Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

Having made his decision, the Wuhuan elder no longer hesitated.

He raised his hand and waved it, and the huge bronze spaceship moved in response, landing at his and the old woman in black armor.

"Let's go! Let's go stay with an old friend of mine for a while!"

The two stepped onto the bow of the ship. The Wuhuan elder glanced back one last time at the five battle platforms littered with "corpses," his eyes filled with resentment. He gritted his teeth and could only let out a hateful shout in the end.

"Walk!"

The bronze spaceship suddenly accelerated, its hull transforming into a long, bluish-gray rainbow that tore through the sky and receded into the distance from this world.

The wind stopped, and the clouds dispersed.

The alien aura that had oppressed the entire world for so long finally receded like the tide as the bronze spaceship departed.

However, just as the bronze spaceship disappeared into the horizon...

Five battle stages.

The five alien "corpses" moved almost simultaneously.

The five alien races stood up at the same time, looking at each other across the distance, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

They survived.

He survived a seemingly hopeless situation.

All of this was due to that telepathic message.

The five people's gazes turned to the black-clad figure standing with his hands behind his back on the third battle stage.

One of the young men from another race hesitated for a moment before speaking first.

"Thank you this time..."

As he uttered those words, a strange feeling surged within him. Just moments before, he had been a mortal enemy of humanity, a prodigy of an alien race who had stepped onto the battle stage with a death wish. And now, he stood here, thanking a young human.

Nothing could be more absurd than this.

Upon hearing this, Xia Jin's smile deepened.

"There is no need to thank me. This time, it was simply a mutually beneficial arrangement between us."

A few words, understated yet perfectly apt.

This attitude actually dissipated much of the last bit of awkwardness in the hearts of the five alien prodigies.

"Until we meet again. Let's go!"

One of the alien youths glanced at Xia Jin, then nodded to his companion. He soared into the air, transforming into a streak of light and flying into the distance. The other four followed closely behind, quickly disappearing from Xia Jin and the others' sight.

The Second Palace Master, Zhan Tiangang, stood with his hands behind his back, gazing in the direction where the five figures had disappeared. His brows furrowed slightly, and he slowly clenched and unclenched his fist three times.

He hesitated.

With his cultivation level, if he were to make a move now, none of those five alien prodigies would escape. With a mere wave of his hand, he could truly "die," instead of just putting on an act as before.

His gaze subtly fell upon Xia Jin.

Seeing that the other party still did not react, the clenched hand finally loosened completely.

He held back.

"Fine. Since Xia Jin has no intention of keeping them here, let them go."

However, after the alien races left, the Second Palace Master still walked to Xia Jin's side. His gaze was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger, and he simply asked, "Why didn't you leave them behind?"

Xia Jin turned around to meet the Second Palace Master's gaze. His expression showed no panic or deliberate attempt to ingratiate himself. He simply bowed calmly and said, "Second Palace Master, you should also know that these alien prodigies pose no threat whatsoever to our Temple or our human race."

"It's better to spare them than to kill them."

"From now on, these people will have to hide their identities, hide in the shadows, and survive in the cracks of this world."

"And precisely because of this, they may become our eyes and ears in the future. Information about the movements of other races is sometimes much clearer when obtained from within than when we gather information from the outside."

After Xia Jin finished speaking, she looked at the other person with a smile.

The Second Palace Master remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded, seemingly agreeing with Xia Jin's statement.

The Fifth Palace Master also walked over at this moment. He looked Xia Jin up and down, then patted him heavily on the shoulder:

"Good lad! You're courageous and resourceful, far superior to me in my youth! Our resounding victory this time is largely thanks to you!!"

"Fifth Palace Master, you flatter me." Xia Jin smiled modestly.

"Junior Brother Xia!" A deep voice rang out from behind.

Xia Jin turned around and saw the Marquis of Chu striding towards her.

"Hahahaha!" Chu Hou's laughter preceded his arrival. He rushed to Xia Jin in three strides, and without a word, slapped his large, fan-like hand directly onto Xia Jin's shoulder.

"Snapped!"

The slap landed solidly, causing Xia Jin's shoulder to sag slightly and her lips to twitch.

"Junior Brother Xia! We really owe you a great debt this time! If it weren't for your planning, even if we had won today's battle, we would have suffered heavy losses!"

As he spoke, he turned to look at Yang Qingxuan and the others behind him.

"Junior Brother Xia, Boss Chu is right! If it weren't for you, even if we all went all out, we might not have been able to gain any advantage against these alien races!" Yang Qingxuan nodded and gave Xia Jin a thumbs up.

"Junior Brother Xia, I'm convinced! This time, I, Wu Feng, am truly impressed!" Wu Feng sheathed his butcher's knife, then squeezed in front of Xia Jin, looking at him with a broad smile. "This time, you've really led us to bring honor to the Temple! Hahahaha!"

The crowd chatted and laughed, completely dispelling the tense atmosphere from the earlier battle.

"Alright, alright!!" Li Zhan had a hearty smile on his face, and his usually half-closed, drunken eyes were wide open now, shining with a burning light.

"What's the point of all this endless chatter?" Li Zhan walked to the center of the crowd and raised the gourd of wine above his head.

"Let's go! Tonight's a celebration party, we won't leave until we're completely drunk!"

......

At the same time,

The Eastern Xuan Continent.

An ordinary village entrance.

A little girl with pigtails cried out to the man holding her, "Daddy! Daddy! Look! The auspicious omen you mentioned has disappeared!!"

The man stared at the sky for a long time, and suddenly a thin layer of mist welled up in his eyes.

Then, he let out a long, long sigh of relief.

"Yes. This once-in-a-century 'auspicious omen'... has finally disappeared."

"We can finally get a good night's sleep tonight."

The little girl nodded as if she understood, though she didn't quite understand why her father was suddenly so happy. But when she saw him smile, she smiled too.

The Imperial Palace of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Outside the Jinwang Palace, two beautiful figures stood side by side, Leng Yuexi and Su Xuanji gazing at the sky.

Looking at the dissipating crimson sky.

Leng Yuexi and Su Xuanji almost simultaneously withdrew their gazes.

Then, they looked at each other.

At that moment, a thousand words were contained in that one glance.

"It seems..." Leng Yuexi began, her voice trembling slightly, yet carrying a sense of relief at surviving a calamity, "This means my husband has won, and we have safely weathered this world-ending catastrophe!"

The moment she said those words, she seemed to go limp.