On the battlefield of Cangwu City, the rampaging Demon Army suddenly retreated like a receding wave without any warning.
Moments later, celebratory cheers echoed across the sky!
The twelve-day life-and-death battle felt like a dream!
With injuries all over his body, Yu Liang stood on top of the city walls, staring blankly at a massive Divine Light Stele descending from the sky. Suddenly, he kneeled on the ground and burst into tears!
Too many of his comrades had fallen, including Song Wei, who had just recently ascended to the rank of a cultivator.
Standing behind Yu Liang, Mei Xiaochen looked at him with heartache, yet she didn't step forward to console him.
Although Yu Liang often appeared carefree on normal days, he was extremely loyal and compassionate.
