This place had become a chaotic, blood-soaked battlefield!
No need to think about it: after this war, most of the Supreme Martial halls would definitely hide themselves at once, lie dormant and nurse their wounds, refusing to give their opponents any chance to hunt them.
...
The Golden List was shattered, and the New List came to support it, helping it resist the corrosion from those twisted faces in the great mist—those were the embodiment of rules, the tangible carriers of order.
"For you all!"
The Golden List spoke. Those Big Medicines it had been simmering earlier turned into streaks of flowing light, flying in all directions to heal everyone who had fallen to the ground.
Not only that, it also distributed all kinds of rewards, sending them before each and every person.
In truth, if they couldn't escape this place, many of them would die, and some rewards didn't need to be issued at all, but it fulfilled its promise in advance.
