Chapter 1555 (Raw 1537):
This time, the Demonic God was finally dead.
Most of the Demonic World's armies had already been slaughtered beyond recognition. With the death of the Demonic God, these Demon Race cultivators and Demonic Beasts became even more terrified, losing all their fighting spirit.
Even the Demon Monarchs chose to flee, not continuing the fight.
After chasing out the remnant troops of the Demons, all the Kunlun Realm cultivators gave up the pursuit. It was not that they did not want to, but that they were simply too tired to continue.
The Kunlun Realm triumphed over the Deep Abyss Demonic World once again. However, this time, the price that it paid was far worse than for any other Demonic Calamity.
Blood flowed like rivers in the Profound Domain. Everyone who survived felt aggrieved and upset.
When the war ended, the people in charge in the various sects started rounding up their disciples that were fortunate enough to survive.
In this war, people of all levels, from Sect Masters to the weakest disciples, in the many sects died. Some sects even had nearly total mortality.
Many of these disciples cried loudly as they looked at the corpses of their good friends and relatives.
The greatest distance in the world was the one between life and death. That was a distance that could never be crossed. Once someone was lost, there was no finding that person again; that person would exist only in memories.
After the scenes of their memories with their friends and relatives passed, only sorrow remained.
Immediately, the entire Profound Domain was filled with sorrowful cries. Even the unyielding and prideful men, who had not cried in their despair, could not help voicing their long-suppressed sorrow now that the Demons had been chased away.
Xiao Chen also had many regrets in his heart. There were definitely people from the Dragon's Gate among the dead. There was also Leng Yue, whom he had personally killed.
He had grown much stronger in this battle, gaining a lot. However, he had lost a lot as well. In comparison, the price was too heavy.
"Big Brother Xiao!"
Figures gathered and moved about the battlefield, busy searching for the bodies of their friends or relatives.
Mo Chen led the Dragon's Gate's people to Xiao Chen's side. Xuanyuan Zhantian, Lan Shaobai, Xiao Yu, Jin Dabao, Gong Yangyu, and the many Elders of the Dragon's Gate were by her side.
Although they were severely injured, most of them survived.
Mo Chen explained why to Xiao Chen. It was mainly due to the Yinyang Saber Formation Xiao Chen left, allowing the Dragon's Gate's people to gather as one group.
The Dragon's Gate Elders, who fought independently, would join in the formation the moment there was any danger.
Among the many sects, the Dragon's Gate's losses were relatively few.
Such a conclusion set Xiao Chen somewhat at ease.
Soon, his friends of the same generation turned up and greeted him.
Feng Xingsheng, Shui Lingling, An Junxi, Xiao Bai, Yuan Xu, and many others of Xiao Chen's good friends were still around.
Right now, all those who survived this tough battle felt very fortunate.
Everyone felt that surviving had not been easy.
"Xiao Chen, this time, the Kunlun Realm owes you."
"Without you, the Kunlun Realm would not be victorious."
Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "That's not right. This time, we won because everyone was united. Everyone disregarded their own life and death, doing their best together. Everyone put in their best effort. I am just like everyone, putting in my best effort.
"They are the true heroes!"
Xiao Chen extended a finger, pointing at the Kunlun Realm cultivators who had died. The crowd's gazes followed the direction of his finger.
Various scenes appeared seemed to appear before them. There was the touching scene of Chu Yang and Fu Hongyao falling together, with countless swords pierced into them.
There were also Yan Shisan and Di Wuque, two outstanding talents who released the final radiance of their lives in exchange for the head of the Celestial Demon Monarch.
There was also the three Holy Scions' Xia Houjue, who died in battle. Ximen Bao's entire clan dying in battle was another shocking scene.
These scenes were fresh, and the names familiar. When one thought about their past interactions with these people, it felt like it happened just yesterday.
Tears appeared in everyone's eyes, sorrow welling up in their hearts.
These were all outstanding talents of the same generation. Everyone had interacted, barging into forbidden lands together, fighting in competitions, entering into conflicts, suffering disaster together, or even just being rivals.
However, now, they could no longer see these people. All these turned into just memories.
Everyone went through hard times together in this war. The Kunlun Realm would very likely be at peace for a long time after this.
