In midair, Ling Xian's black hair tussled in the wind and his white robe was dyed with blood. Even though he was heavily injured, his graceful bearing didn't reduce in the slightest, and he was still like a peerless immortal king that had descended to the mortal world, peerless and extraordinary.
Before him, a zither was suspending in midair. There was no heavenly light around it and no terrifying Qi was seeping out of it. However, the vibe it gave off was as deep as the ocean, terrifying and mysterious.
The dragon's roar had disappeared and the phoenix's cry was no longer heard. The entire space was silent, as if it had fallen into a dead silence.
All the completion levelled powerhouses from the four clans were stunned. The way they looked at Ling Xian was full of shock.
One sound was enough to shatter mountains and kill everyone. Just how powerful was this?
Just how dominating was this?
Everyone's heart was in a state of shock. Ling Xian had reached a point of no return. Though these people knew how strong he was, they also knew that Feng Jiu Ge was the reason why he was able to kill all those people.
However, most of the credit was due to Ling Xian. He was the one who stopped the crowd by himself and used the phoenix's cry to kill all those people!
After a moment of shock, Yan Qiong Fei and them were full of joy. All the completion levelled cultivators from the mysterious force had fallen. Not only did this mean that they survived, it also meant that they had won this battle.
Though it was a tragic battle and many completion levelled powerhouses had fallen, they had won after all. With the sacrifice of a small number of people, they exchanged for the safety of the majority and the glory of the five clans!
In other words, from this moment on, the Trading Island still belonged to the five clans!
"Ehem … ehem … this battle is finally over."
Ling Xian coughed twice. Fresh blood once again dyed his white robe red. He looked very weak. Yet at this moment, he didn't give off the feeling of being exhausted. Instead, he was like a God who was shining brightly like the Sun in the sky!
Everyone here could only stare up at him and be engulfed by his light.
"Master, how are you?"
Seeing Ling Xian puking blood, Feng Jiu Ge lost her composure. In a flash, she ran before Ling Xian and held onto his shaking body.
"Don't worry. It's just a small injury. I won't die." Ling Xian forced out a smile, telling her not to worry.
"A small injury?"
Feng Jiu Ge raised an eyebrow and manipulated her Qi to check Ling Xian's internal condition. When she saw the injuries on his body, she gasped in shock.
Half of his meridians and bones were broken, his organs were severely damaged, and even his perfect golden Dan was cracked. How serious of an injury was this?
"Master, you …"
Feng Jiu Ge's eyes were full of shock. She really didn't think that Ling Xian would be so heavily injured. Not only did he last until now, but he also killed all those completion levelled powerhouses!
How inconceivable was this?
"I'm fine. I'll be fine after a few days." Ling Xian shook his head and dispersed the Zither of the Crouching Dragon. He shrugged off Feng Jiu Ge's hand and decided to use his own strength to float in midair.
However, just as he shook off the Burning Evil Fire Phoenix's hand, his body swayed and he fell from the sky.
This scene made everyone lose their composure. Yan Qiong Fei and the others all moved in an attempt to stop Ling Xian.
Luckily, Feng Jiu Ge was quick to react and pulled him back. She then placed her hand on his waist and said, "Master, you're so heavily injured and yet you're trying to be brave. Let Jiu Ge take care of you."
"Alright, sorry to trouble you."
Ling Xian bitterly chuckled. He knew that he had reached his limit, so he let Huang Jiu Ge do whatever she wanted. Then, he shifted his gaze towards Yan Qiong Fei and the others, "I did not disappoint everyone."
"Master Xian, you have once again impressed me."
Yan Qiong Fei stared at Ling Xian deeply. His eyes were full of respect. Even when he spoke to Ling Xian, he used the honorific "you".
The rest of the completion leveled cultivators reacted the same way. Their eyes were full of respect, as if they were looking at an undefeatable immortal!
Yes, it was reverence.
At first, there was only respect in the way these people looked at Ling Xian. There was no trace of fear. Because they didn't understand his capabilities. But after the battle just now, they finally realized one thing. In that case, he alone would be enough to suppress all of them, and he would be able to do so easily!
Therefore, how could these people not be respectful?
Even though Ling Xian was in a sorry state right now and needed someone's help to even float, this did not affect his demeanor at all. Instead, it made everyone more fearful.
With such heavy injuries, if this was anyone else, they would've died a long time ago. Yet not only did Ling Xian last until now, but he also killed all the completion leveled cultivators. How dominating was this?
Why wouldn't everyone fear him like he was a God?
"You can look at me differently or you can look at me the same way you did yesterday. Anyways, this storm has calmed down. Everyone, do not worry." Ling Xian softly grinned. The heavy rock on his chest finally landed.
The battle was over. This meant the responsibility he promised Bai Xiao Qi had been fulfilled. Now, he can return to Yunzhou without any worries.
"Yes, it's all thanks to you, Master Xian. If it weren't for you, the five clans would've been destroyed one by one." Yan Qiong Fei bowed deeply to Ling Xian. Other than respect, there was also appreciation on his face.
At this, everyone bowed down to Ling Xian as if they were worshipping a God. Their hearts were full of respect.
Just like Yan Qiong Fei had said, without Ling Xian, the Yan Clan's Array of the Unyielding Emotions would've never been repaired and the Chu Clan's Tower of the Seventh Soul would've never been opened. Similarly, the Nan Gong Clan's curse would've never been broken and the O Yang Clan would've been destroyed by the mysterious House.
In the end, without Ling Xian, these people would've died here a long time ago. They wouldn't have achieved such a glorious victory!
After thinking about this, everyone realized that the five clans owed Ling Xian so much. Thinking of this, these people became even more respectful. They couldn't wait to bow even lower to express their gratitude to him.
However, Chu Xing He's heart was very complex. He was thankful that Ling Xian saved the Chu Clan, but he was also angry that Ling Xian took away 60 percent of the Tower of the Seventh Soul.
Remembering how Ling Xian used the Tower to force everyone in the Chu Clan to slap him in the face, Chu Xing He's anger boiled and he felt humiliated. He wanted to use this opportunity to slap this weak young man to death.
However, he didn't make a move. For one, he knew very well that if he made a move now, even if he killed Ling Xian, he would be killed by everyone else.
For two, he wasn't confident. Ling Xian's prowess just now had stunned him. Even though he looked very weak right now, Chu Xing He didn't dare to move recklessly. He was terrified that Ling Xian would take his life.
"Aye … whatever. This man is extremely talented and his future is limitless. Sixty percent of the Tower being in his hands might not be a bad thing. "Chu Xing He thought about it and suddenly felt like this wasn't as bad as he thought.
After all, Ling Xian's capabilities were dominating. For him to achieve so much at such a young age, his future achievements will not be bad. Sixty percent of the Tower being in his hands meant he will always be connected to the Chu Clan.
If he becomes a powerhouse and rules over the world, then the Chu Clan will be able to bask in his glory.
Thinking about it this way, Chu Xing He's anger disappeared. Instead, his face was full of smiles and he was smiling like a flower.
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