Before long, the sounds of slaughter in the camp died down.
The shattered remains of foul evil scattered across the ground, along with the dissipating black Demonic Energy, were gradually cleansed away by the Evil-Suppressing Radiance.
The lingering cold, turbid air was also slowly stripped away and purified by the mountain-guarding grand formation inherent to the military camp.
Quiet voices counted the results. The Soul Interrogation had uncovered a total of twenty-three hidden spies.
Nineteen of them resisted stubbornly, activating forbidden arts and launching desperate counterattacks. Some even crazily detonated their own cultivation before death, trying to drag nearby cultivators down with them. In the end, every one of them was killed on the spot.
The remaining four exhausted all their trump cards and were captured after their strength failed. Chains pierced their bones, soul-sealing nails locked down their bodies, and they completely lost the ability to cause trouble.
Yet the elites of the Divine Court's central army had still paid a price. Seven guarding cultivators had fallen.
They had all been battle-hardened veterans with solid foundations. They had arrived more than a dozen breaths early to prepare, yet they had still fallen to their enemies' fight-to-the-death tactics.
Upon the high platform, the High God of the Divine War Department slowly withdrew his gaze from the land below.
The invisible pressure shrouding the entire camp quietly receded, and the restraint that had suffocated everyone's minds completely vanished.
His tone was flat, revealing neither joy nor anger, yet his judgment carried unquestionable precision.
"There is no trace of a Sky Demon. Perhaps it is hiding deeply, and its roots have been washed clean."
The High God of the Merit Department nodded slightly, his gaze calm. "Interrogating four thousand cultivators across the entire area in one go covered too much ground, so