Five or six hundred young prodigies set foot in Great Qian, icy wind and snow lashing their faces.
At that moment:
Many people cried.
Though they were prodigies, though they were powerful,
at this very moment, they still could not hold back their tears.
They had survived a calamity, and tears of joy spilled forth.
All along the way, they had been on tenterhooks, terrified that Chu Qing would suddenly appear and force them to slaughter one another.
They feared some idiot would talk in his sleep about destroying Chu Qing and taking revenge on Chu Qing, bringing a disaster that would topple the heavens upon them.
Fortunately, it was all over.
Fortunately... they had survived.
One prodigy disregarded everything and sprinted toward the Imperial Capital:
"Don't follow me!"
"I'm going home!"
The other prodigies began running at almost the same time:
"Who's following you?"
"We're going home too!"
As a result:
Several hundred prodigies once again formed a massive procession and raced toward the Imperial Capital.
They crossed mountains and ridges. To take shortcuts, they even passed brazenly through one main city after another.
The superhumans of the main cities rose into the air and looked around:
When they saw a group of bedraggled young prodigies, they were somewhat dumbfounded.
"Why are these young prodigies in such a sorry state?"
"I think when they passed through here over a month ago, they were still high-spirited and full of vigor!"
"How did they end up like this?"
"Still, it feels like their spirit and energy have grown!"
The prodigies did not want to grow at all.
Many of them only wanted to quietly remain innocent... children.
But:
After the Chu Qing incident, they had been forced to grow up.
They sped all the way like wind and lightning.
At last,