The frost wind grew ever colder.
This bone-piercing wind seemed capable of freezing its way straight into one's heart.
Yet the blood of the Human Race warriors standing outside Frost Wind Valley, watching this scene from afar, boiled hot.
Some had already raised the Qi State warp-and-weft banners high and flown toward Flame Prison City to report the good news.
Slaying two Demon Kings in battle was a tremendous merit anywhere. Shi Shanwen in particular was of extraordinary status and immense talent, worth far more than an ordinary Demon King. Not to mention that this had directly changed the situation on the battlefield of Frost Wind Valley, turning defeat into victory!
The rest stood outside the valley and cheered.
Though exhausted, though their wounds ached unbearably, though this battle had wrought grievous casualties—they had won!
Whether they belonged to Qi State, Jing Kingdom, or any other faction, at this moment they cheered for the heroes of the Human Race, for the victory of the Human Race, and for themselves...
Of course, separated by the frost wind, it all seemed very distant.
Jiang Wang silently circulated the Profound Heaven Glazed Art, precisely allocating his strength to resist the bone-chilling wind. With a flick of his left hand, he brought out the Bi Fang Seal and opened a Fire Domain around himself.
The Fire Domain was compressed to an extreme thinness, almost clinging to his body. This somewhat blocked the cold that seeped into bone and blood.
From afar, it looked as though he had donned a crimson outer robe.
He did not slow down, nor did he have the time to. Sword in one hand and the corpse of the Demon Race's Heavenly Sea King in the other, he turned and flew back.
This corpse was both battle merit and spoils