The entire Xuantian Sect instantly erupted in excitement.
With a "hum," the sect's protective formation was fully activated, and hundreds of array patterns intertwined in the air to form a net that enveloped the entire mountain.
The disciples unleashed their magical treasures, sword light and talismans illuminating half the sky. Some even bit their fingertips, preparing to unleash forbidden techniques.
Liu Yingjie mingled in the crowd, his face once again bearing a look of grief and indignation, while secretly plotting how to make a name for himself in the upcoming battle.
He stood on tiptoe, trying to see clearly who was on the airship...
Just as tensions were rising, the flying boat had already passed through the clouds and arrived at the mountain gate.
But as the figure at the bow of the ship gradually became clearer, the entire Xuantian Sect suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
"This...this is impossible..." Liu Yingjie's pupils suddenly contracted, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.
Because standing prominently at the very front of that flying boat was Wei Ji, who should have "died in battle"!
He was not only unharmed, but also radiant.
Behind him, the disciples whom Liu Yingjie claimed had sacrificed all looked spirited, and some were even waving excitedly down the mountain.
"Sect Leader, Senior Brother!"
Wei Ji's booming voice echoed through the sky, "We have fulfilled our mission! Our entire team has returned safely!"
The entire room fell silent.
All the disciples' eyes involuntarily turned to Liu Yingjie.
The disciple who had just been weeping and claiming that all his fellow disciples had perished was now ashen-faced, his legs trembling uncontrollably, and large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
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