Atop the Chaos Great Wall's battlements, the day was adorned with lanterns and colored banners, alive with jubilation. The crimson wolf-smoke had long since died away. In its place hung strings of festive red lanterns, each bearing the word "Victory," swaying gently in the breeze.
The training ground beneath the battlements had become a sea of celebration. Hundreds of thousands of allied soldiers, clad in brand-new armor and holding vivid banners, sang and danced. Their faces brimmed with the joy of victory. Their battle cries had become cheers. Their war songs had become triumphant anthems.
Shen Hao stood at the center of the battlements. He still wore that moon-white Chaos Dao Robe, its Longevity Lotus patterns glimmering faintly gold beneath the sunlight. Zi Xuan stood at his side, dressed in a flowing pink gown, a sweet smile on her face. In her hands, she held a bouquet of blooming Origin Flowers, their petals radiating rich spiritual energy.
The battlements were filled with elders and commanders from the ten thousand races. Joyful smiles covered their faces. As they watched the cheering soldiers below, their eyes shone with gratified warmth.
Lei Meng stepped to Shen Hao's side and bowed. "Reporting to the Common Lord, the remaining forces of the Dark Universe's main army have all surrendered. The number of captives exceeds one million, and the seized supplies are piled like mountains. We have won a crushing victory in this war!"
Shen Hao gave a slight nod. "Thanks for your efforts, General Lei."
His gaze swept across the elders and commanders on the battlements as he continued, "This victory could not have been achieved without every soldier's blood-soaked struggle, without every elder's counsel and stratagems, and even more so without the united efforts of the ten thousand races."
He paused, and his voice