"That guy has finally fallen."
Li Jiaojiao laughed.
Earlier, to prevent Leng Dao from realizing they weren't dead yet, they had to wear masks to hide their identities. As a result, Leng Dao thought they were just other disciples of the Misty Sect.
Now, the only outsider who knew they had once been killed but could resurrect, Leng Dao, has been slain.
They could finally shed their disguise.
"We've won!"
Huo Yunjie raised his longsword high, laughing heartily three times.
Everyone also raised their arms and cheered.
"Next, clean up the battlefield, gather all you can, leave nothing wasted."
Huo Yunjie said with a smile.
"Alright."
The disciples began cleaning up, discovering that although Leng Dao's armor was shattered, there were still some fragments due to its special material, so they collected them all.
In addition, they also obtained the Nine-Holed Long Saber.
