Before the light screens at Temples of Sages everywhere, not a crow cawed, not a sparrow chirped.
Everyone watched in astonishment as Fang Yun led the Qing Lord onto the execution ground, as the executioner beheaded him, and as his head rolled across the ground like a shattered watermelon.
They watched helplessly as the scarlet blood froze.
Finally, they saw what seemed to be pale white currents descending through the light screen, falling upon the Qing Capital.
The Qing Capital sank, and a lake appeared.
The image on the light screen remained still, showing only the motionless lake.
Its surface was a mirror, reflecting the light of the sky.
"The Qing Capital... is gone..."
In many cities near the Qing Capital, countless former residents of the capital wailed.
Throughout the Qing Kingdom, people's faces were filled with grief and fury.
Every person in the Qing Kingdom felt something crumbling within their hearts.
Countless scholars of the Miscellaneous School clenched both fists.
Sinking into the lake along with the Qing Capital were more than a hundred scholars of the Miscellaneous School.
Not a single one came out!
"Fang Yun!"
All across the Qing Kingdom, people shouted Fang Yun's name.
The Temples of Sages throughout the Jing Kingdom likewise fell into a brief silence, followed by cries that roared like mountains and surged like seas.
Some people leaped and bounded as though they had gone mad, some rolled on the ground, some wiped away tears, and some shouted the name "Sage Fang."
Whatever their reactions, it all meant that the struggle between the Jing and Qing Kingdoms had come to a definitive end that day.
The Jing Kingdom had won an overwhelming victory!
The reactions of the Human Race in the other kingdoms varied. Some sympathized with the people of the Qing