Internal divisions and turmoil.
Without these internal troubles, how could the Demon Race army easily breach the Bright Flame Sect's mountain gate, no matter how strong they are?
"Retribution."
Shen Xuan's heart felt no pleasure.
The latter part of the war report was even more heavy.
After the fall of the Bright Flame Sect's mountain gate, the surrounding three counties and sixteen cities lost their barrier, displacing millions of ordinary people.
The territories ravaged by the Demon Race were littered with corpses, the Spiritual Qi was tainted, and life would be difficult to revive within a century.
Shen Xuan put down the Jade Scroll and walked to the window.
Outside the cave mansion, Frightening Sword Island was still shrouded in mist, appearing serene.
But he knew, the once Mingyan Immortal City had already become a hell on earth.
He was not a saint.
Reflecting inwardly, he never considered himself morally upright.
