It was a very good outcome for the Southern Saints to have such an ending without directly destroying their Taoist tradition. All the Southern Saints also said that there was no problem with it.
"Well, everyone, since everyone has no objection, come with me to the Hengduan Mountains first. Once I open the north-south road, we will go to the Great Zhou Dynasty to discuss the Dao together."
"We will go to the entrance of the Origin Holy Land of the Great Zhou Dynasty, open up a secret realm to discuss the Dao, and by the way, study the origin of this black mist. When this problem is solved, we will enter the Origin Secret Realm together!"
Su Lingfeng looked at the saints and said.
"We listen to Su Tiansheng!"
The purple-robed saint was the first to speak in agreement.
When the others heard the purple-robed saint address Su Lingfeng, they all nodded and said, "We listen to Su Tiansheng."
"Where is the saint Xiande?"
At this time, Saint Yinhong suddenly asked.
There are thirteen new saints appearing in the southern world.
They killed two saints along the way, including the Saint of Literature. There should be ten saints left, but now, there are only nine saints.
"Yes, where is Saint Xian De? He was still in the Holy Land of Wen Ji just now?"
A southern saint said in surprise.
"Yes, the Saint Xian De was right next to me just now. Could it be that he left on his own?"
Another southern saint said.
"This is impossible. We are all saints. Even if he left, could he still hide it from us? We can't even sense a trace of him?"
Saint Yinhong shook his head and said.
"Su Jiansheng, did you notice?"
Then, Saint Yin Hong looked at Su Lingfeng and asked.
"No!"
Su Lingfeng shook his head. He was so busy doing his literary work that he didn't really pay attention to this matter.
"Forget it. If there is a problem with the Saint Xian De, then there is a problem. We cannot delay our normal work just because of a Saint Xian De. Everyone, please come with me to the Great Zhou Dynasty first!"
After thinking for a moment, Su Lingfeng looked at the seventeen saints and said.
The disappearance of this virtuous saint is most likely related to the black fog or the virtuous saint. There is no point in just standing here, and it is not worth wasting too much energy on him.
"good!"
All the saints nodded upon hearing this.
Afterwards, the eighteen people including Su Lingfeng flew towards the Great Zhou Dynasty together.
When the Eighteen Saints passed by the Hengduan Mountains, they all stopped.
Su Lingfeng stood directly in the air, took out the holy sword, gathered all the strength in his body, and slashed down fiercely towards the Hengduan Mountains in front of him.
A terrifying sword river fell towards the Hengduan Mountains, shaking the earth and mountains, and in an instant it cut the Hengduan Mountains in half.
The entire Hengduan Mountains look like a road was dug out by someone.
"From now on, the road between the north and the south is open, showing the determination of the integration of the north and the south!"
Su Lingfeng looked at the saints and said.
"Hahaha, that makes sense. I'll take a stab too!"
Xuanyuan Sword Saint said with a smile.
"sure!"
Su Lingfeng also readily agreed.
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