From the top of the hill, there was a perfect view of the battlefield from yesterday. Han Jin's sword technique had completely destroyed the ancient trees for several hundred meters, making the forest look like a long haired girl who had a bald spot on her head. It was quite eye-catching in the expanse of an endless dense forest, but it was also quite unpleasant to look at. 

Han Jin stood silently on top the cliff, alone, and looked down on the forest. He wasn't reminiscing about his achievement yesterday. If his master had used the sword technique, no one would have been left alive under the radiance of the sword. In all honesty, he had brought shame to his master! 

Han Jin's thoughts drifted to a far away place. Some memories wouldn't feel like much if they were left alone, but would cause great pain once they were touched! This was why, ever since yesterday, his mood had been gloomy. 

On the battlefield, seven or eight black dots were moving, all of them, young magicians collecti