Warm rain of light scattered down, and the Demon Race retreated.
The people of Zhennan Pass began all the repair work. Defensive structures and machinery, including the city gates and magic cannons, had suffered severe damage and would take considerable time to repair.
As for the hero Yang Tian, after slaying a Demon God, he was brought back to his squad by his Demon Beast companion.
The personnel of Zhennan Pass also arranged temporary lodgings and merit point rewards for these heroes who had come to reinforce them.
"H-Holy Knight Commander!" Inside the tent of Marshal Rank Demon Hunt Squad No. 56, Bai Xiaoxiao and the others greeted Han Qian respectfully as he arrived.
Han Qian nodded. "Mm, no need to stand on ceremony. You're all heroes of the Temple Alliance. Where's your commander, Yang Tian? Has he woken up?"
His question carried concern.
To think Yang Tian could even have the Holy Knight Commander come to check on him.
Standing nearby, Lin Qingqing, their priest, stepped forward. "He's still recovering. He should wake up in about half a day!"
Yang Tian had exhausted himself, and she had been responsible for all his care.
An elderly man who had accompanied Han Qian looked at Lin Qingqing and praised her. "I never expected this Demon Hunt Squad to have such a young Sixth Rank archbishop-level priest!"
Looking at the old man in golden priestly robes, Lin Qingqing seemed to realize something.
She bowed. "Thank you for your praise, Temple Master!"
That elderly man was Ling Xiao, the current Temple Master of the Priest Temple, a saint-level priest with Ninth Tier strength. He had cast that rain of light over Zhennan Pass.
"I'm merely telling the truth!" Ling Xiao smiled faintly. He remembered Yang Tian, the prodigy he had wanted to poach.