The Holy Mountain wasn't entirely quiet; Sun Hengchuan was happily distributing red envelopes to the brothers of the Blood God Sect, claiming it was his apprentice's wedding and everyone should celebrate together.

Thus, there was joy all around.

No one dared to dispute Sun Hengchuan's claim that he was the apprentice's master; even Zhao Changhe acknowledged it. In terms of investment, Sun's was the envy of everyone. Although he had no ambition and was almost retired recently, only occasionally teaching newcomers the saber technique... it was only due to the northern expedition he raised his saber again. It's estimated that after returning, he'd enjoy his twilight years.

The practice of Blood Evil Skill is always accompanied by pain; conquering the Blood Evil isn't something everyone can manage. Sun Hengchuan couldn't endure it and had long thought of giving up. Many people in the Blood God Sect actually wish to retreat, putting away their weapons and returning to the worldly society, which seems the best choice for most of them. Anyway, Zhao Changhe would surely treat everyone well.

Even Xue Canghai, since being told off by Lie, had been very silent, uncertain of what he was pondering.

There is only one Zhao Changhe, not everyone can imitate him.

Xue Canghai said little, merely instructing the surrendering captives to set up tents and build camps. Though resentful, the captives dared not complain, glancing towards the mountain peak from time to time but quickly lowering their heads in dejection.

It's easy to imagine the dissolute scenes within the most sacred Longevity Heaven at the moment.

The most sacred Divine Hall, and Longevity Heaven, had turned into a place for others to copulate.

To the involved parties, it was romantic; to the captives, it was a complete conquest, almost like humiliation. But even this humiliation was met with resignation; the couple's mutual love, witnessed by heaven and earth, forming a bond with shared hearts, was nobody else's business. It wasn't the grassland's usual conquest and pillaging of tribes for their wives and daughters for pleasure.

In comparison, the dignity was much higher... to the extent that even those being conquered felt a convoluted sense of blessing, feeling it was deserved.

Grassland people value heroes; undoubtedly, the couple was heroic.

In the grassland, strength prevails, and submitting to heroes isn't disgraceful.

The head of the Heavenly God had been severed and placed on the sacrificial altar, the Bo'e belief shattered; they no longer wished to live... Those who hadn't reached Bo'e's extent still felt as if their bones were unraveled. Even though surveillance from Blood God Sect members on them was limited, none entertained thoughts of rebellion.

Who knows if Zhao Changhe inside, appearing like a god or demon, could annihilate thousands here with a single saber strike; who dared to act recklessly?

They were actually overthinking; at that moment, Zhao Changhe had no strength left, only enough to hold the delicate waist of the lady hero atop him as she actively used the Dual Cultivation Technique to heal him.

In a haze, he almost slipped into unconsciousness.

If Li Shentong hadn't made that sacrifice, Zhao Changhe himself would have been the one to block the path. He possessed the technique of instantaneous movement, intending to use it on the spot.

No plan was needed, nor were pros and cons considered. When the war reached that point, life and death were already put aside, not to be contemplated.

Li Shentong claimed it was returning a favor to Xia Longyuan, just words really; Zhao Changhe knew at that moment Li Shentong definitely hadn't thought about anything, just subconsciously choosing not to let the mission fail. Zhao Changhe felt the same...

Reflecting on it was a bit frightening; if he bore that brunt, he'd be dead with no suspense, his defensive power not at Li Shentong's level. It's amusing to think that someone who wanted to return home since coming here willingly laid his life on this land.

No wonder before leaving, Wanzhuang and others urged him intensely, fearing he'd get carried away... but what good is urging? When the time comes, who has space in their mind for that?

The victory in war requires countless heroes disregarding life and death; sacrificing thousands as a general succeeds often includes this general himself.

Even though Li Shentong substituted in blocking the path, the injuries from this battle were the severest since ages past. Although not looking as awful as before, the energy level he suffered wasn't comparable; until now, his body felt churned, his strength, from body to soul, utterly void.

Yue Hongling, disregarding embarrassment from all eyes, eagerly wished to consummate the marriage, not only out of urgency to heal him...

In the haze, there seemed to be a fleeting sense of the Blind Man's presence checking on him, but he said nothing.

Zhao Changhe wished to say, "Didn't you say you'd reveal all after this battle? I've been waiting for your explanation... Are you trying to default?"

...

The Blind Man wasn't intentionally defaulting.

Back when Ye Jiuyou's avatar fled under Mona's purple escape, the Blind Man jested, but on truth, he harshly struck down here.

No one can multitask, suffering injury to an avatar while confronting an adversary like the Blind Man; even Ye Jiuyou couldn't achieve that.

That's why the Blind Man engaged in a stalemate with her for days, awaiting the optimal moment... the Blind Man was always patient.

The dark night like a cage, enveloping Jiuyou, the cold moon warming days, driving life frail.

Be it human or god, life force rapidly dissipated, even eternal Jiuyou would have to slumber again.

This was on a law level, directly returning to silence. If Zhao Changhe were here, he'd know he couldn't withstand the Blind Man's full strike at this moment; when such overly abstruse laws materialize as attacks, only Jiuyou could resist.

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