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The smoke of the Demonic Tide battlefield gradually dissipated, and the air was filled with the joy of victory and the breath of exhaustion.

He Yihuan's arrival seemed to bring a sense of stability to the Demonic Tide battlefield. Everyone's face showed a look of relief, as if they had seen a bright light in the darkness.

Jiang Qingwu stood there, breathing slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of fatigue, but more of determination. She looked at He Yihuan, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

"Master, this demonic plot is truly too sinister," Jiang Qingwu said softly, a hint of fatigue and emotion in her voice. Her eyes revealed a deep reflection on this battle, as if she was pondering how to better cope with future challenges.

He Yihuan nodded slightly, his eyes deep and solemn. "The demons' actions this time were indeed beyond our expectations, but you have performed exceptionally well." His voice was steady and powerful, resonating like a bell in the hearts of the crowd. He glanced at the disciples around him, his eyes filled with admiration and satisfaction.

He Yihuan nodded slightly, his eyes deep and calm. "I was worried about you, so I came to check on you." His voice was steady and powerful, warming people's hearts.

Feng Ci also approached, his face brimming with excitement. "Uncle-Master, we truly escaped death this time." His voice was filled with emotion and relief. His eyes revealed a deep memory of the battle, as if he were recalling those thrilling moments.

He Yihuan glanced at Feng Ci and smiled faintly. "You all did well. This experience will be a valuable asset for your growth." His voice was filled with encouragement and anticipation. He knew these young disciples had gained a lot from this battle, and their growth would lay a solid foundation for future battles.

Mo Yunsheng and Su Chen also approached, their faces also wearing tired but relieved smiles. Mo Yunsheng's eyes were filled with anticipation for the future. "Uncle-master, we will definitely work harder in the future to prevent the demons from taking advantage of us again." Her voice was filled with determination and resolve.

Su Chen nodded in agreement. "This battle has made us realize the demons' evil and power. We must constantly improve ourselves to protect our homeland." His voice was filled with a sense of responsibility and mission.

He Yihuan watched them with a wave of emotion. These young disciples, faced with difficulties and challenges, didn't flinch. Instead, they bravely stepped forward and defeated their enemies with their strength and wisdom. Their growth and progress filled him with immense joy.

"You're all tired. Take a break first," He Yihuan said, his voice full of concern. He knew that these disciples had consumed a lot of physical and spiritual energy in this battle and needed a good rest to recover.

Everyone nodded and found a quiet place to sit down and rest. Although their faces were tired, their eyes were full of hope and confidence.

They knew that although the battle was difficult, they had ultimately won, and they believed that in the days to come, they would be able to continue defeating the demons and protecting their homeland.

Feng Ci spoke again: "Uncle Master, you came just in time. We almost couldn't hold on just now." His eyes were full of relief, as if he felt extremely lucky for He Yihuan's appearance.

Mo Yunsheng also nodded in agreement, "Yes, uncle-master. If you hadn't arrived in time, we don't know what kind of danger we would have faced." There was a hint of worry in her eyes, and at the same time she was full of trust in He Yihuan.

Su Chen stood quietly by, his eyes filled with respect. "Uncle Master, we feel at ease with you here." His voice was steady and resolute, filling the heart with confidence.

He Yihuan looked at them and smiled faintly. "You did a great job! You showed courage and wisdom in this battle." His voice was filled with praise, filling everyone's hearts with pride.

At this time, the surrounding disciples also gathered around. Their eyes were full of admiration and gratitude, looking at He Yihuan, Jiang Qingwu and others as if they were looking at the heroes in their hearts.

"Thank you, senior, and fellow Taoists from the Wuliang Sect for saving my life." A disciple said respectfully, his voice full of sincerity and gratitude.

"If it weren't for you, we would probably all have died here." Another disciple also said, his eyes full of emotion and relief.

He Yihuan waved his hand slightly and said, "You're welcome. We are all here to fight against the demons and protect the Dongxu Realm." His voice was full of justice and a sense of mission, which filled people with respect.

Jiang Qingwu looked at the disciples around him, feeling a surge of emotion. This battle had cost them a huge price, but it had also made them grow a lot.

"Master, what should we do now?" Jiang Qingwu asked, her eyes full of anticipation, hoping that He Yihuan could point them in the right direction.

