Painting of the Nine Immortals
chapter-428

In the air, Ling Xian's black hair was softly tussling and his white robe was dyed with blood. Even though he was heavily injured, his normal grandeur did not at all lessen. Like a descended immortal that hadn't been seen for generations, his natural temperament was out of the world.

Before him, an ancient zither hung in midair. Though it was not emitting bright heavenly light nor was it seeping out terrifying Qi, the feeling it imposed onto others was as profound as the deep sea – mysterious and terrifying.

The dragon's chant was long gone, and the phoenix cry was no longer bright. The entire space was silent, as if everything had fallen dead.

The completion levelled cultivators from the four clans were stunned frozen as they stared at Ling Xian with pure shock in their eyes.

One loud rumble caused the mountain to crack open and defeated the entire enemy's army. How powerful was this?

How dominating was this?

Everyone's mind was shaken up as they were shocked to a point of no return. Though everyone here knew that he was very powerful and knew that he could easily kill them, today's rampage was also thanks to Feng Jiu Ge.

However, it was still mostly thanks to Ling Xian. He had stopped the entire group of enemies himself and only borrowed the phoenix's sound as a finishing move!

After moments of shock, Yan Qiong Fei and the rest burst into ecstasy. The completion levelled cultivators had now all been destroyed. Not only did this mean they were saved, it also meant they had won the war.

Even though the victory came with a great price as they lost many completion levelled powerhouses, they won nonetheless. They had traded the lives of a few for the lives of the majority and for the five clans' glory!

In other words, from this moment on, the Trading Island still belonged to the five clans!

"Ehem… Ehem… this battle is finally over."

Ling Xian coughed twice as fresh blood once again dyed his white robe. He appeared very fragile. But despite so, the feeling he gave others was not fatigue, he simply looked like a shining immortal who was in the center of the sky!

Everyone could only look up to him and be engulfed by his shine.

"Master, are you doing okay?"

As Ling Xian coughed up blood, Feng Jiu Ge became scared. She arrived before Ling Xian in a flash and held onto his trembling body.

"It's not a big deal. A small injury won't kill me." Ling Xian forced a smile, indicating that Feng Jiu Ge shouldn't worry.

"Small injury?"

Feng Jiu Ge raised a brow and manipulated her own Qi to look through Ling Xian's internals. After she saw clearly of his injuries, she inhaled deeply.

His meridians and his bones were half broken and all of his organs were heavily injured. Even his perfect Golden Dan was showing a crack. Just how heavy of an injury was this?

"Master, you…"

Feng Jiu Ge's beautiful eyes were full of shock. She really did not think that with such grave injuries, Ling Xian could sustain this long and kill all the completion levelled cultivators!

How unbelievable was this?

"I am fine. I just need to rest for a few days." Ling Xian shook his head and the ancient zither dispersed in the air. He flung away Feng Jiu Ge's hands and wanted to use his own strength to suspend in the air.

However, the moment he let go of her hand, his body slowly shook and he fell through the air.

This scene scared everyone. Yan Qiong Fei and some others immediately made their moves to hold onto Ling Xian.

Luckily, Feng Jiu Ge's eyes and hands move fast. She quickly held onto him and stabilized him by placing her own hand on his waist, "Master, you are so heavily injured. Stop trying to say it's okay. Let me take care of you."

"Alright, then sorry for the trouble."

Ling Xian chuckled, now know that he had reached his limited. Then, he moved his gaze onto Yan Xiong Fei and them, "Thankfully, I did not waste all your high expectations."

"Master Xian, you have gained my respect once again."

Yan Xiong Fei stared at Ling Xian, his eyes were full of respect.

All the other completion levelled cultivators were the same. Their gazes were full of respect, as if they were looking at a real immortal.

Yes, respect.

At first, these people merely admired Ling Xian but did not fear him. It was because they didn't have a full understanding of his true capabilities. After the war just now, they realized one thing – he himself alone was enough to suppress them all. And he could do so easily!

Thus, how could these not respect him?

Even though Ling Xian was in a wreck right now, and required support to even suspend himself, this did not lessen his terrifying capabilities. On the contrary, it generated fear in everyone.

Such grave injuries… if this was anyone else, then they would be dead. But Ling Xian had lasted till now, and his moves just now had slaughtered all the completion levelled cultivators. How dominating was this?

How could everyone not treat him as if he was their god?

"You can admire me, or you can treat me like you did before. This storm has now calmed down, everyone now no longer need to worry." Ling Xian smiled and the heavy rocks in his chest finally dropped to the ground.

The war was over. This meant the promise he made to Bai Xiao Qi had been achieved. He can finally return to Yunzhou now without second thoughts.

"Thanks, Master Xian. If it weren't for you, we five families would've been destroyed by them." Yan Xiong Fei bowed down towards Ling Xian. Other than respect, his expression was thankful as well.

Everyone then bowed down to Ling Xian as well. The way they bowed was as if he was their religion.

Like Yan Xiong Fei had said. Without Ling Xian, the Array of the Unyielding Emotions from the Yan Clan would not have been restored, the Chu Clan's Tower of the Seventh Soul would not have been broken through. Similarly, the Nan Gong Clan's curse would not have been lifted, and the O Yang Clan would've been wiped out by the mysterious House.

Finally, if it weren't for Ling Xian, these people would've died here a long time ago. They would not have won the battle so glorious!

Everyone finally realized how much Ling Xian had done for them. When they thought of this, they began to behave even more properly. Their backs lowered to show him their gratefulness.

However, Chu Xing He's emotion was complex. He was thankful towards Ling Xian as he saved his Clan, but he hated him for possessing control over the Tower of the Sixth Soul.

Remembering how he controlled the tower and slapped him in the face, he became enraged and humiliated. He wanted to use this opportunity to slap this fragile youth to death.

However, he did not do so. Because he knew very well that if he did make such a move, even if he did successfully kill Ling Xian, others would kill him.

Also, he wasn't too certain of himself. Ling Xian's attacks just now had stunned him. Even though he appeared very weak, Chu Qing He didn't dare to move recklessly. If he made the wrong move, he would be the one who dropped dead.

"Aye… whatever. This man's talent is out of the world and his future is limitless. Him having control of the Tower might not be a bad thing." Chu Xing He thought about it and decided the situation wasn't all bad.

After all, Ling Xian's capabilities were horrifying. He had achieved greatness at a young age and his future will not end badly. If he had control over the Tower meant he was somewhat connected to the Chu Clan.

If he became the powerhouse of the future and controlled the world, then the Chu Clan can take some advantage of that.

When he thought about it that way, Chu Xing He's anger disappeared without a trace. Instead, a smile blossomed onto his face like a flower.