No matter how far those long warriors ran, no matter if they were kneeling and begging, or desperately resisting, as long as Jiang Cheng passed them, they would be reduced to lifeless corpses with just a flash of his presence.
The battlefield gradually calmed down, and Jiang Cheng slowly returned to his normal state.
Those long warriors who swaggered while alive, now lay discarded in the field like the people they once murdered. They would rot, decay, and be buried by the earth, ultimately becoming fertilizer for Nature. Perhaps, in their short and brutal lives, this was the only good deed they ever did.
