Human emotions could often decide many things.

For some believers that were in Yunqin’s east to begin with, their journey here wasn’t that far. But for some that were a part of this expedition from the very start, they ate and slept outdoors, walking for several months of time.

In the eyes of most people, this type of migration that crossed the entire empire naturally seemed extremely bitter. Yet under the inciting and encouragement of many Divine Adjudicators and the lack of much obstructions along the way, fanatical joy instead spread throughout this troop. This made it seem as if they were all headed out to participate in some grand concert, or as if they were headed to see some World Cup.

Humans were also a strange type of being that liked to form communities. When a group reached a certain size, the thoughts and mood of the individual would often be affected.

That was why as this group carried out this great migration, some people who didn’t have any concept of the devil king or salvation, because of the novelty and being mysteriously influenced, also joined this army.

This army grew larger and larger. 

Zhang Ping expressionlessly looked forward through the banners and curtains.

Sometimes, when there were some things weighing down the heart one didn’t want to admit, yet discovered that they couldn’t break free from them, it would start...