Looking around, the scene was one of utter devastation in the aftermath of the great battle.
Crumbled boulders and shattered trees littered the ground, while the five-element spiritual qi that had clashed so violently in the air remained intensely active.
Watching the one-armed demonic cultivator spy Xing Fei flee northeast toward the State of Jin, Xu Feng channeled his mana into the baby treasure in his hand, causing the turtle-shell phantom protecting him to gradually fade away.
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