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What shocked the disciple even more was that high in the sky, there was a small war flying boat belonging to the Wuya Sect flying back and forth at lightning speed.

Whenever it passed by, countless small war flying boats belonging to the old overlord and their armies would fall down like raindrops.

Such amazing fighting power is really beyond imagination.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the disciple couldn't help but widen his eyes, his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg, and his face was full of disbelief.

He muttered to himself, "Oh my God, is this person really from our Wu Ya Sect? His strength is too terrifying! He is just like the Li Demon!"

Wu Ya Sect's temporary headquarters...

At this moment, in the sky, a dilapidated small war flying boat, which seemed to have experienced countless battles, was slowly approaching the temporary headquarters.

It was like a tired bird, flapping its wings with difficulty.

Finally, the flying boat slowly stopped above the temporary headquarters.

Then, the hatch of the flying boat was slowly opened, and a figure jumped out like lightning and landed steadily on the ground.

This person was Shang Ying. He had an upright posture, a powerful aura, and exuded an awe-inspiring aura.

At this time, Shang Ying was seen holding a pile of things in his hands and walking quickly towards a sacrificial opening.

It turned out that he had a full 100 trophies in his hands.

When he reached the sacrificial entrance, he gently placed the spoils on the ground, then raised his head and said to the recorder standing beside him: "This is for this month!"

The clerk was originally writing something down, but he suddenly raised his head when he heard the sound.

When he saw clearly that the person coming was Shang Ying and the spoils were piled up on the ground, his eyes instantly widened as big as copper bells and his mouth opened so wide that an egg could almost fit in.

After a long while, he came back to his senses and stammered, "It's... it's you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him who were originally busy stopped what they were doing and looked over here curiously.

When they saw the scene clearly, they exclaimed in surprise and then swarmed over.

Everyone surrounded Shang Ying tightly and started talking about him.

Someone shouted excitedly: "Is that him? It's really Brother Shang Ying!" Someone else said with admiration: "Brother Shang Ying is so awesome! Last month, he killed 300 enemies! Although he only killed 100 this month, it's enough to give the army of the old tyrant of the Northern Territory a hard time! Now our Wuya Sect can have such a brilliant record, all thanks to Brother Shang Ying!"

Facing the crowd's overwhelming praise and deafening cheers, Shang Ying simply responded with a cold look. He pursed his lips and raised them slightly, revealing a faint sneer that was almost imperceptible. That smile was extremely cold and terrifying, as if all this glory was nothing but a passing cloud to him.

He has written what he wants to say on his face. Isn't it enough to have hands? If you want to blame someone, blame you for being too... However, if you look closely at his eyes, you can find that they are shining with confidence and pride, like the bright stars in the night sky. It is obvious that although he looks calm on the surface, he is also very proud of his amazing achievements in his heart.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the news that Shang Ying can easily kill more than 100 enemies every month spreads like wildfire and spreads at an astonishing speed. Not long after, this number soared to a staggering 200! Such an outstanding record naturally attracted the attention of various forces, and this shocking news eventually reached the ears of the leader of Wuya Sect.

After learning about this, Wuya Sect's leader Yin could no longer contain his excitement and rushed to Shang Ying's side without stopping. His face was filled with joy, his eyes were full of praise and affirmation, and he encouraged in a loud and passionate voice: "Well done! Shang Ying, you have really made great contributions to our sect! It is our fortune to have such an outstanding disciple like you! I hope you can continue to maintain this courageous and diligent spirit in the future, and never be proud and complacent."

“After we are completely settled down, this sect master will definitely appoint you as the young sect master and make you a role model admired by all the disciples!” After saying this, Sect Master Yin gently patted Shang Ying’s shoulder to encourage him.

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on Shang Ying, and one could clearly see that his eyes were firm and deep, as if he had already made up his mind about what he was thinking.

It turned out that after unremitting efforts, countless life-and-death tests, and numerous difficulties and obstacles, Shang Ying finally succeeded in breaking through to the remarkable Half-Step Lingxuan Realm.

However, this was just a starting point for the ambitious man, because he knew that he still had a long way to go if he wanted to truly step into the coveted Lingxuan realm.

The most critical issue facing him now is how to find an effective way to achieve this leap. After careful consideration and summary of past experience, Shang Ying realized that relying on external assistance might be the most suitable way for him at the moment.

After all, along the way, whether facing life and death or experiencing all kinds of hardships, he has persisted with tenacious perseverance and unyielding will. His heart has long been tempered as hard as a rock. Now, his inner tempering has reached perfection. If he can get the blessing of external forces, it will undoubtedly greatly increase the success rate of breaking through the Lingxuan realm.

So, Shang Ying began to sketch out in his mind the image of someone who could lend a helping hand. The first ones that caught his eye were those masters who were proficient in the art of formations, such as formation masters like Dong Ying. The wonderful formations they mastered might be a strong support for him to break through the realm. In addition, strong people like Qian Fan who had outstanding attainments in the field of alchemy also made him very excited. If he could get a powerful pill, it might have unexpected effects.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. At this moment, Shang Ying had nothing. He had neither met any masters who were good at formations nor established any connections with powerful alchemists. But even so, he was not discouraged, but placed his hopes on the turbulent war before him.

So there is only one way left for him to go. He believes that in this battlefield full of opportunities and challenges, as long as he maintains a keen insight and persists in searching, one day he will be able to get what he wants and find the key person or opportunity that can lead him to the Lingxuan Realm.