"The sacred artifact of Buddhism truly is extraordinary!"

  Xiao Lingchen opened his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.

  Just in that fleeting moment.

  He had gained profound insights.

  His understanding of cultivation and various techniques and divine powers had deepened significantly.

  He felt his own strength had improved considerably!

  If he were to sit under the Bodhi Tree and comprehend the Dao for a long time, his cultivation would surely advance by leaps and bounds!

  So, Xiao Lingchen gathered all the members of the Xiao Family who were cultivating in the Secret Realm.

  "Lingchen, why have you called us?"

  An elder of the Xiao Family inquired.

  Xiao Lingchen straightforwardly introduced to everyone:

  "The tree behind me is the sacred Bodhi Tree of Buddhism. Cultivating under it can greatly boost your cultivation and make it easier to comprehend the Great Dao."

  "In the future, you can come here often to cultivate and comprehend the Dao."

  Then, Xiao Lingchen took out a storage ring and handed it to the elder, saying:

  "Third Uncle, this storage ring contains all the treasures I've acquired recently. Distribute them among the clan members."

  "My father and Second Uncle are handling family affairs, so you all must stay here and quickly improve your cultivation and strength to strengthen our Xiao Family!"

  Xiao Lingchen's Third Uncle, Xiao Jing, happily accepted the storage ring and said with a smile:

  "Don't worry, everyone has been diligently cultivating during this time!"

  In fact, there was no need for Xiao Lingchen to instruct them.

  Since entering the Secret Realm of the Cauldron of Fate, everyone had cherished the abundant spiritual qi and resources here, cultivating day and night.

  Especially after being transformed by the Fate Transformation Qi gifted by Xiao Lingchen, their aptitude improved, and their cultivation advanced rapidly.

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  They wished they could cultivate eighteen hours a day instead of twelve.

  Now, several people had already begun to touch the threshold of the Dao Palace Realm!

  After giving his instructions, Xiao Lingchen didn't linger any longer.

  Upon leaving the Secret Realm.

  He learned from Yun Zhanyi that the elders of the sects had all arrived.

  Preparing to take their disciples back.

  Xiao Lingchen hurriedly led Yun Zhanyi to the gathering point.

  With the continuous use of the Divine Movement Step and Instant Movement Technique.

  The two finally caught the last ride back.

  The teleportation formation trembled wildly, and light burst forth.

  Disciples who participated in the Sect Tournament returned to the Supreme Mystical Sect in groups.

  Soon, all the disciples from the various sects gathered at the Supreme Mystical Sect's square.

  But at this moment.

  The square was filled with a sorrowful atmosphere.

  A month ago, everyone had gathered here, with millions of disciples.

  And now, in just a short month.

  Less than a third of the disciples remained.

  Most of their fellow disciples and brothers had died in the Dark Forest.

  "Alright, everyone!"

  At this moment, Elder Yunzhu flew onto the high platform and said loudly:

  "Do not be sad, do not be disheartened."

  "The path of cultivation is like this; one can fall at any moment."

  "Those who have fallen might be your friends, your family, or even yourselves!"

  "Though it is cruel, how can one prove the Great Dao without facing adversity?"

  "No matter how bitter or difficult, even if it may cost one's life, we cultivators must remain steadfast in our Dao heart to go further!"

  After some comforting words.

  Elder Yunzhu got to the main point.

  With a wave of his hand, he summoned a vortex formation before everyone.

  Then he introduced:

  "Everyone."

  "The formation you see before you is used to tally the points you earned in this tournament."

  "Next, each sect's disciples will sequentially throw the scoreboard tokens they obtained in the tournament into the vortex of the formation, and it will automatically calculate the points for each sect in this tournament!"

  "If anyone has killed members of the Demon Race, you can bring their heads to the side for unified tallying by the sect's stewards."

  So next.

  Each sect began to throw their scoreboard tokens into the formation.

  It didn't take long.

  The points of the first few sects were tallied.

  Myriad Beast Sect, 1.85 million points.

  Tianhe Sect, 1.56 million points.

  Tianjian Sect, 3.56 million points.

  Hundred Flowers Sect, 2.22 million points.

  ......

  As the host, the Supreme Mystical Sect was naturally the last to be tallied.

  At this moment, after the first eleven sects had been tallied.

  It was finally the Supreme Mystical Sect's turn.

  Under everyone's watchful eyes, the disciples of the Supreme Mystical Sect began to throw their scoreboard tokens into the vortex formation.

  The point value on the formation skyrocketed like a rocket.

  1 million, 2 million, 3 million!

  Finally.

  The point value for the Supreme Mystical Sect settled at 3.3 million.

  Still more than 200,000 short of the highest-scoring Tianjian Sect.

  On the high platform.

  Elder Lin Chunguang of the Tianjian Sect chuckled and said:

  "What a pity, what a pity! Elder Yunzhu, your Supreme Mystical Sect's points still fall short of my Tianjian Sect!"

  "We'll gladly accept the first place in this tournament!"

  Elder Yunzhu retorted:

  "Why are you in such a hurry? Our sect's disciples might have killed quite a few from the Demon Race!"

  Upon hearing this.

  The elders of the various sects chuckled.

  "Elder Yunzhu, don't get your hopes up."

  "Indeed, haha! We all know that the disciples of the Tianjian Sect specialize in swordsmanship, their combat power is astonishing, and they have killed the most Demon Race cultivators among us. It will be difficult for your Supreme Mystical Sect to make up this gap of over 200,000 points!"

  Just as a few elders were chatting and laughing.

  Xiao Lingchen had already arrived at the place where the Demon Race heads were being tallied.

  "Excuse me, everyone."

  Xiao Lingchen reminded them.

  Then, he released the Demon Race heads that Yun Zhanyi had collected for him from the storage ring.

  "Clatter!!!"

  The sound of heads rolling echoed.

  In an instant, the densely packed Demon Race heads filled half the square, piled up like a mountain!

  Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked.

  The elders on the high platform were also stunned!

  "What!!!"

  Elder Lin Chunguang of the Tianjian Sect was so shocked his beard flew up.

  "How is this possible!"

  "Where did so many heads come from?"

  "Are these all Demon Race heads from the Dark Forest?"

  "This... this... this is too many!"

  "How many heads are there?!"

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