"It's almost done."
Lin Yuan sheathed the True Martial Sword.
With those few strikes, at least ninety-nine percent of the thousands of the Demon Crowd surrounding Dragon Tiger Mountain had died.
Lin Yuan turned around and walked towards the Celestial Master Mansion's group.
"Mountains... Heavenly Master..."
The Pingyang Taoist and Taoist Cangqing's hands trembled, their old tears flowing freely.
This was the Heavenly Master, after all. For the first time in five hundred years, the Celestial Master Mansion had finally seen the rise of a new Heavenly Master.
"We pay our respects to the Heavenly Master."
"We pay our respects to the Heavenly Master."
The rest of the righteous factions' members also bowed in unison.
At this moment, they all felt a tremor in their hearts, and a question arose within them.
Was the Celestial Master Mansion's Heavenly Master really this powerful? Killing those in the Celestial Phenomena Realm as if slaughtering chickens?
