In this battle, Ye Xiwen's gains had been immense, far more than merely what he had reaped on the battlefield.
As everyone knew, the Rain of Merit that had fallen across the Eleven Provinces benefited every living being within them. In the time ahead, the human race's Eleven Provinces would usher in a golden age, with experts emerging one after another. This would thoroughly establish the human race's foundation as the foremost race beneath heaven.
Everyone knew that this was the Heavenly Dao rewarding Ye Xiwen for his earlier desperate resistance against foreign invaders.
In truth, the Heavenly Dao had bestowed rewards upon every race. Usually, it made the spiritual energy of their ancestral lands richer, or allowed them to stumble upon some clan-defending treasure.
These were also rewards for risking their lives in battle when the foreign enemies invaded.
Yet it had never directly sent down a Rain of Merit as nakedly and openly as it had over the Eleven Provinces.
Even an Emperor would find it exceedingly difficult to obtain merit. Such a torrential descent of Rain of Merit had almost only occurred when Creation Heavenly Lord founded the Creation God Dynasty, in a spectacle of that scale.
Besides the human race's Eleven Provinces, only the Chaos God Dynasty had received a Rain of Merit. Yet its scope was nowhere near that of the Eleven Provinces; only the Chaos God Capital had received the rain.
The Heavenly Dao was fair. Heaven and earth were heartless, treating all things as straw dogs. In the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, all living beings were the same, and rewards were bestowed simply according to the magnitude of one's merits.
In this battle, Ye Xiwen's merits had naturally far surpassed those of the Chaos Overlord. Moreover, Lord Qin, who had also rendered