After recuperating and resting, the Kunlun Realm should develop quickly under the influence of the golden age.
After undergoing the baptism of war, these outstanding talents standing before Xiao Chen would definitely grow very fast.
"Di Wuque's and Yan Shisan's deaths are too unfortunate," An Junxi said with a somewhat choked voice as he rubbed his eyes.
The place turned silent. Everyone's heart was heavy.
Xiao Chen said, "Everyone, go back and deal with the aftermath first. Some things remain to be done."
"Goodbye!"
Everyone stepped forward and performed cupped-fist salutes at the same time, taking their leave of Xiao Chen.
When all the outstanding talents of the same generation had left, the Kunlun Palace's Palace Master, Ying Zongtian, and the other Primes approached Xiao Chen.
They exchanged looks but were mostly speechless.
After some simple greetings, the Kunlun Palace's Palace Master said, "Xiao Chen, you should deal with the Dragon's Gate's matters as well. Leave the remaining issues to the Kunlun Palace. We are experienced in dealing with this."
Ying Zongtian said, "Of the eighteen Demon Monarchs, only eight are still alive. They fled back to the Demonic World. After you are done with the Dragon's Gate's matters, let's discuss this again and figure out what to do."
Xiao Chen contemplated for a while before saying, "Leave this to me. I'll make a trip to the Deep Abyss Demonic World. With my strength, I'm confident of completely eradicating the danger of the Demon Races."
When the Primes heard this, they nodded slightly. It would be best if Xiao Chen made a move.
"Comrades, I'll take my leave first. There are many things I need to deal with in the Deity Race."
The Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign appeared extremely fatigued. This time, the Deity Race had suffered severe damage. The death of the Divine Son Di Wuque was also a huge blow to the Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign.
"I got to take my leave, as well."
All the Primes took their leave of each other. Everyone had things that they needed to deal with.
Everyone was occupied with various matters on the battlefield. Xiao Chen also had something to do and could not return to the Dragon's Gate at the moment.
Although the Lunar Shadow Saber was in Xiao Chen's hand, its Item Spirit, Ao Jiao, had not returned yet. He could sense that she was fine, but he had to find her as well as find out what had happened.
After letting Mo Chen know, Xiao Chen followed his senses and found Ao Jiao restricted about fifty kilometers outside the Profound Domain.
Xiao Chen frowned slightly. Why is Ao Jiao here and restricted?
When Ao Jiao saw Xiao Chen, she suddenly rolled her eyes about incessantly. However, she could not move at all.
When Xiao Chen saw this scene, he smiled faintly. Then, he went over and removed the restriction on her.
This restriction was not a vicious one; it was merely for restraint. However, it was exquisite. Xiao Chen had to try a few times before he managed to lift it; it was extremely troublesome.
"You finally came. I'm about to be bored to death. Have you killed the Demonic God yet?"
Xiao Chen nodded and said, "The Demonic God is dead, and the remnants of the Demon armies have already left the Kunlun Realm. The war is over; we won."
"That's great! I knew that you could do it, and you really did."
Xiao Chen said, "It was a lucky win. Tell me who restricted you. Why did you come out of the Lunar Shadow Saber for no reason?"
Ao Jiao sighed and said, "Aren't I trying to help you? After a person's head is chopped off, if you reconnect it quickly enough, the person can still be saved. Back then, you were delaying the Thunder Sovereign. It was a rare chance. Naturally, I could not let it slip away."
Xiao Chen was somewhat stunned, and his expression changed markedly. Could Leng Yue be still alive?
"Then? Did you manage to save Leng Yue?"
Ao Jiao replied helplessly, "I don't know. I just managed to reattach the head to the body, but before I could find out whether I saved her or not, someone snatched her away. I gave chase, but the results are as you see now."
Xiao Chen asked anxiously, "Did you see what that person looks like and how strong he is?"
If Leng Yue was not dead, then Xiao Chen would have much fewer regrets about this war.
"I don't know. That person was too fast and very strong. At the very least, he is Prime-level."
Ao Jiao hung her head and said softly, "Sorry. That's all the help I can give you."
After Xiao Chen thought for a while, his expression turned much warmer. He said gently, "It's fine. I've already guessed who it is."
"Who?"
"My greatest enemy."