This immortal was clearly ordinary, yet he was unusually confident.

Azure skies and gentle breezes—a change of location or time would surely be enough to refresh one's spirits.

But at this moment, in this place, no one is in the mood to appreciate any of this.

If it weren't for the lingering smell of blood in the air, the ten miles of scorched earth, and the hundreds of thousands of dead and injured, one would probably think it was all a dream.

When Zheng Zhuang unleashed the "Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique," most of the Demon God Sect's envoys, who hadn't had time to escape, were also enveloped in it and, unsurprisingly, turned to ashes.

Few people felt sorry for them, because this might have been the only good thing they did in their lives of committing countless evils, even if that wasn't their intention.

At least Ye Ningshuang felt no regret; on the contrary, she was somewhat delighted, especially after receiving a message by carrier pigeon that the Imperial Preceptor Sang Qiu had been killed by the Sword Saint, and that the Demon God Sect would no longer be able to restrain her.

If it weren't for the heavy casualties in this battle, she probably would have held a victory celebration.

Cangyue and Xuri tacitly gathered up their remaining troops, and for the first time, they did not blame each other.

According to the count, the Cangyue Kingdom suffered approximately 150,000 casualties, while the Xu Ri Kingdom, which was hit later, also suffered approximately 80,000 casualties. Both sides suffered heavy losses.

Some of them were killed by soldiers during the mutation, while a small number died by self-destruction due to exhaustion of their life force. In other words, about 200,000 people died by Zheng Zhuang's sword.

Ye Ningshuang considered taking this opportunity to destroy the Cangyue Kingdom, but after this incident, the morale of all the soldiers was low, and no one knew whether any soldiers would undergo mutations, so she had to give up.

The Azure Moon Kingdom, on the other hand, suffered too many casualties and had no chance of winning in another battle.

Neither side had the desire to fight again, so they planned to withdraw their troops and return to their respective countries.

Both sides' camps were on high alert, the infected corpses were burned, and the wounded soldiers were dispersed and managed in small teams of a few men each. If one of them mutated, the others would work together to kill him.

After taking a series of measures, the situation was finally brought under control. For several days, no one experienced any further abnormalities, and only then were the troops able to withdraw with peace of mind.

Inside the Rising Sun Army camp, several envoys of the Demon God Cult gathered together, all dressed in armor and looking like soldiers.

The Demon God Sect mobilized almost its entire force this time, leaving only a small number behind in the capital.

Zheng Zhuang's powerful attack nearly wiped them out, and after learning of Sang Qiu's death, Ye Ning Shuang relentlessly hunted down the remaining divine messengers.

The strength of divine messengers varies; apart from a few top-tier ones, ordinary divine messengers simply cannot withstand the onslaught of battle formations.

As for releasing the plague demon, not every divine messenger can do it. In addition, everyone is now on guard against each other, and if anyone undergoes an anomaly, they will not escape being surrounded and killed.

Even if you successfully instigate unrest, it won't be of much significance; in fact, it will only make it easier to expose yourself.

So now they only have one choice: to keep a low profile.

"Was that really... an immortal?" one of the divine messengers asked, still shaken.

"Then it should... barely count, I guess. Don't be afraid, the Demon God is a true immortal, he must be more powerful than him," another divine messenger said to bolster his courage.

"Where did this person come from? I've never heard of him before. If we had known that such a powerful person was behind the Cangyue Kingdom, we would never have dared to start a war."

"Yes, yes, if we had rushed faster just now, there wouldn't be any ashes left by now."

"Since becoming a divine messenger, I thought that cultivators were only slightly stronger than us, and some were even weaker than those powerful divine messengers. Now I realize that true cultivators are so terrifying."

"What are your plans for the future?" The divine messenger, who had been standing at the back and had remained silent, suddenly spoke up.

"Everyone has heard the news of the Grand Preceptor's murder, right? Although we suffered heavy losses this time, our foundation is still intact. If we go back and plan slowly, perhaps we can make a comeback."

"Heh, it's said that the Sword Saint in the capital city sees us as a thorn in his side, and even the Imperial Advisor is no match for him. Aren't you afraid of being punished by him when we go back?"

"What... what should we do?"

The group was suddenly in a dilemma. They used to be incredibly successful, but now they had become pariahs.

"What else can we do? I advise you all to go into hiding and live in anonymity. With such a big commotion this time, those cultivation sects will probably send people here soon. If you don't know how to restrain yourselves, you will inevitably be killed and exterminated."

“That’s right. Those cultivation sects usually stay away from the world, which gives our Demon God Sect the opportunity to grow stronger. But they love their reputation the most, and they will never let this opportunity slip by.”

"By the way, guys, I've heard there's a demonic sect to the west. They say demonic cultivators don't care much about aptitude. How about we go there and try our luck? If we can succeed in our cultivation, what's wrong with becoming a real demon?"

"This makes sense..."

The group of divine messengers discussed the matter animatedly, and eventually dispersed in all directions.

On the other side, after Ding Wu dealt with the remaining issues on the battlefield, Ye Chuxue ordered the troops to return to the capital.

Although the war is over, there are still many problems to deal with when we get back.

It should be noted that there were no winners on either side in this great battle. With so many young and strong men lost, it will take a long time for them to recuperate and recover.

Such a costly and exhausting war ultimately brought suffering to the common people, tearing countless families apart.

"Alas! If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have fought this battle." Ye Chuxue couldn't help but feel saddened when she thought of this.

"Your Majesty need not blame yourself. All of this was caused by the Kingdom of Rising Sun. If it weren't for their army pressing in, how could we have started this war for no reason? This debt will be settled one day," Ding Wu comforted him.

“That’s right. The Rising Sun Kingdom has committed many unjust acts, and it will get its comeuppance sooner or later. I heard that Ye Ningshuang has ordered a full-scale purge of the remnants of the Demon God Cult. The Rising Sun Kingdom will probably be in chaos for a while, but things should calm down afterward,” Chen Chui said.

Ye Chuxue sneered: "That's in line with her usual practices. Anyone can be used if they have value, but once they're no longer valuable, she'll eliminate them all."

Ding Wu said, "Previously, the Demon God Sect had a huge influence in the Rising Sun Kingdom and had already posed a threat to Ye Ning Shuang. Now that we have such an opportunity, of course we must go all out."

Chen Chui exclaimed, "Mr. Zheng is truly a divine man. Without him, the consequences of this battle would have been unimaginable."

Ding Wu agreed, saying, "That's right. After achieving his goal, you left alone, truly deserving of the title of immortal. Now that you've settled your affairs in the court, we should pay you a visit to express our gratitude."

Chen Chui suddenly chuckled: "I remember His Majesty said before that if you, sir, were to take action, he would grant you any request. I think it would be better to make him the king. That would be a wonderful story."

"Uncle Chen...you just know how to make fun of me." Ye Chuxue's originally cool face inexplicably turned red.

"So, Your Majesty is unwilling?"

"How could I go back on my promise..."

"Haha! They didn't say they wanted you."