Chapter 1545: Heavy Casualties

cause if it weren't for them, these disciples, perhaps none of them would have died!"Jiang Yun, no, no, no, Sect Master, please don't kill me, don't kill me! I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"...In the painting, Jiang Yun and Yue Ruhuo's bodies had both fallen into nothingness.

But on Ginger Cloud's body, a black light suddenly shone, wrapping his entire body before vanishing without a trace, leaving only Yue Ruhuo still lying there quietly.

The scene here marks the true ending.

But looking at the canvas that was no longer adorned with ginger clouds, Dao Wuming’s eyes remained fixed.

Until after an unknown amount of time had passed, a long sigh escaped his lips. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, the painting vanished once more.

Even the hundreds of colorful lights formed by world explosions, which were frozen in time, vanished with this flick of his wrist. A gaping wound in reality was revealed, along with countless cultivators trapped within it, still frozen.

If Ginger Cloud could see this scene, he would know that his frantic actions in embracing mutual destruction were, before Master Dao Wuming of the Questioning Way Sect, nothing more than child's play.

Looking at the many cultivators, Dao Wuming's gaze fell directly on Huanxu summoned by Jiang Yun. After a slight pause, he pointed.

Just then, the phantom figure of Huan Xu trembled slightly, and like a bubble, began to dissipate.

However, just as Huanxu's form was about to completely dissipate, his gray-white eyes suddenly flared with two beams of light, even shimmering with life. A sinister smile crept across his face before he finally vanished.

Because the phantom is facing away from the nameless way, thus the nameless way did not discover the anomaly of the phantom's final moment.

After finishing all of this, Dao Wuming took one last look around. Only then did he shoulder his hands and turn towards the direction of the Asking Dao Master's Sect, taking a step forward.

After Dao Wu Ming's figure finally vanished, this area that had been frozen abruptly returned to normal, and all the cultivators regained their ability to move.

However, they apparently had no idea that they were being held back, nor did they know that during their immobilization, a brief conversation took place between three super-powered beings in this area.

They just found it strange that the terrifying power of that world's explosion had simply vanished for no reason.

However, having experienced so many shocks and unbelievable events, they no longer bothered to seek the truth behind them.

Especially those forces that came to pay their respects, now that they've barely survived the ordeal, they dare not linger for even a moment longer.

They didn't even have time to exchange a few words with each other before they led their respective clans and disciples away in a frantic rush, fleeing this gap between realms and escaping the celestial plane of inquiry.

Even Wu Xingzi and Dao Er were the same.

If things were different in the past, they might have still caused trouble for Daozong.

After all, they were guests here to observe the ceremony, and Zong had a duty to protect their safety.

Now they all have varying degrees of casualties, at the very least we should give the Wudao Sect a satisfactory explanation to appease them.

However, after witnessing the formidable and terrifying strength of the Question Dao Sect Master, where would they have the guts to do so

Even in their hearts, they had already secretly made up their minds that in their lifetime, they would never set foot in this path of seeking the Tao again.

Soon, only the Wudao Sect and people like Xuan Yuan Xing remained in this area!

The question of the sect's losses is indeed a tragic one, with widespread mourning and grief.

Almost all of the main disciples here died, and even among the seven elders, three perished.

However, the main problem is actually not that serious.

After all, this is just the competition ground for the grand tournament, not the true location of the sect.

The primary disciples here only have responsibilities such as protection, so even if all of them died, it wouldn't have much impact on the main sect.

Only the fall of three elders can be considered a relatively significant sacrifice.

As for the number of casualties suffered by each sect, it was truly shocking.

Among the many disciples, at least one-third died, and two-thirds of the remaining were almost all injured.

However, some people also noticed that the deceased disciples of the various branches were basically those above the sixth level of the branches.

In other words, they were all factions that had once bullied the Shan Hai branch.

Although it is unknown whether this was a deliberate targeting by Jiang Yun or simply terrible luck, after this battle, the surviving disciples of theirs, "Shan Hai" or "Jiang Yun" became words they could never escape, forever haunting their dreams.

At this time, a large number of figures appeared in the gaps between the distant realms. These were naturally disciples of the Zhudao Sect who had come to clean up the aftermath and tidy the battlefield.

As for the Shan Hai and Yao Dao Sects, as well as the ancient monster clans, because they had received prior warnings from Situ Jing, they did not suffer any losses and were almost unharmed.

At this very moment, the numerous disciples of the Shan Hai Fen Zong sect each have anticipation and longing on their faces. Their eyes constantly search the surrounding crowd, hoping to spot a familiar figure among the many silhouettes.

It's a pity that as time went by, the expectation and longing on their faces gradually turned into sadness and resignation.

In the crowd, someone let out a low sob. And like a contagious sound, it spread through the entire throng in an instant.

"Why are you crying!" A furious roar suddenly erupted, drowning out the cries of hundreds of thousands and silencing everyone.

Xuan Yuan held onto Dong Fang Bo, his eyes wide and scanning each person's face one by one. "Little apprentice brother didn't die, he just disappeared. It won't be long before he returns!"

Although Xuan Yuan's voice boomed, although he told everyone not to cry, the moment he turned away, his wide eyes were filled with a haze of mist as well.

Having returned to her own body, Situ Jing suddenly walked to Bu Yi Nan's side and bent down deeply. She didn't say a word, just stood there in that posture.

Bu Yi Nan naturally knew Situ Jing's purpose, and sighed: "Friend Situ, please don't do this. It's not that I won't tell you, it's that I really don't know!"

However, his reply caused Situ Jing to sit up straight, cupping her hands in a salute, and nod slightly, saying: "Thank you, Daoist Bu!"

Although Buyi didn't give Situ Jing an answer, for Situ Jing, not knowing meant that Jiang Yun still had a chance of being alive.

After she finished speaking, Situ Jing turned around and looked at the many disciples of Shan Hai Fen Zong. "My younger brother said that when he was away, I should take care of you all in his place. So before he returns, you will follow me first!"

Without Jiang Yun, none of the people from Shan Hai Fen Zong would be able to continue staying in Wen Dao Tian.

And despite their capabilities, with the whole world at their disposal, they had nowhere left to go.

However, as Situ Jing's voice fell, Xia Zhongxing, who had already woken up, bowed to Situ Jing and said: "Thank you for your kindness, senior. However, we want to return to the Shan Hai Realm."

"There, that's our home. If Ginger comes back, he'll definitely go home first!"

Although the outside world is indeed fascinating, for those who have experienced all that it entails, they would rather return to the secluded mountainous and oceanic realm.

Si Tu Jing Wei pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back with you!"

Dan Daozi walked over and said to Situ Jing and Xuan Yuan Xingdao, “Two lords of the realms, if there is anything you need help with, just speak.”

The two bowed to each other in greeting, just about to express their gratitude, but at that moment, the rift which had just returned to tranquility suddenly stirred again with a whirlwind.

A powerful aura descended from the heavens, transforming into a massive vortex. Within the vortex, a human face slowly materialized.

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