After Xiangyue's nine heads were all beheaded, the entire battlefield fell into dead silence.
Only after holding their breaths for the third time, everyone became certain of Xiangyue's death, and the city of Yichang erupted in thunderous cheers.
The governors of Huguang and Yunyang on Mount Zhenjing both visibly relaxed, then their faces became suffused with joy.
They both knew that once Xiangyue was dead, the moisture in the world would no longer be artificially interfered with and would swiftly return to normal.
"This is truly a great act of saving the world." The governor of Yunyang blushed, "I will propose for the merits of Earl Jingan. With Xiangyue's death, tens of millions of people along the upper and lower reaches of the Yangtze River can be saved."
"Killing Wu Zhiqi, Chang Ze, and Xiangyue one after another in just a few days, solving this flood in Jiangnan, this is truly an unprecedented accomplishment."
