"We won?" Li Huowang stood rooted to the spot, staring in a daze at the Dharma Sect believers sprawled across the ground.
He walked over and checked the breath of one of them, shocked to find that not a single trace of life remained. They were all dead.
CRASH. Accompanied by the sound of crumbling earth, the massive Buddha statues dragged to the center of the battlefield by the Dharma Sect followers began to crack. They toppled to the ground, breaking into scattered chunks of dirt.
"We won! We won!" The excited shouts spread like wildfire, washing over everyone's ears like a tidal wave.
Once everyone processed what had happened, ecstatic shouts thundered to the heavens. They were filled with a frenzied euphoria, pounding the ground in a delirious state.
They had won. The overwhelming enemy that weighed on everyone's heart, the terrifying and despairing fate that befell Da Qi, had finally been driven far away from them all.
