The sea fell calm again. The morning sun rose fully above the horizon, gilding the bloodstained water red and gold.
Only then did several figures come hurtling through the air from the horizon.
Xia Zhiqiu, Mu Wanrou, Shen Mo, Zhang Xuan, Xiao Qiyue, and Su Xingchen had rushed over.
"Holy shit... It's already over?"
Xia Zhiqiu stared at the scraps of Demon Race remains floating on the sea, then at Su Ye's spotless black clothes. His mouth twitched.
"A'Su, we rushed here thinking we'd still catch some action, but you took all three Demon Kings yourself? You couldn't even leave your brothers a scrap?"
Mu Wanrou shook her head with a soft laugh. Her gaze swept across the sea and found the badly wounded Dong Huang Martial Artists.
"Enough joking. Help them first."
She drifted forward, Azure Wood Qi blooming in her hands. It fell like spring rain and seeped into the wounded.
Her Azure Wood Rejuvenation Technique was not as potent as Su Ye's Life Energy, but it was gentler and longer-lasting, perfect for recovery after battle.
Shen Mo said nothing. His figure skimmed across the sea like a ghost.
With delicate flicks of the dagger in his hand, he gathered the floating scraps of clothing, broken weapons, and fragments of Human Race Martial Artists' remains, one by one. Every movement was gentle and solemn.
Seeing this, Xia Zhiqiu dropped the jokes and joined Shen Mo in the search, muttering as he went.
"This is my kind of work. I'm practically a professional at looting corpses..."
Zhang Xuan went straight to Su Zhengdao and Mu Changkong and took out a specialized Communicator.
"Seniors, I'm Zhang Xuan. Please allow me to take over on-site communications for now and coordinate the next steps with General Headquarters."
Su Zhengdao glanced at Su