Just at the moment when the Ancient Demon was disturbed in mind and its aura was declining!

"Kill!"

The Sword Array controlled by the Wood Spirit Avatar had landed, countless Sword Qi enveloping it like a storm.

From all directions, densely packed, they slashed mercilessly, giving the Ancient Demon no chance to breathe.

Xuanmo True Monarch, a seasoned old demon with rich battle experience, would never let such a heaven-sent opportunity pass!

With a bizarre laugh, he summoned a White Bone Banner, from which thousands of wraiths whistled out, aiming directly at the Divine Soul of the Ancient Demon!

Xu Ping’s true body also controlled the Puppet Array, charging forward like a heavy tank, recklessly crashing!

Three-pronged assault, all lethal blows!

The Ancient Demon was already damaged in mind and Demonic Qi due to being restrained by the swarm of insects; now, facing this storm-like assault, how could it withstand?

"Roar!"

It barely managed to let out a desperate roar before its Protective Demon Light was torn apart by the Sword Array, wraiths, and puppets.

Then, its demon body was instantly submerged, torn apart, and exploded under the countless attacks.

Another Late-stage Ancient Demon, fallen!

Xu Ping moved like lightning, waving his hand swiftly to collect the remaining corpse and the scattered essence of that Ancient Demon.

Without pause, his cold gaze instantly locked onto the next target—a different Ancient Demon currently entangled in battle with Sikong Zhi Yan.

The beautiful woman, though entangled closely by Yun Wei Feng, had her Divine Sense focused on the entire battlefield.

Seeing one slain by Xu Ping in such a crushing manner, her elegant face had turned so grave as if water might drip out!

The defeat was certain.

If she continued fighting, the Late-stage Ancient Demons she brought would be slaughtered by this bizarre kid! 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

She deeply glanced at Xu Ping, then at Yun Wei Feng.

"Retreat!"

Finally, a cold command filled with murderous intent, yet carrying a hint of frustration, echoed in the minds of all Ancient Demons.

The remaining Ancient Demons felt as if pardoned from death, no longer bothering to tangle with their opponents, they frantically retreated towards the Ancient Demon Hall.

"Want to escape?"

"Leave something behind!"

How could Xu Ping let such an opportunity slip?

He instantly performed the Soaring Dragon Technique, turning himself into a blood-colored Divine Dragon, incredibly fast, quickly catching up to a Late-stage Nascent Soul Ancient Demon desperately fleeing.

The Silent Extinction Divine Light and Puppet Array struck simultaneously, two terrifying forces converging in the void, forming a world-destroying attack.

That Ancient Demon, utterly terrified, tried to resist but still was slain.

As for the others who had already escaped to the range of the Ancient Demon Hall, Xu Ping was not foolish enough to chase after.

The other Human Race cultivators seeing this also didn’t forcefully pursue.

Almost everyone was wounded, greatly exhausted, understanding well the principle of not chasing a cornered foe.

As the Ancient Demon Army retreated like a tide, disappeared within the dense demonic aura emitted by the Ancient Demon Hall, the setting sun like blood illuminated the battlefield, full of wreckage and bodies.

After a brief silence, a volcanic surge of joy after surviving disaster erupted among the lower-level cultivators.

And in the high sky, several Late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivators descended from their Escape Light.

Their breaths were somewhat unstable, even some were injured, bloodstained, immediately taking out precious Pills to ingest, sitting cross-legged to adjust their breath.

Xu Ping also pretended to take out two Pills full of Spiritual Qi to swallow, sitting cross-legged.

Although he was indeed quite exhausted, given his more than four thousand years of lifespan background and formidable recovery ability, this level of consumption was far from being damaging, a little rest would restore him to most.

"Fellow Daoists, join me in the Spirit Ship Conference Hall for a discussion."

Moments later, Yun Wei Feng transmitted through Divine Sense after somewhat recovering Primordial Qi.

No one had any objections, all standing up, transforming into streams of light, flying toward the floating Spirit Ship.

...

Inside the conference hall, the atmosphere still remained heavy, yet it carried a slight relaxation of survival after a calamity compared to before the battle.

Except for the unfortunate elder whose flesh was destroyed by the sneak attack of the beautiful woman, all eleven Late-stage cultivators were present, their gazes more or less on Xu Ping.

Yun Wei Feng looked at Xu Ping and spoke first: "Young Friend Xu, this battle was thanks to you."

"If not for your Divine Techniques restraining the Ancient Demon’s strange insects and holding off that Divinity Transformation monster, we would be in danger today, and the Outer Sea Human Race’s defense line would have completely collapsed."

"In this battle, your contribution is the greatest!"

Upon hearing this, everyone’s expressions varied, their reactions different.

Shan Tianyou’s face was full of gratitude.

As for Xuanmo True Monarch, he exhibited a pondering deep look, as if calculating something within.

With everyone’s praises, Xu Ping preserved a modest demeanor, cupping his hands: "Senior Yun, you overpraise."

"I merely coincidentally fulfilled my duty as a Human Race cultivator, a minor achievement, hardly worth mentioning."

"Without the seniors wielding the supreme treasure to turn the tide, our Human Race wouldn’t have been a match for the Ancient Demons."

From the perspective of accomplishments, he indeed should be first, yet he didn’t have much intention of complacency.

This time he exposed many trump cards, Wood Spirit Avatar, Silent Extinction Divine Light, Puppet Array, each enough to incite covetousness.

But he wasn’t greatly worried, given his currently demonstrated power, apart from Yun Wei Feng possessing the bloodline supreme treasure, no one among the Outer Sea Human Race’s major forces could consistently defeat him.

Moreover, with the Ancient Demon menace looming, Yun Wei Feng would likely do his utmost to recruit him, self-defeating was unlikely.

However, recalling Yun Wei Feng’s supreme treasure small cauldron, Xu Ping couldn’t resist a surge of uncontrollable heat and envy in his heart.

Supreme Treasure!

A true treasure refined by Divinity Transformation stage cultivators, containing the Power of Laws.

His Canghua Divine Wood Sword, though a Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure of infinite power, compared to such a supreme treasure was akin to a firefly in front of a bright moon, an immeasurable gap.