As Xue Shenjun declared his surrender, the other cultivators of the Yang Yuan Realm lost all thought of resistance. After all, they did not possess even the slightest strength to resist.
Heaven and earth fell silent.
It seemed to herald the Yang Yuan Realm's curtain call from this day onward. Ji Chengdao and the others looked at one another, feeling that the outcome was unexpected, yet perfectly reasonable.
What was unexpected was that the cultivators of the Yang Yuan Realm had previously proclaimed their determination to fight to the bitter end. They had even paid an immense price to hold back their assault.
Ji Chengdao had originally thought that the Yang Yuan Realm would only submit after completely collapsing. Yet he had never expected that Jiang Che merely needed to show himself to make every cultivator of the Yang Yuan Realm bow their heads.
As for why it was not unexpected, that was only natural.
Jiang Che's illustrious name had completely shaken all realms after the battle in the starry sky and the Heavenly Nether Ancient Realm. His strength stood above everyone else; among all the realms, there was simply no expert capable of contending with Jiang Che.
The Yang Yuan Realm's cultivators were therefore wise to submit.
"By my decree, effective immediately, transfer ten thousand cultivators from the Great Qian legions to garrison this realm. Investigate the cultivation resources of every race and sect in this realm, and hand over eighty percent as spoils of war.
"Also, effective immediately, under your leadership, select thirty thousand cultivators at grandmaster rank and above from among the Yang Yuan Realm's cultivators and incorporate them into the legion battle formations. All who refuse to comply shall be exterminated!"
Jiang Che's majestic voice reverberated through the void.
The many True Immortals of the Yang