After all, those low-Realm disciples could hardly withstand the aftermath of such a level of battle.
Daoist Qing Xu looked at the once Shushan that had become its current state, and couldn't help but sigh deeply from his heart, a hint of sorrow emerging in his eyes, as he slowly shook his head.
Daoist Ling Xu had a heavy gaze, as long as the disciples of Shushan weren't severely injured, it wouldn't take long for them to recover their former glory.
The shadows of immortals had long dissipated, Daoist Ling Xu reached out and grasped the Slaughter Immortal Sword, sweeping it horizontally across the sky, tearing through the heavens, and dispersing the overwhelming black clouds.
A ray of golden sunlight fell upon Shushan, illuminating this place, as well as the human world.
Daoist Yang Xu and Daoist Zhen Xu, one held the broken body of Shen Xu Daoist, while the other opened the Secret Realm and released the disciples of Shushan from within.
