Not long after, the last of the Nanyang shamans was killed.
Cheers erupted on the battlefield.
"All hail Senior Tang!"
"You're too amazing, Senior Tang! My admiration for you is unending."
The people from the cultivation families surrounded him and continuously flattered him.
The Taoist masters and heavenly masters looked awkward when they heard them call Tang Hao their senior.
They thought about it but eventually decided not to correct them.
Mu Xintong stood at the side and looked at that scene. The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her face.
However, when she saw those from the Mu family go up and address Tang Hao as Senior Tang, her face stiffened, and she could not smile anymore.
"Let's go and see if there's any loot for us!" Taoist Master Qian Ji shouted.
"Loot?"
