After noon, a Flying Airship arrived outside the north gate of Far-Reaching City.
One purple-robed or red-robed high official after another stepped off the Flying Airship and dispersed in all directions to inspect the battlefield.
Within the crater blasted out by Great Snow Mountain, demonic armor had melted and corpses had crumbled to dregs. Only Demon Race members above Fifth Rank had left behind solid remnants.
An Upper Rank Fate Arts Master immediately set up an altar and cast a spell, deducing and tracing the events back.
Just as the high officials dispatched by the court were examining the battlefield, five thousand troops of the Treading White Army arrived.
The commanding general first paid his respects to the officials present, then remained outside the city, sending only Wang Buwu inside.
Li Qingxian and the officials of Far-Reaching City stood atop the north city wall. It had just been repaired by Puppet Cultivators, and faint traces of battle could still be seen.
Gai Fengyou said, "Military merit like this is exceedingly rare, so it is only natural for the court to inspect it so carefully."
"We sit upright and walk straight. Let them investigate." Zhang Moyai stroked his beard beside them, entirely unconcerned.
Before long, Wang Buwu climbed the wall, and Li Qingxian introduced him to everyone from Far-Reaching City one by one.
After exchanging pleasantries, the two walked to a corner of the wall. Wang Buwu stared at Li Qingxian for several breaths, then sighed. "Your arrival in Far-Reaching City was truly like a True Dragon returning to the sea. In the River Guard Army, I could be considered to have won repeated extraordinary merits and earned the praise of my elders and generals. But compared with your achievements, it is simply the difference between heaven and earth."
Li Qingxian