He Yihuan pondered for a moment and said, "Let's clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded first. Then we will go to the viewing platform and meet with the elders of each sect." His voice was steady and powerful, which made people feel at ease.

Everyone nodded and began to move. Feng Ci and Su Chen led some disciples to clean up the battlefield, collecting spoils and useful items. Mo Yunsheng and some disciples skilled in medicine worked together to treat the wounded, bandaging their wounds and providing them with spiritual energy.

Jiang Qingwu accompanied He Yihuan as they patrolled the battlefield. Her eyes were filled with vigilance, fearing that there were still remaining demons or evil cultivators.

"Master, we have thwarted the demon clan's conspiracy this time, but they will definitely not give up. How should we deal with it in the future?" Jiang Qingwu asked, her voice full of worry.

He Yihuan frowned slightly, a look of solemnity in his eyes. "The demons are ambitious, and we must remain vigilant at all times. We must strengthen our training and improve our own strength, while also uniting with other sects to fight against the demons together."

Just as everyone was resting, good news arrived from the viewing platform. Li Qingtong, Shi Chenbai, and the others had successfully broken the formation and were now in control of the situation. Their faces were beaming with triumphant smiles, their hearts filled with joy and pride.

Li Qingtong contacted Jiang Qingwu via the sect's order. "Qingwu, how's the situation over there?" Her voice was filled with concern and anticipation. She knew the fighting on the Demonic Tide battlefield was intense, and she was worried about the safety of Jiang Qingwu and the others.

Jiang Qingwu felt a surge of warmth in her heart when she heard Li Qingtong's voice. "Senior Sister, we've successfully defeated the evil cultivator and are resting now." Her voice was filled with joy and relief.

Li Qingtong breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the news. "Great, I'm glad you're all okay. We've got the situation under control and are cleaning up the battlefield right now." She knew this victory had been hard-won, and they needed to sum up their experience and prepare for future battles.

Jiang Qingwu nodded slightly. "Sister, we'll also clean up the battlefield as quickly as possible and return to the viewing platform." Her voice was filled with determination. Although the battle was over, their mission wasn't complete. They needed to clean up the battlefield as quickly as possible and then return to the viewing platform to reunite.

After finishing his communication with Li Qingtong, Jiang Qingwu looked at everyone and said, "Now that everyone has rested, let's start cleaning up the battlefield. We need to return to the viewing platform as soon as possible to reunite with everyone. Master, please break the evil cultivation formation here."

Jiang Qingwu thought that the formation here had not been broken yet, so he gathered everyone and searched around. They unexpectedly found the eye of the formation. According to the calculations of a group of formation masters, this formation could only be broken by brute force. The evil cultivator set up this formation because he knew that their disciples were unable to break it.

"Master, come on!" Jiang Qingwu ordered.

Upon hearing this, He Yihuan's figure suddenly appeared at the core of the formation like a meteor passing through the void.

His presence seemed to bring with it an invisible force, causing the air around him to tense. He Yihuan's eyes were firm, and the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if resonating with the power within the formation.

"Everyone, step back. Let me break this formation." He Yihuan's voice was soft, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, carrying an undeniable authority. Upon hearing this, the disciples immediately followed his instructions and retreated to a safe location, their eyes filled with trust and admiration for this senior.

He Yihuan took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy in his body surged like a tide, converging on his sword. The sword emitted a dazzling light, as bright as the sun, illuminating the entire formation.

The moment he swung his sword, the space seemed to be distorted, and sword energy was like lightning that tore through the void, striking directly at the core of the formation.

Under He Yihuan's attack, the formation let out a mournful roar, as if resisting unwillingly. But He Yihuan's sword energy was too powerful, and each sword strike accurately hit the formation's weak points.

Finally, after a violent vibration, the formation scattered like broken glass, turned into starlight, and dissipated in the air.

As the formation was broken, a long-suppressed cheer erupted from the disciples. They looked at He Yihuan, their eyes gleaming with admiration, as if they were looking at an omnipotent hero.

"Senior He Yihuan is so amazing that he can break such a complicated formation so easily!" A young disciple said excitedly, his voice full of admiration and envy.

"Yes, with Senior He Yihuan here, what do we have to fear?" Another disciple echoed, his eyes full of confidence and expectation for the future.

