The armies of Jade Flower Sacred Land and Zixiao Sacred Land pursued from behind. All were reinforced with the Army's Spirit state, moving rapidly in a vast formation that stretched for hundreds of miles.
Soon, the ruins of Zixiao Sacred Land returned to tranquility; aside from the scattered corpses, there was no sign of human life. The dense Evil Qi gradually faded. Pale moonlight quietly spread, illuminating the bloody battlefield. Fresh blood flowed like streams, pooling into rivers, revealing piles of corpses and the mournful wails of tormented souls.
A cold wind swept through, and the figures of Guo Jia and Soul Annihilation materialized, each standing atop a separate mountain peak, gazing westward.
Neither Guo Jia nor Soul Annihilation had any intention of making a move. They both knew well that the time for the decisive battle had not yet arrived.
「The next day.」
