``` [At twenty-six, your Soul Power Level remained at Level 98.]
[The situation on the continent grew ever more rotten.]
[The Tang Sect suffered defeat after defeat beneath the iron hooves of the Spirit Hall Empire. Though hidden weapons and poison could wreak havoc for a time, they ultimately could not overcome the absolute disparity in strength.]
[With its enormous Soul Master legions and seemingly endless ranks of high-level combatants, the Spirit Hall Empire swept like a tide across the border defenses of the two great empires.]
[Wherever it passed, cities fell and sects shattered.]
[Then, the Clear Sky Sect announced its return to the world.]
[Led by the brothers Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, all Five Great Elders emerged, committing several Titled Douluo-level combatants to the battlefield.]
[The overwhelming might of the Clear Sky Hammer swept across the battlefield, barely erecting a defensive line of flesh and blood in the empire's central region. Only then was the rout narrowly brought under control.]
[From that point on, the war entered a prolonged stalemate.]
[Yet amid this chaotic age of war raging to the skies, the Peace Zone you had established quietly grew between the major powers, like a pure land cut off from the world.]
[You used your Blue Silver Bloodline to spur the growth of a sea of grass. Vines wove together into circular ramparts, with thorns growing thickly to form a barrier that shut out war and slaughter.]
[Within the ramparts, you used the power of plants to regulate the earth's veins, reclaim fertile fields, and lay out homes. You also established medical huts, workshops, training grounds...]
[More and more Soul Masters and commoners came, drawn by its reputation.]
[There were destitute Soul Masters who had lost their sects, dragging their battered bodies along and asking only for