Dawn broke. The golden blazing sun pierced the gloom of night and poured down between heaven and earth, awakening all living things.
In Jing Province City, the bells of a new day spread and echoed along with the wisps of cooking smoke filling the city.
Jing Province was peaceful. Peddlers who made their living by selling goods had long since begun calling out from their stalls.
Fang Xuan casually bought some breakfast and ate as he walked.
The rising sun hung in the east. There were not many people on the streets, yet every face overflowed with happiness.
Fang Xuan silently ate his breakfast, sensing the happiness in the hearts of the city's common folk.
The human heart was strange; it was never simply black or white. Everyone had their own pursuits, yet beneath these heavens, only the common people sought something as simple as peace under heaven.
But under the threat of the evil demons' invasion, that simplest and most unadorned wish had become an extreme luxury.
The Primordial Secret Realm needed him, but Fang Xuan did not want to have his time constrained at such a moment.
For the first time, he and Ruan Hong had disagreed.
As he pondered, Fang Xuan had already arrived south of the city.
Whoosh!
A streak of golden light swept across the street and finally stopped beside Fang Xuan.
Lingxi yawned, looking somewhat bored. "Fang Xuan, reclaiming Yan Province was even easier than I imagined. And that younger brother of yours was more ruthless than I expected."
"Three hundred thousand Red Eyebrow believers—he slaughtered them just like that. Even back when I was in the Primordial Secret Realm, I never struck with such a ruthless hand."
Although the Dragon Whale Army had served as the main force in the assault on Yan