The Barbarian God Continent had withdrawn its troops.
When the news reached the Second Southern Pass, the entire mountaintop fell silent for several breaths.
Then cheers erupted, shaking the heavens.
Ji Yuan stood atop the city wall.
He watched the cultivators, usually so stern-faced, grinning from ear to ear.
Some stretched, some howled at the sky, and others simply collapsed to the ground, gulping down air.
It was as though they were trying to breathe out all the pressure that had built up over these past days.
Perfected Taiyi had made a trip to the City of the Celestial God.
No one knew what terms he had discussed with Divine Master Profound Heaven, and no one dared ask.
All they knew was that, after the white-robed elder returned, he went straight to the hall on Moon God Peak at the Second Southern Pass and spoke with the Spirit Transformation Cultivators there for an entire day.
After that, things began to stir in the City of the Celestial God.
First, the less severely wounded Barbarian God cultivators took to the air in twos and threes, flying south toward the edge of the Endless Sea.
The Barbarian God Continent had built a cross-continental Teleportation Formation there.
Through it, they could travel straight back to the Barbarian God Continent.
Next came the more badly wounded, carried aboard Flying Boats by their fellow disciples and evacuated boat by boat.
Last came Great Shaman Bloodfang and Ancestor Barbarian Bone.
These two Spirit Transformation powerhouses personally covered the retreat, lingering above the City of the Celestial God for half a day as if making sure every Barbarian God cultivator had left safely.
Only after the final streak of light vanished into the southern sky did the two turn and leave.
The blood-colored curtain of light hanging