"Hahaha...!"
"Hahaha...!"
"Good, save an even bigger bowl for when the king returns!"
The soldiers roared with laughter, took the bowls of wine, and drained them in one gulp.
After drinking, Yan took the war banner and waved it with all his strength, stirring the winds and clouds of heaven and earth. Then he bellowed.
"Everyone, the Nine Heavens has won this war!"
According to later records, upon their victorious return in the final years of Immortal Ancient, the Nine Heavens celebrated for three full years. During that time, immortals from the Foreign Realm tried to cross the Heavenly Abyss, only to be slain outside the Imperial Pass by the two mighty figures of the Heavenly Horned Ant Clan. After that, the enemy dared not cause further trouble.
At the central Altar of the Divine City, several hundred people gathered together. Twenty or thirty cultivators at the peak of the Human Dao Domain and three True Immortals stood out conspicuously. Most had survived the war and could be counted among the Nine Heavens' last surviving embers. Of course, some were still scattered across other ancient worlds and had yet to return, while others remained stationed in Great Red Heaven. But for the Nine Heavens, their numbers were still far too few. At its height, it had boasted twenty or thirty kings. Now, only these people remained.
Yan and Yu sat in the seats of honor, presiding over the meeting.
"My lords, we were powerless. The kings of the Immortal Domain ignored us and closed their realm gates. The Dao laws of the Nine Heavens are damaged, which will affect the world's environment. They have already begun to affect the younger generation's cultivation. I fear a Dharma-Ending Era calamity will descend upon us."
"Hmph. Such behavior is perfectly normal for those