On an official road in Huanglong Prefecture.
The once-clean official road now ran slick with fresh blood, and dozens of bodies lay strewn across the ground.
The corpse of a Daoist was particularly conspicuous among them.
A young man slowly sheathed his long saber.
He glanced at the bodies on the ground.
'He had served his purpose. It was time for him to die.'
'All things considered, he'd let this Daoist live an extra month.'
'Fa Zhen Taoist really should have been thanking him.'
Bai Yuan smiled faintly.
The current stalemate between the Lingzhou Army and the Demon Sect in Huanglong Prefecture was largely his doing.
For the Divine Mansion Sect, the ideal situation was for the Lingzhou Army and the Demon Sect to remain deadlocked.
So Bai Yuan had led the Divine Mansion Army's elite to act as a human scale, killing whichever side gained an advantage.
