With the situation on the void continent stable, Qianye decided to return to the neutral lands and leave Song Zining here to deal with the aftermath.

Song Zining had also learned of Lin Xitang’s fall at this point. He gazed at the outwardly calm 

Qianye and could only sigh. The two merely exchanged a silent glance for they had nothing to say.

Language had never been so empty and useless before. It was also painful, and even the slightest touch was almost unbearable.

Dark Flame was a majestic fleet when it arrived, but it was fairly empty upon its return. Most of the transports were empty, and some didn’t even have enough crew to man them.

After some discussions, Song Zining and Qianye decided to sell most of the transport vessels to the Empire. Although Evernight had taken grave losses in this battle, the Empire also realized the benefits of a large-scale landing of transports. The transports from the neutral lands might be old and shabby, but they were superior in their sturdiness and ease of repair, a good fit for military use.

There were so many mercenary and Zhao clan corpses that it was difficult to identify them individually and differentiate them from the enemy’s. Those who had fallen on the Martyr’s Palace...