"Second Brother, why hasn't Big Brother come back yet?
"Didn't they say the conscription mission was complete, and that all the Fetal Movement Realm cultivators would return today?"
At the street corner, many people gazed anxiously into the distance, hoping to see their loved ones return at any moment.
Even though Yu Xiaoshan was right at the front, he still stood on tiptoe as hard as he could, as if that would help him see farther.
Ever since he received the news last night, he hadn't been able to sleep a wink. His heart was filled with both anticipation and worry.
According to the news his second brother had managed to find out, many people had died this time.
He was afraid he might never see his big brother again.
"Don't worry. Big Brother will definitely come back."
Yu Ershan reassured his younger brother, but the hand tucked inside his sleeve had long since clenched so tightly that it had turned blue.
"That's right. My father, my brother, and Brother Dashan will all return safely."
Zhao Cuilian's face was just as tense. She stared straight ahead, not daring to look away for even a moment.
There were plenty of others around them who felt the same way.
At that moment, on the city wall where the Seventh Cloud Piercing Arrow Platform stood—
"It's finally over!"
Yu Dashan took his identity token with one hand and let out a long breath of relief.
He looked around. There were hardly any people left who could still stand.
In the final bloody battle, two-thirds of his squad had fallen. But those who would replace them wouldn't be Fetal Movement Realm cultivators—they would be Qi Refining Realm cultivators.
It seemed to herald the next phase of the war, or perhaps signal that its end