When fresh flowers grew from the pools of blood and broken limbs, Ni Henian smiled.

In the past, when he faced Zhong Cheng in Central Continent City[1], he sighed with sorrow about how the current world of cultivators was far inferior to the splendor of Yunqin ten years before it was founded. However, now that this type of battle appeared, it instead completely exceeded the realm of Yunqin arrows and flying swords, becoming far more dazzling than any other time.

This was what he wished to see the most, which was why he smiled extremely happily.

He smiled as he said the word ‘interesting’, but still controlled his body to the point where not a single wisp of soul force flowed out.

…

From nothing to something, flowers blossomed one after another.

Most of the Ceremonial Army and Guard Army soldiers were looking at the pink flowers blooming beneath their feet, looking at the sea of flowers that flourished around them. They gripped their cold weapons, not knowing what was happening.

All Great Mang soldiers who weren’t cultivators immediately fell in this sea of flowers.

Those Great Mang cultivators who were still standing staggered, and then fell as if they were drunk.

The sweet and intoxicating fragrance of flowers even covered the strong foul smell of blood, spreading through Thousand Leaf Pass.

Many people in Thousand Leaf pass only…

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