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When the radiant glow of dusk converges with the starlight of night, the gates of the Ninth Underworld will open to the World of Mortals, allowing wandering souls to find peace in Dongyi's Lutuo.
In the desolate mountains and wild grass, the green hills are buried with bones.
Tattered banners are stuck in the mud mixed with rainwater and blood, and the ground is littered with corpses that seem to chant a silent hymn. A Night Crow, having flown from who knows where, lands upon the unburied bones, as lost souls traverse the Bridge of Helplessness, ushering in yet another beginning.
The smoke of war spreads across the World of Dust, and for the first time, the relentless momentum of the Nine Nether Alliance faces an obstacle. The might of the Imperial Knight shocks the entire world, yet no one remembers those soldiers who dragged their enemies' blood across the battlefield during the Battle of the Desolate Mountains.
After the battle at the academy, the rescue operation led by Gu Ping and Ying Zhan undoubtedly became the focal point for everyone.
The emergence of Three Thousand Martial Practitioners marks yet another unexpected turn for a Daoist Sect, causing an even greater deviation from an already straying future.
This was all due to one man's appearance, yet no one knows where that old man is, when he will reach the end of his life, or when he will ascend to the heavenly realm.
When immortals no longer possess absolute dominion, it is the strength at the bottom that will determine the course of war. Undoubtedly, after years of conflict, the Great Qin Empire holds significant advantages, especially with three thousand Nascent Soul Realm Martial Cultivators.
No one anticipated that the Great Qin Empire had secretly nurtured such a large number of Martial Cultivators. The peak symbol of the Human Emperor Era had long since vanished with the fall of the first generation Human Emperor Dynasty but has now reappeared on the battlefield.
This also validates another legend: that the Great Qin Ying Clan is indeed a successor to the Human Emperor Dynasty, having schemed in secrecy for countless years to restore their dynasty's former glory.
To ordinary people, it does not matter; they only know that beyond Northern Town Pass lies a desolate mountain where Qin Empire's Iron Cavalry ravages enemy forces as if in a lawless land.
For common folk, that is enough.
It serves as a signal—a safe haven. The Great Qin Empire brings them hope from despair, providing shelter for those in need.
Countless Refugees received this news and began to flock to the Great Qin Empire without pause, while Cheng Dao Sect did not intervene to stop them.
In a small border town of the empire, Gu Ping watched helplessly as Hong Ling wept while holding a red dragon. He turned away in resignation; he knew he was late.
Jiang Anbo was gravely injured; although healed, he would likely be unable to make any breakthroughs in a short time. Wen Shiren's heart was exhausted; despite slaying Zhang Liuyuan, he nearly became incapacitated. It was uncertain how long it would take for him to recover. The Night Emperor had fallen from early Transcendence to Peak of Nascent Soul due to his secret method for elevating his realm.
Compared to others, Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, had solid cultivation and was not significantly harmed. After the battle between Wen Dou and Leng Gucun and Wei Wuyou, he gained some insights, and perhaps he would achieve a breakthrough in the future.
Pei Shigui exerted all his strength to wield the Sword of Kings, suppressing the Nine Nether Cultivator. He suffered a backlash from the sword spirit and needed time to recuperate. Gu Ping's Celestial Sacred Body was composed entirely of pure spiritual energy, so he did not sustain much damage.
Bu Luo, a cultivator, fundamentally differed from other practitioners; one sought external power while the other sought control. Gu Ping was uncertain when his next breakthrough would occur—whether soon or far off.
Hong Yulong performed the Spirit Binding Technique, merging with his artifact. Whether he could achieve a Pseudo-Artifact was something no one had anticipated. As for recovery, Gu Ping hoped to take Hong Yulong to meet Yin Tianheng, that living fossil who had existed for hundreds of thousands of years, to inquire about a solution.
After some polite exchanges, everyone dispersed. Hong Ling reluctantly bid farewell to the red dragon that was Hong Yulong and turned to Gu Ping's side.
"I must ensure his recovery. I promised him I would bring him back unharmed," she insisted.
"Then he is mine," Gu Ping replied.
The two waved goodbye as Hong Yulong allowed Gu Ping to leave his side and entered the mansion in Little Jiang Kingdom. Ling Chanzi continued to exorcise souls on the battlefield and did not follow them.
Liu Lao Jiu continued his journey as a wandering hero in the Jianghu, while Ying Zhan led the Imperial Knights back to the empire's borders. Leng Gucun joined Ling Chanzi, and together they would continue their activities on the Northern Battlefield.
The Night Emperor accompanied Gu Ping to recover from his injuries, along with Tan Siyuan, Jiang Anbo, and the severely injured Wen Shiren.
As they arrived, Yang Yan joyfully ran out of the house upon seeing the descending red dragon. He looked surprised at its smaller form coiling around the courtyard.
The children in the yard watched curiously yet fearfully at the majestic red dragon. They wanted to approach but hesitated, hiding behind a large tree while peeking at Hong Yulong.
"Is it really you, Master?"
Jiang Anbo and Wen Shiren's spiritual energy slowly floated down from Hong Yulong's back as they steadily walked into the courtyard.
"What happened to you?"
Yin Tianheng arrived a few days ago after receiving a message from Gu Ping, but he was taken aback by the sight of Wen Shiren in such a disheveled state.
The idea proposed by the disciples had caused trouble for many, and the disciples would bear the consequences without complaint.
Wen Shi bent his body slightly, intending to offer a grand gesture of respect, but was stopped by Bei Qinping.
Hmm?
Yin Tianheng glanced again at the large red dragon occupying most of the courtyard, muttering to himself:
It doesn't look like a True Dragon. Why does it lack dragon might? Is it dead? Alive? Spirit Binding Technique?
Master's discerning eye quickly caught the crux of the problem, and Yi Dongzi laughed heartily.
Gu Ping scratched his head awkwardly, looking at the frowning Yin Tianheng, hoping to hear some good news.
I remember that I can refine pills. There are a few Recipes over there; I'll take them and refine some for my senior brother.
After saying this, he cast another glance at Hong Yulong.
I'll go with him.
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