"This time, it was my miscalculation! I didn't expect there to be two waves of enemies, and even a master like Si Hezhong showed up!"
Xu Xun shook his head slightly and sighed lightly.
"Senior Brother! It's not your fault! Besides, we defeated 728 Tribulation Cultivators with only 43 people, and you even wounded the True Disciple of Primordial Yang Dao Sect. No matter how you look at it, it was a resounding victory!"
"Exactly! Senior Brother, we cultivators go against the heavens. We seek a glimmer of hope in the impossible! From the moment we embarked on this path, it was about slaying demons, battling other cultivators, fighting against the heavens and the earth. Life and death have long been left behind!"
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"Well! You all rest here for a bit, I'll summon the 'Cyan Cloud Ship', and we'll head back."
Seeing the high spirits of his fellow disciples, Xu Xun nodded in satisfaction.
A day later, Li Yunjing returned to his home in the Outer Sect.
