North East Front Line

On top of the Heaven Cloud Pass, all defending armies raised their weapons and cheered for their hero, the victory of the Bai Yue.

"Marquis Wushuang, Marquis Wuhsuang! Yeah!"

"Marquis Wushuang, Marquis Wushuang!"

The defending army on top of the pass could not stop to wave the weapon and flags from their hands to pay respect to their hero. As Qin Wushuang watched all of this, he also felt emotionally moved inwardly.

In this world, one Upper Sky elite warrior could even decide the fate of the entire country and the destiny of its billions of people.

Qin Wushuang raised his arm and waved towards those defending army on the pass. He understood what these defending armies felt clearly. It was a genuine joy after the calamity in which people had received a new life.