The outcome of such a battle was foreseeable.

The once glorious and flourishing Luo family of the Immortal Realm, after this battle, never recovered. It didn't take long for several major forces to join together and completely carve up all its assets. The Luo family withered away from there.

Those life-and-death enemies of the Demon Lord, in this battle, were mostly eliminated, and the one or two survivors all went into hiding, disappearing without a trace, never daring to show their faces again.

The Elixir Sect emerged completely victorious, this battle firmly establishing its status in the Immortal Realm. It went from a first-rate power to being among the true top-tier forces almost overnight. And thus, the Immortal Realm went from having two top-tier forces to a balance of power among three.

Indeed, it can be said that Lingdan Hall's early bet on Chu Mo, followed by the Elixir Sect's thorough implementation of Lingdan Hall's orders, was key to this great victory.

Additionally, without the intervention of the Demon Lord couple, the arrival of this great victory might have been significantly delayed. Or, the question of whether such a victory would even have occurred remains an unknown.

The Demon Lord was truly too dominant! His strength sent chills down the spines of all his enemies.

But in reality, was the Demon Lord truly invincible? Was he really immune to injury? The truth was, he was not.

The Demon Lord was not genuinely invincible, he too could be wounded, but he displayed a domineering and unparalleled attitude, telling everyone: even if I'm not truly invincible, you cannot defeat me! Even if I can still be injured, you don't have the ability to do it!

Through this battle, the Demon Lord also thoroughly established his own reputation, to the point where after the war, message boards everywhere were filled with news about this battle, about the Demon Lord. Many great powers in the Heavenly Realm took notice of the Demon Lord. And through various channels, they sought to invite the Demon Lord to join their clans and sects.

To this, the Demon Lord, who didn't care for message boards, completely disregarded it.

After the battle, having thanked the members of the Elixir Sect with Die, the Demon Lord directly said to Heaven Slaying, "Take me to find him."

Hum!

Heaven Slaying soared into the sky, then hung suspended in the air.

The Demon Lord took Die's hand, followed closely behind Heaven Slaying, and together they flew off into the distance.

The Zhuge Family met with tragedy, while the Luo family couldn't escape decline. Yet, the two central figures of this battle were still very much alive in this world.

Rumors in the Immortal Realm about Chu Mo being from the Demon Clan began to diminish more and more.

When some naive young people mentioned this matter, they would be scolded by their elders, "Spouting nonsense, who told you Chu Mo is from the Demon Clan?"

"What demon? You little rascal, I think you're the demon!"

"Nonsense about everyone being duty-bound to eliminate him—if you're tired of living, go yourself, and don't drag the family down with you!"

At such times, these young people would always look at their elders with aggrieved faces, angry but not daring to speak, thinking to themselves, who was it that said Chu Mo comes from the Demon Clan just a few days ago? Who said that the Demon Lord was a demon demon? Who claimed that the Demon Lord and Chu Mo were both the vilest villains in the Immortal Realm, that everyone was duty-bound to eliminate them?

This sort of thing kept happening in various places across the Immortal Realm.

It seemed that after this battle, countless cultivators in the Immortal Realm had changed their original perceptions. The entire Immortal Realm had returned to peace at an unimaginable speed.

In a small southern town, in front of a sundries stall, an old cultivator was dozing off, and a young, beautiful girl was frowning while tidying up, mumbling as she did, "Look at you, at your age, making such a mess of this place, what are all these trashy things? Still keeping them around!"

The old cultivator, half-asleep, said, "Don't mess around, those things are treasures!"

"Hmph, they're treasures, so I shouldn't touch them, right?" the girl said with a hint of danger in her voice.

The old cultivator immediately shivered, opened his eyes, and looked at the girl with a fawning face, "Heh heh, you're my biggest treasure, what are these trashes? Throw away anything you don't like!"

"That's more like it!"

At that moment, a sarcastic voice rose from afar, "Yo, lucky old cripple, where did you find such a flowery beauty? Is she your illegitimate daughter? What if I marry her... father-in-law?"

A thug-like man swaggered over from a distance, everyone on the street avoided him with expressions of disgust, yet none dared to speak.

Because this fellow, who looked like a thug, was actually a peak Mahayana cultivator and a bully in this city, oppressing men and woman alike, no one dared to provoke him.

Previously, he would come to the old cultivator's place to mooch off of him, taking whatever he liked without ever paying. The old cultivator never uttered a word, simply letting him have his way.

But this time... things were different.

The old cultivator stood up and glanced at him indifferently, "Who are you calling an old cripple?"

"Oh?" The thug-like peak Mahayana cultivator approached with a cold sneer, his mocking tone barely hiding his contempt, "Old bastard, old cripple, I'm talking about you! Have you grown some courage? Or do you want to show off some manliness in front of this beauty?"

The lady glanced at the old cultivator and said indifferently, "Have you let this trash humiliate you all these years?"

The old cultivator chuckled, "You've been in the Buddhist sect for so many years, but why is your temper still so explosive?"

The woman glared at the old cultivator, "The right to bully you is mine, who are they to do so?"

The thug-like peak Mahayana cultivator was somewhat puzzled, staring blankly as the mismatched pair flirted and argued. A surge of anger quickly rose within him, and he shouted furiously, "Old cripple..."

Smack!

A crisp sound cut off the remaining words of the peak Mahayana cultivator.

The old cultivator landed a heavy slap across the face of the peak Mahayana cultivator and then said sternly, "You probably... have never heard of the deeds of my youth."

"You dare to hit..."

Smack!

Another sharp sound rang out as the old cultivator slapped him again.

"Scum without any upbringing, get lost!" The old cultivator's icy voice cut like a knife into the peak Mahayana cultivator's heart.

For some reason, this peak Mahayana cultivator felt fear creeping in. This made it unbearable for his prideful nature. Immediately, he pulled out a dharma instrument and blasted it towards the old cultivator.

"Old beast... I'll kill you!"

Calmly, the old cultivator picked up an item that looked like a piece of scrap iron from his stall and slammed it towards the dharma instrument.

Bang!

The dharma instrument shattered on impact.

Then, the scrap metal struck the peak Mahayana cultivator squarely in the face, instantly covering him in blood.

"If you don't leave now, I will kill you!" the old cultivator said coldly.

The peak Mahayana cultivator looked at the old man in horror... and then turned and ran!

Suddenly, the street erupted with cries of shock; people had never seen the old cultivator make a move, and it was only today they realized that this unremarkable old cultivator was actually so terrifying.

The old cultivator looked at the woman beside him and said obsequiously, "You see, I told you... all my stuff is treasure, right?"

The woman snorted and then said, "Alright, hurry up and pack up your junk, let's leave this place."

"Are we really leaving?" The old cultivator's face showed a hint of reluctance.

"Does a place like this really suit you?" the woman sighed softly, "If it weren't for the Sect Leader, I would've never returned in this lifetime. Your leg... there's no hope of recovery, we both owe the Sect Leader!"

A serious look came over the old cultivator's face as he nodded, "Alright, let's join him! I think I can still be of some use!"

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