The darkness receded, and the Demon Barrier faded away!
The clouds parted to reveal the light!
After Lu Mingyuan landed, he personally helped Zhao Xuanwu to his feet.
After being helped up by Lu Mingyuan, Zhao Xuanwu gave him a slight nod. He then looked toward the Demon Race hundreds of miles away, his gaze instantly sharpening.
"Zhao Xuanwu, Defender of Yulu Pass."
"Will once again defend the walls!"
The surrounding Great Yan Sharp Soldiers also let out a thunderous, furious roar.
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
Lu Mingyuan looked at the smiles on the soldiers' faces and the surviving Cultivators of the town, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Yulu Pass was safe and sound.
But his True Qi had been completely drained, to the point that he had let his Lifebound Flying Sword shatter and crack.
His Realm deflated like a balloon, returning to its original state.
That last sword strike had been far too powerful.