The disciples gathered around, laughing and cheering for He Yihuan, their expressions filled with joy and excitement. He Yihuan felt a surge of warmth in his heart as he looked at these young faces. He knew these disciples would be the sect's future hope, and their admiration and respect were the greatest recognition of him.

"Everyone, you've done a great job. We have more important things to do next." He Yihuan smiled and encouraged the disciples. His voice was full of gentleness and encouragement, which made the disciples' excitement even more intense.

The disciples nodded after hearing He Yihuan's words, their eyes filled with determination. They knew that although the formation had been broken, the battle was far from over. They needed to continue working hard and fight for the glory and future of the sect.

After breaking the formation, everyone rested enough and began to clean up the battlefield. Their movements were swift and orderly, as if they were performing a solemn ceremony.

They cleared the battlefield of corpses and debris, and carried the injured disciples to a safe place for treatment. Their eyes were full of seriousness and responsibility, as if they were putting a perfect end to this battle.

As they cleaned up the battlefield, everyone felt very heavy-hearted. They saw many of their fellow disciples dead, and their hearts were filled with grief and anger.

Although they had won the battle, they had paid a heavy price. They vowed to make the demons pay an even greater price.

After some effort, the battlefield was finally cleared and a feeling of emotion welled up in my heart.

Jiang Qingwu looked at everyone and said, "Everyone has worked hard. Let's return to the viewing platform now."

After successfully breaking the formation, He Yihuan led the group on their return journey. Though their steps were weary, their hearts were filled with the joy of victory. However, the journey home wasn't entirely smooth, as Jiang Qingwu still had to fend for the two Mingyan Tower disciples.

Feng Ci returned to where he had placed the puppet and scanned the surroundings, finally settling on the majestic Black Tortoise puppet. He pressed his hands together, revealing two faces from its shell. The two men were disciples of Mingyan Tower. They were in good spirits, anxiously awaiting rescue, their injuries having fully recovered.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, we're finally here!" A disciple came forward excitedly, tears in his eyes. "We're trapped here and don't know how to get out. My sister and I thought we couldn't get out."

Jiang Qingwu comforted him softly, "Don't worry, we are safe now."

He Yihuan smiled and said, "Feng Ci's puppetry skills have become increasingly advanced."

The disciples nodded, their faces filled with admiration. "Yes, Senior Brother Feng Ci's puppetry is truly superb."

Jiang Qingwu smiled slightly and said, "Okay, let's go back together."

The disciples nodded in agreement, sharing their experiences along the way, and the atmosphere gradually became relaxed. He Yihuan and Jiang Qingwu stood guard to ensure that no accidents occurred.

"Junior Master, we really had a narrow escape this time. However, we finally succeeded in thwarting the demon clan's conspiracy." Feng Ci said with emotion, his voice full of pride.

Mo Yunsheng also nodded in agreement, "Yes, this battle has made us grow a lot. In the future, we must work harder and contribute our strength to protecting the Dongxu Realm."

Jiang Qingwu looked at the crowd, a warm feeling welling up in her heart. She knew that in this battle, they not only defeated the demons, but also gained friendship and growth.

Jiang Qingwu walked at the front of the team, a look of deep thought in her eyes. This battle had made her realize the power and evil of the demons, and it had also made her more determined to protect the Dongxu Realm.

He Yihuan followed Jiang Qingwu, his eyes full of concern. He knew that this battle was a huge test for Jiang Qingwu, and she needed time to adjust and recover.

"Qingwu, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Although we won this battle, the threat of the demons has not been completely eliminated. We still have a long way to go." He Yihuan said softly.

Jiang Qingwu nodded slightly, "Master, I know. I was just thinking about how we can better deal with the threat of the demons." There was a hint of worry in her voice, and she was obviously wary of the future actions of the demons.

"But then again, why did you come here? You knew clearly that this would affect your practice, and you clearly held it back..." Regarding Ye Qingcheng's matter, Jiang Qingwu looked at He Yihuan's back with a hint of blame in his eyes.

"Alas..." He Yihuan sighed, his face expressionless, but his heart warmed. "I was worried. When you asked me for help, I could sense that the formation was very dangerous. But didn't you solve it yourself? I didn't interfere."

"Fortunately, Master, you didn't get involved." Jiang Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief when he thought of this. Then he decided not to pursue the matter.