"How about it? Not a single one of those people from the imperial capital is good. Should we kill them all?"
"No. Mr. Qi and Mr. Wang wouldn't want us to do that either. Now that the imperial court is gone, our greatest enemy is the Demon Beasts."
"That's right. Wipe out the Demon Beasts completely and return a bright, clear world to the realm."
"That's right. Exterminate the Demon Beasts. First, destroy our greatest enemy."
The eighteen rebel armies began to work together.
Countless martial arts manuals were distributed throughout the army, and innumerable soldiers began cultivating mind-and-martial arts techniques.
At the same time, martial arts experts who had achieved success in cultivation began heading for the Great Wall.
The ten-year deadline had arrived. The Demon Beasts had surely been unable to hold back for a long time.
Within Solitary City, Ye Lin looked at the chessboard and curled his lips into a smile before placing another piece.
Playing chess against Heaven—what joy, what joy.
Within the academy, one child after another began learning knowledge, but this time, their way of studying had changed.
They practiced martial arts in the morning and studied in the afternoon.
Martial arts techniques had already spread among the common people. Anyone who wished to practice could do so, without any restrictions or blockades.
"Sir, I understand this world less and less. I truly am old—so old."
The old man came to Ye Lin's side and sighed.
By now, all his hair had turned gray-white, and his eyes had begun to grow cloudy.
"Your day of death is tomorrow. You have accompanied me for more than ten years. If you are willing, I can grant you a hundred more years of life."
Looking at the little old man wreathed in the aura of death,