1st City's skies.
When Lin Zichen returned here, the great battle had long since ended, leaving behind only a chaotic scene.
At a glance, ruined walls and scattered corpses covered the field.
Many somewhat familiar faces from the city had become corpses, forever left on the battlefield.
Some met even worse fates, completely annihilated without leaving behind a trace.
"This is war..."
Lin Zichen muttered to himself, feeling somewhat disheartened.
He surveyed the battlefield from above.
Quickly.
Lin Zichen dove down at high speed, turning into a streak of light that flashed down, landing precisely in front of Shen Qinghan.
Shen Qinghan was helping the wounded to collect blood, and seeing Lin Zichen suddenly appear before her, a smile emerged on her delicate face:
"Lin Zi, you've finally come back safely, I've been so worried about you."
"You don't have to worry anymore, all the troubles have been taken care of."
