The Mystic cultivators had all retreated far away in order to avoid the might of the explosion of over a hundred Mystic Weapons.
At this moment, they were scattered and floating in the air, staring at the whirlpool storm where the two had fought. They all had serious expressions, waiting for the final result.
Suddenly, someone pointed and said excitedly, "Look, it's Xuan Zheng!"
Everyone looked over and saw Zhang Yu holding the Cicada Sword in his hand. His clothes fluttered in the wind as he stepped on the dense jade mist and came from afar.
Seeing him appear, everyone came up to him excitedly. Their gazes were filled with anticipation and excitement.
At this time, countless drizzles floated in the sky. Under the golden sunlight, a beautiful rainbow was reflected in the misty water vapor.
Zhang Yu only stopped when he got close. He raised his head and looked around at the cultivators, saying, "We've won this battle. Everyone, we can leave now."
As soon as he said this, the weaker cultivators in the distance cheered.
Zhang Yu waited for the crowd to finish cheering before shaking his sleeves. Following the clear cry of the Cicada Cry Sword in his hand, he stepped on a ray of green light and flew into the air. Behind him, the group of cultivators followed the light with some excitement in their hearts.
On the other side, Daoist Lin looked at the place where the tide was surging and did not speak for a long time.
Bai Xiu's Qi had indeed disappeared. He did not come back as before.
He was disappointed.
Perhaps in the eyes of the Xuanxiu, Zhang Yu had only defeated the strongest opponent in front of him. However, in the eyes of the True Cultivators, things were not so simple. They were even more shocked.
Who was Bai Xiu?
It could be said that this person was the most outstanding True Cultivator in the Qingyang Upper Continent in the hundred years of the Lingmiao Realm. Everyone thought that he would be able to cultivate the Primordial Spirit in the future and become a Xuanting Court Administrator like his teacher.
He was supposed to go out and compete with the Xuanxiu of the various continents. However, he did not expect that in the end, he would die before he could walk out of the Qingyang Upper Continent.
In fact, that was not all. Looking at this battle from a broader perspective, Xuanxiu's side won the battle for Zhen Xuan in the Qingyang Upper Continent.
And because of Zhang Yu's identity as Xuanzheng, perhaps for a long time in the future, the True Cultivators of Qingyang Upper Continent would not be able to maintain their original aloof attitude in front of Xuanxiu.
Guan Xuan looked at him and whispered, "Senior brother?"
Taoist Lin shook his head and said, "Let's go."
Guan Xuan responded.
The group took one last look at the sea and sky that had yet to calm down. Then, they turned around and left the place on a cloud raft.
On the other side, the white clothed woman stood on the small cloud boat by herself. She gazed at the surging waves before her and felt extremely regretful in her heart.
Bai Xiu was one of the few Daoist cultivators she had seen in the past. But now, he had died here for nothing.
She was not a part of the situation and was not qualified to judge whether this battle was worth it or not. However, in her personal opinion, this was a loss after all.
She glanced at the place where Zhang Yu had gone. After thinking for a moment, she gently stroked the surging clouds beside her and drove the small cloud boat away.
As soon as everyone left, the sea and sky quickly became deserted.
However, even though this battle had ended, the storm it brought about was far from over.
In the explosion of the Xuan Weapon just now, the sea boat that was hiding under the sea and trying to observe the battle was pushed by a surging tsunami and swept out more than a thousand miles in one breath.
Fortunately, the sea boat was sturdy enough and was under the sea, so they did not suffer too much damage. Only the people inside were thrown into confusion.
The two creators were fine, but the lame craftsman vomited all over the ground.
By the time he recovered, his expression was unsightly.
There was no doubt that they had failed this time.
Not only were they pushed away, but the creations they sent out were also unable to get close to the place where the two sides were fighting.
Tang Feng seemed to have his eyes on them after the first attack. Every time the creations with divine eyes went forward, they would be cut down with flying blades.
They also discovered that this was done by the disciple of their ally, but they could not reveal their identity. This made them feel very sullen.
After that, they had no choice but to choose to watch from afar. In the end, they only saw a few sporadic things. It was not necessarily worthless, but it was far from what they had expected.
At this time, an creator asked, "Sir, what was that just now? Was it the Xuan Weapon explosion? "
The lame craftsman said, "It should be."
The creator said, "Should we go back and take a look?" In the tsunami just now, the creature-type fishes used for communication had all disappeared. They had no way of knowing what was happening outside.
The lame craftsman said, "Let's check the position first."
The creator was instructed to identify and said, "This place is not far from the transit island where we sent the message. Sir, why don't we send the message back and check the ship again?"
The lame craftsman thought for a while and took this suggestion. He then approached the island.
In front of them, on the island they were going to, a ray of light came from afar. Finally, with a bang, it smashed on the island.
