Before long, a disciple brought news.
Shushan's external enemies had retreated.
In fact, the external enemies had failed to shake Shushan's grand formation at all.
Instead, the activated Shushan Sword Formation had slain three Seventh Rank cultivators on the spot.
After swiftly quelling the external enemies, Shushan's sect leader and the chief disciples of the various peaks hurried back to join Shushan's disciples in stamping out the internal unrest.
The turmoil began at the end of Shen Hour and finally ended at the end of Xu Hour.
Apart from the heavy losses among the disciples at the Prison and Sword Tower, although all of Shushan's Fourteen Peaks suffered some damage, fortunately, there had been no major casualties.
Bamboo Leaf Peak's Alchemical Workshop suffered the worst attack.
Fortunately, Elder Liu Zongcheng of the Alchemical Workshop had received Li Ping'an's warning beforehand and kept an extra eye out.
Thus, no irreparable losses had occurred.
In truth, most people had barely been affected by this upheaval.
They had only just learned of the incident and had yet to join the fighting.
Then they were told the war was already over.
At that very moment, in the Prison.
Li Ping'an stepped around the corpses and patted Elder Zhang on the shoulder. "I'll leave the cleanup to you."
Elder Zhang: ...
So now I'm on cleanup duty?
Three days later, the Funeral Assembly for those who had died heroically for Shushan began.
The funeral procession moved amid a solemn atmosphere.
It followed the Main Peak toward the burial ground for the fallen heroes in the rear mountains.
A man, an ox, and a chah played their instruments all along the way.
Every step carried a heavy weight.
Li Ping'an thought he could change nothing, nor did he have the ability to turn back the raging