Looking at Ling Xian, who was playing with the undead cat and enjoying the show, the man didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't know what to say.
Everyone in the alliance felt the same way. However, nobody was going to criticize him.
Ling Xian was the biggest hero of this battle. Even if he was cheering for the demonic sect, nobody would dare to criticize him.
Of course, there was no way Ling Xian was cheering for the demonic sect. The reason why he was watching was because there was no suspense in the outcome of the battle.
Without the special technique, the elites of the demonic sect were no different than normal people. Fighting against two would be difficult, let alone fighting against a thousand.
The few elders were the same. They lost the right to fight against the 12 Dao Reasoning cultivators.
Therefore, the battle was one-sided. Within a few breaths, all the elites of the demonic sect were dead. Not only was there no one from the alliance dead, there wasn't even a slight injury.
The battle above was similar. Though the five elders gave their all, they could not defend against the 12 Dao Reasoning cultivators. They were puking out blood and had no way of fighting back.
Moments later, the death of the five Grand Elders signified the end of the battle.
Instantly, the entire battlefield erupted in cheers. Everyone was dancing with joy, unable to contain their excitement.
"We won, we won!"
"This is the biggest victory in two years and the most perfect victory!"
"Thank you, young master. If he didn't break the special technique, we would've had to pay a great price even if we won."
Everyone was cheering. Their bodies were shaking and tears were streaming down their cheeks.
In these two years, though the alliance managed to defend the Red River Valley, it was at the cost of human lives. If they didn't sacrifice 70,000 people, they wouldn't have been able to stop the demonic sect.
Therefore, it could be said that the alliance had never won. But now, they finally won. With a small price to pay, they wiped out the enemy. This was a huge victory. Why wouldn't they be excited?
All of this was given to them by Ling Xian.
Therefore, everyone looked at him with respect, as if they were looking at an unparalleled god.
Then, they kneeled down on one knee, lowered their heads, and showed their utmost respect to Ling Xian.
There was no eye contact, no verbal agreement. Almost 30,000 people bowed down in unison. All of them were sincere.
Even the 12 cultivators of the seventh level bowed deeply towards Ling Xian.
They were saluting the hero and thanking their benefactor!
It had to be said that this was a rather shocking and touching scene. If they didn't respect him to a certain extent, it would be impossible for them to appear.
Therefore, Ling Xian was touched and he felt a little sour.
Then, he stood up and bowed deeply to the thirty thousand people.
Everyone panicked and didn't know what to do.
Not only was Ling Xian the biggest contributor to this battle, but he was also a seventh leveled cultivator. Naturally, they were terrified of him.
"I'm not a hero, I just did what I had to do."
"The real heroes are you, the ones who died!"
"You may be lowly, you may be ordinary, but you who sacrificed your lives for the continent are fully deserving heroes!"
Ling Xian was serious. His words were powerful and powerful.
Immediately, everyone cried. This time, it was not tears of joy, but tears of understanding and recognition!
It's been two years. They've stood at the frontline and sacrificed their lives for the continent.
However, nobody has ever comforted them, let alone praised them.
Now that Ling Xian had said it, called them heroes, they began to cry!
"Hero? Mother, did you hear that? I, your son, am a hero! "
"It was worth it, brother. Your blood wasn't spilled for nothing!"
"Brother, your soul in heaven can rest in peace. In this world, someone finally recognized us!"
Everyone cried. They didn't ask for glory, they didn't ask for rewards, they simply wanted recognition.
However, after waiting for two whole years, they did not receive any consolation at all.
Now, Ling Xian was giving them the word "hero". That was the best comfort, the biggest recognition!
"Perhaps not all of your names will be engraved in history. But in everyone's hearts, you are all imprints that cannot be erased."
"At the very least, I will remember you. I will remember the hundred thousand warriors of the Red River Valley, the hundred thousand heroes!"
Looking at their tearful faces, Ling Xian's eyes became wet as well. He once again bowed deeply to everyone. For no other reason than to salute.
To salute the heroes!
Everyone will only remember the biggest heroes. For example, Ling Xian. Speaking of the Red River Valley, he was the most dazzling existence.
But to him, the nameless heroes were more worthy of being remembered and respected!
For example, the hundred thousand warriors of the Red River Valley. Though they were as weak as dust, to protect the continent, they had no regrets and were willing to give up their lives.
Seeing Ling Xian bow again, the 30,000 people cried even louder. The way they looked at him was more and more respectful.
An almighty being of the seventh level actually bowed to them twice. This feeling of being touched was undoubtedly at its peak. The respect they had towards him was the same.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that if anyone were to criticize Ling Xian right now, even if it was an eighth leveled cultivator, they would risk their lives!
"We have all ignored their feelings and ignored their achievements."
Looking at the 30,000 crying warriors, the man in white sighed deeply and was full of guilt.
Everyone else did the same.
They were the leaders. Recognition should have been theirs to speak. But they were all seventh leveled cultivators, why would they care about the life and death of ants?
Now, as they looked at the crying faces, they finally realized their mistake.
Though the 100,000 warriors were weak, every single one of them was worthy of respect!
Ling Xian was even more worthy of respect!
Not only did he not look down on these people, he even bowed to them twice to show his most sincere respect. Because of this, he was worthy of everyone's respect.
"Aye, we are the leaders and yet we are being recognized by an outsider. What a failure."
The man in white sighed and landed before Ling Xian. His gaze was complex.
Everyone else reacted the same. The man in black, in particular, was extremely complex.
This was all because he was the Supreme Elder of the Extreme Strength Sect. He personally witnessed how Ling Xian single-handedly defeated the entire Extreme Strength Sect.
"I wonder which force you are from?" The man in white spoke, feeling like Ling Xian was a stranger.
"I am a nomadic cultivator. I do not belong to any force." Ling Xian smiled.
"I see." The man in white smiled, "Then I will report this to the Supreme Headmaster and ask him to reward me."
"There's no need. I fought for the continent, not for the reward." Ling Xian brandished his hand.
This startled the man in white and he apologized, "I have spoken out of turn. Please forgive me."
"It's okay. Arrange a place for me to stay. The demonic house will for sure come back. During this period of time, I will be staying here. "Ling Xian grinned.
"Okay, please follow me."
The man in white was ecstatic. With Ling Xian here, the demonic house's special techniques were no longer a concern. Naturally, he was happy.
Then, he flew forward.
Ling Xian followed closely behind.
Everyone's gaze followed him closely. Even after he disappeared, they didn't look away.
Their gazes were full of respect and appreciation.
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