The flames lingered in the sky for a long, long time.
Despite knowing that this was not the true dawn, feeling the warmth of the light, and experiencing this long-lost heat, the malice and panicked restlessness in people's hearts gradually dissipated.
"Hua Chou is dead!"
Zhu Minglang flew towards Divine City, loudly proclaiming.
At that moment, all organizations depending on the Tianshu God Manor collapsed.
Many vassal god clans and powers had no choice but to cease the conflict, for they knew that choosing to resist further would meet them with a heart-piercing barrage of arrows!
All the dragons returned to Zhu Minglang's side.
Despite being heavily scarred, their tall and burly figures stood erect beside Zhu Minglang, making his figure, with Sword Spirit Dragon in hand, appear even more majestic and sacred.
Under the Guishen Tree in God Pagoda Forest, Xuange God's eyes were dim, devoid of any luster.
