Under the sky of the Wilderness, the battle had just ended. Groups of people and witches sat on the ground, drinking, surrounded by a mountain of Flame Demon corpses.
Xu Wenwu spread his hands wide, gathering countless Flame Demon corpses, piling them into a small mountain.
Tian Yu walked over with a large desolate iron plate, tossing the ten-thousand-jin plate atop the pile of Flame Demon corpses. He then laid soft cushions, set up tables and chairs, served fine wine, and invited Xu Wenwu to sit down.
Both man and witch were covered in injuries. They faced the distant Heaven Pillars, drinking and boasting atop the mountain of Flame Demon corpses, ignoring the wounds on their bodies.
