As the first glimmer of dawn lit the east, an ethereal horn sounded in the distance beyond the territory.
Zong Shen had long since moved the battlefield to the Hot Spring Cabin.
No matter what, he had been quite satisfied with this token of allegiance over the past two hours.
The only flaw was that his strength was too great for him to exert himself fully.
Otherwise, it would very likely lead to undesirable consequences.
With nearly three thousand points of Strength, even ordinary legendary dragons were not that strong.
"Phew..."
After feeling thoroughly refreshed in body and mind, Zong Shen languidly soaked in the pool.
Safri knelt by the edge of the pool, using her slender, fair hands to massage his shoulders.
Her mindset was gradually changing, and she had begun trying to integrate herself into the territory.
Of course, as long as the matter of the Calamity Raven Church remained unresolved, she could not truly be at ease.
She had no way back. After losing her purity, the Spirit of the Raven within her soul immediately became much more listless, while the "divinity" in her blood rapidly thinned.
If Safri's compatibility with the God of Ravens had once reached 70%, then now it was, at most, only 30%.
As a favored child appointed by a deity, a Saintess herself was one of the vessels through which divine power could be transferred into the lower realm.
Her blood was the finest catalyst for the church's Magic Arrays, and her chants could gather faith tenfold.
But now, all these effects had been greatly diminished.
Safri had placed all her hopes on Zong Shen. She did not emphasize it herself, because she had already seen through the thoughts of the lover before her.
No matter what impression she had left