The Turning Point

As if to set the mood, a hazy snow began to fall between heaven and earth!

Snowflakes drifted down, and the emotions of all the gods and demons grew peaceful along with their surroundings!

What meaning did slaughter really have?

Apart from that fleeting rush, everything else seemed empty!

It was far better to stand here and watch the snowflakes flutter and dance through the air, light and graceful, bringing ease and pleasure!

For a moment, all the gods and demons laid down their weapons and dropped to one knee in unison!

This was the ritual by which Chaos Demonic Gods showed their submission!

The Interception Sect had already received a group of Chaos Demonic Gods before, so they were quite familiar with the ritual!

Wen Zhong stood aboard the flagship and personally waved to the people below, signaling them to disarm and escort all the captives back!

The number of these demonic warriors was neither large nor small, and it would take some time to find proper accommodations for them!

Besides, the Interception Sect was not the only faction that had taken part in this battle. If the other sects wanted to recruit this army of gods and demons, representatives from all the forces would have to sit down together and work out how to divide them!

The Primordial Great World had also suffered heavy losses this time. Having six or seven hundred thousand fresh troops join their ranks was no bad thing!

At that moment, Lin Chuan's lips curled slightly!

Although he was still fighting Zhan Tianqiong, there was no way he could focus entirely on the battle while his opponent held back his true strength!

He could even spare some attention to sense what was happening across the battlefield!

At that moment, no one noticed that, while