The First Emperor's Heart

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As the leaders and top members of the Otherworlder Factions fled, those left behind were mostly people who could not escape in time. The Zhao Clan and Righteous Mohist experts hunted them down, and soon none remained.

"My lord?!"

A short while later, with the once-massive Otherworlder force all but wiped out, the commanders hurried back to report to Jian Shang.

"Clear the battlefield, then enter the pass!"

Jian Shang had taken no part in hunting down the remaining Otherworlders. Once the fighting ended, he gave the order.

The Princess Residence, Imperial Residence, Crown Prince Residence, and Heaven and Earth Society—four Apex Otherworlder Factions—had joined forces through a twist of circumstance to block him. They had failed, losing more than seventy percent of their members here.

Lingnan was poor, barren, and full of treacherous mountains and rivers. The belongings left by these tens of thousands of fallen Otherworlders, including mid- and high-level members, would be valuable supplies once brought into Lingnan. Jian Shang had no intention of leaving them behind.

Despite losing so many "elites," they had failed to stop King Wuhuan. The Otherworlder Factions could still tell their respective backers that they had done all they could.

Since they did not care about the supplies, Jian Shang would take them without a qualm. He considered them the price for provoking him, whether they had meant to stop him or had merely put on a show.

Half an hour later, the Zhao Clan Caravan had finished clearing the battlefield and went to request passage through the gate.