Six hundred billion disciples emerged from the light gate and stood in neat formation upon the vast plaza before Heavenly Dao Peak.
They raised their heads to look at Su Bai atop the mountain, their eyes filled with reverence and fervor.
"Welcome back in triumph, junior brothers and sisters!"
The Heavenly Dao Sect disciples of higher realms shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.
"Welcome home in triumph, heroes of the Human Realm!"
Across the entire Human Realm, every faction and every living being bowed deeply in the direction of Heavenly Dao Peak.
This bow was for the six hundred billion heroes who had returned in triumph.
This bow was for the four hundred billion heroic souls who had died in battle.
This bow was for the Human Realm's spine, which would never bend!
Su Bai stood atop Heavenly Dao Peak, his deep eyes slowly sweeping across the faces of the six hundred billion disciples in the plaza.
He saw the wounds on their bodies.
He saw the exhaustion in their eyes.
He saw the profound grief buried in their hearts.
At the same time, he saw the more than four hundred billion corpses.
"You traded your lives for the Human Realm's victory."
"You forged the Human Realm's glory with your blood."
"You are the heroes of the Human Realm."
"You should not die like this."
Before his words had faded, Su Bai slowly raised his right hand.
At that instant, a terrifying aura that stood above the myriad Daos of All Heavens slowly spread from Su Bai's body.
Su Bai gently clenched his right hand in the void.
"Souls, return."
Those four words echoed throughout the Myriad Heavens and Worlds like a decree from the Heavenly Dao!
On the Primordial Battlefield, the fragments of divine souls that had