Chapter 1000: Perfect Return
Su Yao covered her forehead and glared at him angrily, "You said it was easy! Those are monster-level guys, do you think you can deal with them easily?"
Ye Tianming smiled noncommittally and did not continue the topic. Instead, he looked at the girls and said, "We are the only ones left. Let's not waste time. Let's get out quickly, shall we?"
The small island in the center of the lake had completely sunk and disappeared.
The Kunpeng ruins have become history, as if the dangers that once existed here no longer exist.
The girls looked at Ye Tianming's confident smile and felt inexplicably relieved.
Yes, this man has always been fearless. Even if the sky falls, he can still hold on!
Some things happen and no one can change them.
So, they didn't say anything more.
After reaching a consensus, several people took the lead and ran quickly towards the outside of the ruins.
The group traveled through the dense forest, surrounded by ancient trees that towered into the sky. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting mottled spots of light on the ground.
Wherever Ye Tianming and his group spoke, a strong wind blew up, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound.
"Finally out!" Lin Qing'er, who was walking at the end, was the first to cheer, with undisguised joy in her tone.
Upon hearing this, the other three also quickened their pace.
It would take half a day to leave the ruins.
……
At the same time, in an ancient jungle outside the ruins.
The vast open space that had been opened up had already attracted troops from various major forces, all of them eagerly waiting for the person to come out of the Kunpeng ruins.
Outside the ruins, the atmosphere is completely different from that inside the ruins.
The originally silent ancient jungle was now bustling with noise and noise.
Forces from all sides gathered here, eagerly waiting for someone to come out of the Kunpeng ruins.
Among the crowd, there was a place that was deliberately left empty; that was the territory of the Tyrant Palace.
As one of the top forces in Longhai, Batian Palace is so powerful that no one dares to challenge it.
At this time, the elders of Ba Tian Palace all had stern expressions, and they exuded an aura that kept strangers away, which made people afraid to approach them.
They looked eagerly towards the entrance of the ruins, expecting their own Holy Son to bring good news.
On the other hand, the elders of Butian Palace seemed much calmer, but from their clenched fists and slightly rapid breathing, one could still see their inner unrest.
"The saint is a lucky person and will be fine!" An elder of the Butian Palace whispered, his tone full of worry.
Not far from the Butian Palace, the Ji family's team also stood out.
Unlike other forces, the number of people coming from the Ji family this time is not large, and their cultivation is not that strong, there are only a few of them.
But each of their faces was filled with anxiety and worry, especially the young and beautiful woman in the lead, whose beautiful eyes flashed as she stared at the entrance of the ruins without blinking.
"Tianming, you must be safe..." She murmured softly, her tone full of worry.
Similar to her worry, the woman led by Yin Longsi next to her was also looking at the entrance of the ruins with a serious expression, exuding a cold and indifferent aura that kept strangers away.
She didn't want to care about anything else except wanting to see that figure appear.
Not far away, at the location of the Xuanfeng Sect, several elders were sitting upright. They were all calm and composed, with a faint smile on their faces.
The old man in the lead had white hair and beard, but he was in good spirits, with bright eyes, as if he could see through everything.
He stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "Don't worry, everyone. The young master is extremely talented. This time he enters the ruins, he will definitely gain a lot. Maybe he will bring us even greater surprises."
On the other side, several elders from Lingfeng Valley also seemed relaxed and casual, chatting and laughing.
They were dressed in blue robes, looking majestic and imposing, like immortals descending to earth.
One of the elegant middle-aged men stroked his beard and chuckled, saying, "Our Mu Feng is a sword spirit with extraordinary strength. Although the Kunpeng ruins are a bit dangerous, it is just an experience for him. Who knows, he may have gained a lot now and is waiting to give us a surprise!"
Different from them, several instructors from Tianxian Academy seemed very serious. They closed their eyes and rested, with no intention of taking part in the discussion at all.
It seemed as if this expedition was just a small test of the sect.
They have absolute confidence in Lan Xinyao, who possesses a body as beautiful as ice.
Lan Xinyao is the only one who possesses the wisdom in this world.
No matter how difficult the task is, Lan Xinyao can definitely do it.
……
Even though there are a lot of people here, it seems very quiet.
Everyone is curious about who will inherit the Kunpeng legacy.
After all, no matter how strong the top forces are, they might be lucky enough to get some opportunities.
Just as everyone was talking, several figures flew out from the entrance of the ruins.
"Look, someone is coming out!"
"It's Su Yichen, the Divine King Body of Xuanfeng Sect!"
"And Lan Xinyao from Tianxian Academy...they all came out!"
With the appearance of several figures, the crowd suddenly became excited.
Everyone's eyes were focused on these people, their eyes filled with awe and envy.
Each of these people is gifted and is a well-known top genius. They have entered the Tianshu realm at a young age and their strength is unfathomable.
Each of them is a favored child of their respective sect and is highly valued by the sect. High hopes are also placed on them when they enter the Kunpeng ruins this time.
No one doubted that they would be able to obtain Kunpeng's inheritance and even lead the sect to a higher level.
"It seems that this time, the Kunpeng inheritance finally fell into the hands of these proud children."
"Yes, each of them is extremely talented. With them around, others have no chance at all."
“I don’t know who among these chosen ones of heaven will obtain the final inheritance?”
People were talking about it, and although most of them were sighing and envious, more people were also guessing who the final winner would be.
As the few people appeared, the disciples of their sect became more and more excited and gathered around them.
"Brother Su, are you okay?!"
"Brother Wei, you finally came out. We were so worried!"
"Sister Lan, how are you? Are you injured?"
……
Disciples from various sects asked questions at the same time, their words full of concern.
However, Su Yichen and the others seemed to have agreed on it beforehand and remained silent, as if they heard nothing and turned a deaf ear to these concerned greetings.
Except for Lan Xinyao, most of the geniuses had gloomy faces and walked towards their respective sect elders without saying a word.
