In the starry sky, the Dao Progenitor gazed at the armless man for a long time, and then he shook his head and fell silent.

The armless man glanced at Yang Ye, and then he vanished into the endless reaches of space.

The area returned to calm.

Meanwhile, down below.

Yang Ye had fallen unconscious. After killing numerous Sages from the Buddhist Path, he’d reached his own limits. Besides that, he was covered in injuries from the battle with them.

On the verge of collapse!

At this moment, his body was truly on the verge of collapse!

Yang Ye was in An Nanjing’s arms, and Ding Shaoyao was by her side. The Sovereign of Sky’s group was nearby, but there were only around five Sages left around him. Most of them had been killed by An Nanjing, and some had been killed by the experts of the god race.

The Buddhist Path had retreated while the god race had joined the battle, so the Alliance of All could be said to have suffered a terrible loss.

They’d lost completely!

Ding Shaoyao walked over to An Nanjing’s side and asked, “Is he alright?”

An Nanjing glanced at Ding...