The people from the Tianyuan Region and Cangxuan Heaven didn’t pursue the Sacred Race and Sacred Palace teams as their opponents retreated in embarrassment. Instead, they sighed emotionally for a good while.  

Who would have thought the mysterious and unfathomable Sacred Race would have such an embarrassing moment? 

It was utterly silent in the great valley, and everyone was staring gratefully and in awe at the young figure standing in the forefront. 

All Cangxuan Heaven forces knew that they likely wouldn’t have been able to escape if Zhou Yuan hadn't appeared. Therefore, after a moment of silence, everyone from Cangxuan Heaven bowed respectfully towards Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan, however, saw a hint of sorrow on many people’s faces. Although the Sacred Race team had been driven away, Cangxuan Heaven had still suffered significant losses, with many comrades killed in battle. The Cangxuan Heaven forces could be said to have endured life and death.

Zhou Yuan waved his hand gently and didn’t know what comforting words to say. After all, this was war, not some training among sects and factions.

At that moment,...