The wind died down, and the rain ceased.
The old man in the green robe stood atop the high ground, gazing at the enormous body that had utterly lost its breath of life. For a long while, he said nothing.
Demon blood still flowed slowly, gathering into rivulets that soaked the scorched earth.
"Elder Cheng... what should we do with the corpse?"
A Demon-Suppressing General hurried over, his expression respectful.
Elder Cheng came back to himself. His gaze swept over the Demon Suppression Guards gathering one after another, and he frowned. "Seal off the area first. No one is to approach."
"Yes, sir!"
The general took the order and left.
Elder Cheng turned and looked at the Demon Suppression Guards not far away, letting out a sigh.
The Demon Saint's corpse before them was truly a hot potato.
When they came here, who could have imagined they would slay a Demon Saint?
As a result, they hadn't brought anything capable of storing the corpses of demons.
If they left a body this enormous exposed out in the open...
Elder Cheng was still hesitating when he caught sight of a dark figure approaching from afar at an unhurried pace.
"Your Highness."
Elder Cheng hurried forward and bowed.
Looking at the young woman before him, he was overwhelmed with emotion.
Though he didn't know exactly how she had done it, Commander-in-Chief Bai had personally said that this Demon Saint had been slain by Her Highness herself.
A Mountain-Viewing cultivator had slain a Lamp-Lighting one.
Such an inconceivable feat had truly happened right before his eyes.
Jiang Yuechu gave a slight nod. Her gaze fell on the Demon Saint's corpse, but her expression remained calm.
Apart from using them to raise her cultivation, she had never had much interest in demon corpses.
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