Fang Tianyi Leaves

The song ended, and the people were gone; upon the river, several green peaks remained.

As the experts of the Upper Realm were all wiped out, this calamity that had swept heaven and earth finally settled into dust.

The mortal world's external threats were entirely purged, and all under heaven returned to peace.

As for Shen Yun, whose merit in this battle was greatest of all, his magnificent feat was like a sudden clap of thunder, spreading across the Eight Wastes and Four Seas in an instant, to be remembered by billions of living beings.

"Sword Picks Star River, Settles Nine Provinces; his name hangs with sun and moon, shining through a thousand autumns."

When a Confucian scholar learned the whole story, his heart surged beyond restraint. Poetic inspiration burst forth at once, and he composed verses to sing of Shen Yun's deeds.

Those cultivators who had escaped the flames of war were even moved to tears of gratitude. Quite a few voluntarily traveled far to Central Continent, presenting generous gifts to the Shen Family to express their thanks.

For a time, the gloom that had shrouded the mortal world quietly dispersed. Everywhere was filled with laughter and joy, with smiling voices carrying along the roads.

On Danxia Island, lanterns and colored banners hung everywhere at this moment, and festive joy filled the sky.

Countless disciples rushed about spreading the news, their backs straight, their brows filled with undisguised pride.

Now, when they went out, they only had to reveal their identity, and others would invariably show solemn respect and welcome them by lining the road.

Since joining Medicine Immortal Valley, when had they ever enjoyed such a time of standing tall and holding their heads high?

Several elders were even more deeply honored. Even great figures of