Heavenwater, Chengji City.
The ancient Black Stone city walls were covered in sword and saber scars. The city had grown much quieter, with few cultivators coming and going, its former prosperity gone.
Xu Xuan stood amid the clouds with Lü Guan, his brows tightly furrowed as he looked into the distance. The Heavenwater Blessed Land, once rich in spiritual energy and vast beyond measure, was gone. The heart of Heavenwater Commandery lay desolate.
"The Imperial House has withdrawn."
Xu Xuan looked farther north. A faint scent of blood drifted through the smoke and sand filling the sky. The war between the two countries had probably reached its most brutal stage. The Song Clan had even moved away its Ancestral Land. This was no good news.
"The Song Clan is losing ground. The Heavenwater Blessed Land has been moved away, leaving only a few Immortal Dao sects and aristocratic clans here. If the Xiao Clan attacks, could they hold them off?"
Lü Guan gazed into the distance, his expression wistful.
Xu Xuan listened silently, but an understanding dawned in his heart.
The Song Clan and the Xiao Clan, rather than Li and Liao. It seems the people of these immortal sects have stayed outside the affair from beginning to end, treating a war between two countries as a dispute between two clans.
This is the Li emperor's realm. Why would these Immortal Dao cultivators spend their own lives defending it for him? If an attack really comes, it will be enough if they don't switch sides.
Both fell silent. Xu Xuan had almost forgotten why they had come, his mind filled with thoughts of the Liao Kingdom's armies and cultivators. Heavenwater Commandery, the Song Clan's Ancestral Land, had already been abandoned. What good fate could possibly await neighboring Red Cloud?
Suddenly,