The blood-colored phantom dissipated.
Su Chen sheathed the Purple Thunder Spirit Sword.
He coughed up a mouthful of dark blood.
Ning Fengzhi stepped over the ruins and approached.
Ning Rongrong supported his arm.
Chen Xin held the broken Seven Kill Sword and bowed slightly.
"Young Master Su's methods are heaven-defying. The Heaven Dou Empire survived today entirely because of you."
Su Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"I merely cleaned up some trash."
"Sect Master Ning, there are still many monster remains in the city. The formation's core has been destroyed. Without their source, the monsters will not last long. Take your sect disciples and clear them out."
Ning Fengzhi bowed.
"As it should be. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will do everything in its power to help defend the imperial city."
Xue Qinghe descended the jade steps.
His python robe was covered in dust and bloodstains.
"The Imperial Guards will cooperate with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to seal the four gates. Anyone who takes advantage of the chaos to loot or spread rumors will be executed on the spot."
Ning Fengzhi accepted the order and withdrew.
Beside the ruins.
Ning Fengzhi watched the receding figure in green robes, clutching his chest as he coughed.
Chen Xin put away his broken sword.
"Fengzhi, this boy's talent is monstrous. Even this old man's heart trembled at that sword strike today."
"It was not merely talent."
Ning Fengzhi's expression was complicated.
"He planned every move flawlessly and killed without hesitation. It is a pity he belongs to Spirit Hall. The future balance of the continent is bound to change drastically."
Chen Xin nodded in agreement.
Three days later.
Heaven Dou City.
The city gates stood wide open.
Carriages formed a long line.
Soldiers hauled