It was raining moons in the Human Realm.1

The holy lands had been destroyed, and the traitors had been executed.0

Wan Tiansheng had drenched the Human Realm in blood.0

Traitors? Dead.0

Collaborators? Dead.0

Deserters? Dead.0

That day, the skies were dyed red with blood. That day, a saint became a demon.0

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Allheaven Prefecture, in front of the portal.0

Su Yu turned and looked in the direction of Great Xia before turning around again. He did that repeatedly as tears built up in his eyes. However, he did not cry. He had never enjoyed crying since he was young.1

According to Wan Tiansheng, he looked callous, but he was soft inwardly. Was that really the case? Su Yu did not know the answer to that. Was he not cruel enough? He had thought that the answer was yes.0

But today, he learned that he was wrong. He still cared too much about the Human Realm. About Great Xia.0

When he learned of the crisis in the Human Realm and the danger Great Xia was facing...he returned. He could have remained in the Allheaven Battlefield, enjoying his life as a local hegemon. But that was not his choice. He returned and did everything he could to help.0

Was he really doing that just to help...0