Zhang Xuan slowly stood up.
Although his cultivation didn't increase from this round of swallowing, it endowed him with ample foundation. Now, even if he encountered figures like Buddha or Demon Lord, he could easily slay them without worrying about insufficient power.
"Thank you!"
Looking at Bai Xiaosheng and the others behind him, Zhang Xuan smiled subtly, and suddenly, the Xuanyuan War Chariot appeared in mid-air.
"The grudges between us are resolved; if anyone troubles you in the future, send word, I will step in!"
The war chariot flickered and vanished into the sky.
"This Zhang Xuan doesn't seem to be as brutal as legend says…"
"Indeed! I thought even if we handed over all artifacts this time, a death was inevitable. Who knew he would just absorb some Heavenly Mandate Vitality and leave."
The three elders, Feng, Fire, and Thunder, exchanged glances, unable to help but release a breath of relief, simultaneously slumping to the ground.
