lingxi battlefield this time, all the forces of Wàn Mó Lǐng regarded him as a thorn in their side. Although his cultivation at the Ninth Layer of Lingxi Realm was considered top-notch within the inner circle, after transferring to a Heaven-Grade Technique and entering the core circle, it wasn't anything special anymore.

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At that time, he will definitely be targeted by the cultivators of Wan Mo Ridge. It is foreseeable that once he enters the core circle, the attacks from Wan Mo Ridge will begin.

The situation in the core circle is different from that in the inner circle. There are many strong individuals there, and their responses are much faster. Even if Lu Ye has methods to break through formations, it will be very difficult for him to act as freely as he did in the inner circle.

Zhengqimen is a first-rank sect after all. If Lu Ye went to Zhengqimen's base for cultivation, he would be safer.

As fellow cultivators from the military state, we should help and support each other.

But this matter, the headmaster couldn't answer. He only said to ask Lu Ye.

Seven or eight days later, a sword light descended from the heavens and landed in the midst of the Bi Xue Sect's base.

The reason it took so long was that even with Li Baixian's cultivation, taking several people on a magic weapon would be quite taxing. On this journey back, everyone took turns wielding the magic weapon, which naturally slowed down the speed considerably.

Even though news has spread that the massacre of the Wanmo Ridge has ended, people there are still immersed in the atmosphere of fear and subjugation. They dare not relax for even a moment, with all cultivators remaining stationed at their posts around the clock, ready for any eventuality.

On the main plaza of the Bixue Sect's headquarters, hundreds of cultivators who had received the news were already waiting. When they saw the sword light descend, led by Chen Yu and Gu Yang, everyone bowed: "Welcome back to the sect, Fifth Senior Brother!"

As Hua Ci said before, when they heard that Lu Ye led the Haotian Alliance army to fight in the inner circle, the cultivators of Bixue Zong kept clamoring to go help. They were just too far away, and their cultivation levels were not high enough, so they eventually stopped making a fuss.

It was finally revealed that Lu Ye had mobilized a second allied army, and Hua Ci went to assist them as their representative.

Now that Lu Ye has accomplished his mission and returned, the Bi Xue Sect naturally welcomes him with warmth. Their sect leader achieved so much outside the walls, even the disciples who didn't participate couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.

Because the stance ofostly those with lower cultivation levels, from the Yunhe Realm and Zhenhu Realm.Although the Blood Clan of the Divine Sea Realm could still hold on, they couldn't help but feel apprehensive and fear...