Ruling the Black Snow Grassland

Bloodflow Cloud fell silent.

The commanders around him mumbled, not daring to speak.

No one dared to be the first bird to stick its head out again. Even surrounded by a great army, they no longer felt safe.

The Tushan Maid Corps watched quietly.

As time passed without any response, flecks of scarlet began to emerge in their eyes. Killing intent spilled forth, utterly undisguised.

In this war, thirty thousand Tushan maids had died. Too many had perished. This victory had been bought with the deaths of their teachers, friends, and sisters.

Whoever wished to seize the fruit of their labor would die!

Within the divine-sense council, several icy voices rang out.

"A rabble of bandits, chaotic and disorderly. Perhaps we no longer need them..."

"We can fight independently. Once we digest the entire Black Snow Grassland and the territories of the Six Paths Sect's other five clans, we can win the Royal Court War on our own..."

The Six Paths Sect's six clans together formed the complete Six Paths Sect.

In other words, beyond the Black Snow Grassland, there were five more territories depleted of troops. They were richer and larger, all waiting to be occupied, their enslaved sisters rescued.

"Kill them."

"Kill them all. This is the perfect time..."

Many maids spoke with chilling killing intent. They clearly intended to ignore the Blood King Army's choice and proceed with the slaughter they had already planned, eliminating dissidents first. They were no longer needed.

Such extreme maids had originally been a minority. Most had believed they needed wholehearted cooperation until the final victory.

But now, the number of extreme maids kept growing, spreading like a fission reaction.

Jiang Ding clicked his tongue inwardly.

He suspected that if he went to stop the Tushan Maid Corps from obtaining the benefits