The light pillar that descended from the sky disappeared gradually together with the two figures. It was as though they never existed, yet they linger on, for all eternity.
The sky was brightening up, though the rain continued to fall.
The Mountain Breaking Army and Yan Cloud Calvary started to clean up the battlefield in silence. No one spoke as they lifted the bodies off the grounds.
They were victorious. The Northern Barbarians had retreated and King Xieluo had fallen.
However, this was a victory that no one was happy about. That was because countless soldiers had fallen in the rain. Even Prince Li of the First Rank, a legendary figure to the Great Xia Dynasty had sacrificed himself in this war.
Yan Qianli slowly walked towards Prince Li of the First Rank. Quickly, he arrived right in front of him before covering him in his own coat.