Tang Feng walked out of the smoke and dust. Then, he sat on a rock in a daze, looking at the undulating sea with lifeless eyes.
He never expected that his teacher would be defeated by Zhang Yu. Moreover, he was killed by the Xuan Weapon explosion. In the end, his teacher did not even have a corpse left.
He was at a loss for a moment.
Now, he did not know what to do.
Bai Xiu handed over some important matters to his senior brother, Gongsun Min. He usually only cultivated and did not participate in anything. Even if he heard a little, he did not know anything deeper.
If he wanted to avenge his teacher, even his teacher could not defeat Zhang Yu, what could he do?
There was nothing he could do.
At this moment, a ship suddenly emerged from the sea and sailed towards the island.
His gaze turned cold. Earlier, he'd successively killed numerous creations, and Bai Xiu had died to a creation-grade weapon as well. So, he was especially disgusted by these things now. Moreover, at this moment, he couldn't help but wonder if the death of his master was related to these people as well.
"Damn it! All of you must die! "
He soared into the air and threw out the lightless blade in his hand. With a flash of sharp light, the boat was cut in half. Even the creator and the crippled master craftsman couldn't escape. They were also cut in half by the blade light.
He twisted the blade light back and forth a few more times. After venting his anger, he saw that there was no more movement below. Only then did his mood slightly recover. He looked down coldly, stepped on a cloud, and flew away in the blink of an eye.
Half a day later, in the Guangzhou Inspection Department's headquarters, Inspector Zheng Jiu immediately received a report from below. After reading it, he was delighted and immediately rushed to Imperial Inspector Meng Yan's office. "Sir Inspector, there's news."
Meng Yan looked up and asked in a deep voice, "How is it?"
Zheng Jiu took a deep breath and gripped his sword tightly. "Sir Inspector, Zhang Xuanzheng won!"
"Zhang Xuanzheng won?"
Meng Yan's eyes became a little more spirited. His body also slightly relaxed from its tense state. However, he quickly returned to his normal state. He nodded his head and said, "This is good news. You go first. Although we have passed the obstacle in front of us, we still cannot relax."
"Yes!"
Zheng Jiu cupped his fists and walked out with strong steps.
Meng Yan leaned back in his chair and took a sip of tea. He sat there, not allowing the policewomen to fall into deep thought.
With Zhang Yu's victory, the Inspection Department's current crisis could be considered to have passed.
That was because as long as the Xuanfu Xuanzheng Zhang Yu was standing there, certain people from the two prefectures wouldn't be able to do anything to the Inspection Department.
However, the situation was only slightly better. If they couldn't make a direct move, they might try to find a way from within.
The Inspection Department didn't belong to the two prefectures, but its people were all citizens of Qingyang. At present, they could only guard against such matters to the greatest extent.
Within the Divination Department's secret base on the sea, Master Craftsman Jin had no way of knowing the outcome of the battle after losing contact with the ship. It was only five days later that he received news from the continent of Bai Xiu's defeat.
After hearing this, he used different channels to confirm the matter several times. Only then did he find the old man with the walking stick and report, "The Inspection Department, Bai Xiu has been defeated."
The old man with the walking stick said in a deep voice, "I also received the news just now."
Master Craftsman Jin was somewhat uneasy and fearful. "Then, should we continue?"
The old man with the walking stick said coldly, "Why shouldn't we continue? Things have already reached this stage, there's no possibility of stopping. "
Master Craftsman Jin was still somewhat worried. "But that Zhang Yu is so powerful, what if we …"
"There's no 'what if'!"
The old man tapped the ground with his walking stick. "How many years has this plan been in progress? That thing can be said to be the condensation of all of our wisdom, and also carries all of our dreams. If we give up at this time, then what about all of our efforts and the people who have lost their lives because of this? "
Master Craftsman Jin thought about it and slowly nodded. They had worked hard for decades for this plan, and now that it was about to succeed, it could be said that hope was right in front of them. Whether it succeeded or not, he wanted to see the results.
The old man with the walking stick said in a gentler tone, "Don't think too much. As long as Zhang Yu can't find us here, what's there to worry about?
Things are going smoothly now, and we'll be able to complete it in half a month. Once that person leaves, we can take action. At that time, there'll be nothing to stop us. "
Master Craftsman Jin only said, "Then I'll get to work."
The old man with the walking stick nodded. He suddenly thought of something and said, "Right, did you bring back the records of the battle between Zhang Yu and Bai Xiu?"
Master Craftsman Jin shook his head. "We suddenly lost contact with Haizhou. After that, there was no news back. I don't know what happened, but the situation might not be good."
The old man with the walking stick frowned. "Even if the people we sent are gone, the divine eye can't be destroyed so easily. There should be some valuable things left in there. Think of a way to get them back."
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