The Northern Darkness Dao Palace.
Once the matter at the Thirty-Fourth Post Station was settled, Lan Shuang soon sent back the complete record.
Black Crow had fallen.
The demon army had retreated.
The Witch Clan had likewise withdrawn its troops.
A dozen or so minor clans near the Northern Sea had also returned to their original habitats.
The overall outcome was far better than initially expected.
Most importantly.
The Three Lives Post Stations had not truly become entangled with either the witches or the demons.
Inside the main hall of the Northern Darkness Dao Palace.
Han Jue leaned against a pillar, reading through the Jade Slip that had just arrived, his expression a sight to behold.
Especially when he read that the Demon Court and the Witch Clan had issued orders in succession, requiring their respective armies to exercise restraint when passing through the Three Lives Post Stations.
He could not help looking up.
"Emperor, now they're all listening to you."
Mysterious Abyss sat above them.
His expression was quite calm.
"As long as it means fewer problems."
Han Jue was already accustomed to his reaction.
Outside, both the witches and the demons had changed their military orders because of a single Three Lives Post Station.
Yet all the Emperor cared about was whether it would be troublesome.
Ao Lie sat on the other side, holding a map of the Northern Sea's waters.
He marked all the Three Lives Post Stations close to the Witch-Demon Battlefield.
"The Thirty-Fourth Post Station was only the first."
"Now that the Great Tribulation is deepening, the other post stations will most likely encounter similar situations in the future."
Lan Shuang nodded.
"That's what I think too."
"Now that the Thirty-Fourth Post Station's rules have spread, we should standardize them everywhere else."
"If every station