The Celestial Master of the Yellow Heaven Dao had died, and died in utter humiliation. He had not even had time to show himself before Zhang Chen's lightning reduced him to ashes.
Zou Wenlong, the supreme commander in charge of this campaign, had likewise died without the slightest suspense. A single bolt of Zhang Chen's Purple Firmament Divine Lightning had ground his bones to dust, leaving not even a fragment behind.
The great battle shocked the world. In this age of declining Dharma, Zhang Chen had displayed Supernatural Power and effortlessly beheaded the Yellow Heaven Dao's commander amid ten thousand troops, stunning the entire realm.
Hadn't they agreed that the age of declining Dharma had arrived? Everyone's Supernatural Power had vanished, yet he could still wield Lightning Technique. Upon hearing the news, all the major factions wanted to report Zhang Chen for cheating.
Moreover, the news spread in all directions with the force of a thunderclap. Yet with Supernatural Power gone, horses and carriages moved too slowly, while the realm was simply too vast. It would take time for this news to ferment and spread.
The more swiftly the northern lands had fallen in the past, the more swiftly their lost territory was now recovered. Wherever the northern army passed, Yellow Heaven Dao traitors in every city surrendered at the first whiff of danger and scattered in flight, not daring to face the northern army head-on.
Especially with Huang Chao secretly mobilizing men, the Yellow Heaven Dao army swiftly withdrew from Zhang Chen's territory, leaving behind only the great Lineages and local gentry who had echoed the Yellow Heaven Dao's rebellion, crying bitterly without cease.
Seeing that matters had gone awry, some of those great Lineages abandoned their foundations and fled for their lives, while others knelt once more and