After slaughtering the remnants of the Fallen God, Xu Xuan opened eight space channels in succession to accommodate the passage of the gods.
Moments later, near the Long Night Corridor, and even at other secondary entrances to the Ghost Lamp Abyss, the surging army of fallen soldiers met their doom.
"Let's go, return to the clan."
Ye Hanjun called out to Ye Liuying, Ye Yin, and Ye Dong.
Under the peculiar gazes of Ye Qiyu, Ye Nishang, Ye Wen Fei, and other Death Sect leaders, he took the lead in entering the Ghost Lamp Abyss.
"Ancestor Ye!"
"Cold Monarch Ancestor!"
Upon arriving above Without-Sun City, and glancing at the Blood Witch Divine King from afar, Ye Hanjun heard earth-shaking cheers.
Sweeping his gaze into the city, he saw almost everyone kneeling on the ground, from young boys and girls to elderly folks, all with reddened faces, half-crazy and half-mad.
"Ancestor, do you know how we've endured these ten thousand years?!"
