Outside Cang Lan City, Morton's head was hung in the air to console all the dead souls within the city.
The dozen or so students who managed to survive were evacuated by the executive department, and after seeing Morton's head, it was as if a tight knot had been unwound in their hearts, and some of them wept tears of release while others finally allowed their tightly wound up bodies to rest before falling unconscious.
The Heavenly Court observed countless casualties every day. In particular, death was a normal occurrence when battling the Blood Tribe or the snow maidens.
This was the harsh reality of the cultivating world; there was no eternal peace or happiness, and the entire continent was riddled with wars of varying scale.
Having completed their mission, An Lin, Xu Xiaolan, Tina, Da Bai, and Xiao Chou arrived back at Huang Quan City.
Meanwhile, in the central region of the Dark Marshlands.
Within the Divine Palace of Life…