The surrounding Soul Masters also gathered around, bowing to the three with eyes full of reverence. Voices of "Thank you, Lady Xue Yan!", "Thank you, young friend Lin Mo!", and "Thank you, young friend Zhao Feng!" rose and fell, echoing across the battlefield. Every word was filled with sincerity and gratitude. They knew that these three young people before them were their saviors, the guardians of this land. If it weren't for them stepping up and fighting desperately, there would be no victory today, and there would be no future for them.
Zhao Feng reluctantly raised a hand and waved it, a weak but bright smile appearing on his face. "There's no need for this, everyone. Protecting this land and our homeland isn't just the responsibility of the three of us; it's the duty of every Soul Master. This victory doesn't belong to just us three. It belongs to every Soul Master who held their ground and fought bravely, to everyone who kept faith and never gave up. Those comrades who sacrificed themselves are the true heroes. They paved the road to victory with their lives. We must never forget them."
As his words fell, the previously cheering battlefield gradually quieted down. Everyone's expressions turned solemn and sorrowful. They thought of the comrades who had fallen in battle, of the family and friends they had fought shoulder-to-shoulder with but would never see again. On the battlefield, the lingering bloodstains, broken weapons, and collapsed buildings all silently told of the brutality of this battle and the tragic heroism of those who had perished. Qian Renxue slowly closed her eyes, pressed her palms together, and silently prayed in her heart—praying that the fallen Soul Masters could rest in peace, and that their families would be safe and well. Lin Mo also clenched his fists, secretly swearing in his heart that he would definitely protect this land and these surviving comrades, ensuring that those who had fallen did not sacrifice in vain.
After a long time, Qian Renxue slowly opened her eyes. The grief in them gradually faded, replaced by resolve and a sense of responsibility. She stood up. Although her body was still weak and her steps slightly unsteady, her posture remained straight. The sacred aura around her, though faint, still inspired awe.
"Elder Xuanfeng, fellow comrades," her voice was gentle yet firm, carrying across the entire battlefield. "Although the Void King has been defeated, the trauma this battle has brought upon us will take time to heal. We must give the fallen comrades a proper burial, and we must carefully console their families, offering them whatever help we can. This land, ravaged by the flames of war, must be rebuilt, restoring it to its former vitality and prosperity. And the places eroded by the Void power must be thoroughly purified, leaving no chance for the Void to ever return."
Lin Mo and Zhao Feng also slowly stood up and walked to Qian Renxue's side. The three stood shoulder to shoulder. Though covered in injuries, they still exuded a powerful presence.
Lin Mo nodded and added, "Xue Yan is right. The victory in battle is only the beginning. There is still a long road ahead. We must not only rebuild our homeland but also strengthen our own power, improve our defense systems, and stay vigilant against any potential crises. Although the Void King was defeated, no one knows if there are other threats within the Void Space. We cannot afford the slightest slack. We must be fully prepared to safeguard this hard-won peace."
"Furthermore," Zhao Feng gripped his battle axe, a resolute light shining in his eyes. "We need to unite the Soul Master factions from all over the continent and establish a unified alliance. We must support and help one another, improve our strength together, and gather even more Power of Faith. Only then, when a crisis arises in the future, will we be able to unite as one and respond calmly. We will never again pay a bitter price because we were fighting our own separate battles."
Elder Xuanfeng nodded, a gratified smile on his face.
"Our three young friends make very good points. Next, we will follow your ideas, divide the work, and carry out the post-war reconstruction and defense preparations step by step. I will immediately arrange for personnel to clear the battlefield, retrieve the bodies of the fallen, and hold a grand funeral for them. At the same time, I will dispatch Soul Masters to various places to console the families of the fallen, understand their needs, and provide them with assistance. Additionally, I will contact the Soul Master factions everywhere and propose the establishment of a Soul Master Alliance to jointly guard the peace of this world."
"Yes!" all the Soul Masters replied in unison, the will to fight reigniting in their eyes. Although they had endured a brutal battle and lost many comrades, they were not broken. Instead, their conviction to protect and rebuild their homeland had only grown firmer. They knew that although the road ahead would be difficult, as long as they worked together with one heart and supported each other, they would definitely overcome all obstacles, allow this land to regain its vitality, and let peace endure forever.
In the days that followed, everyone threw themselves into busy work. The cleanup of the battlefield proceeded in an orderly manner. The Soul Masters carefully retrieved the bodies of their fallen comrades, wiping the dust and blood from their faces and straightening their clothes, as if they were merely sleeping. Although retrieving each body was accompanied by a wave of grief, they didn't slack off in the slightest, because they knew this was the best comfort they could offer their fallen comrades, and it was their responsibility.
At the same time, Qian Renxue, Lin Mo, and Zhao Feng did not stop their cultivation. Although they had consumed a massive amount of energy in the battle against the Void King and their injuries had not fully healed, they knew that only by continuously improving their strength could they better protect this land and handle any future crises. Qian Renxue continued mastering the power bestowed by the Angel God's remnant soul. She found that through the battle with the Void King, her understanding of the Angelic Power had grown much deeper. The Angelic Seal had also become brighter, radiating an even more powerful sacred aura. Every day, she would find a quiet place to cultivate, constantly familiarizing herself with her new soul skills, refining her Angelic Power, and pushing her strength to the next level.
Lin Mo, on the other hand, focused more of his energy on cultivating his Dragon Power. He discovered that during the battle with the Void King, the Abyssal Dragon Power within him had been completely unleashed. Though the consumption was immense, it also elevated his mastery over the Dragon Power to a new height. Every day, he would travel to the Lingyuan Mountain Range, where the Dragon Qi was the densest, making it ideal for cultivating Dragon Power. There, while absorbing the rich Dragon Qi to recover his soul power, he refined his soul skills, experimenting with fusing the Dragon Power more seamlessly with his techniques to increase their destructive power. Sometimes, he would even communicate with the giant dragons in the Lingyuan Mountain Range, learning from their cultivation experiences and borrowing their combat techniques to continuously improve his strength.
Zhao Feng, meanwhile, was consolidating his peak Soul Douluo cultivation, striving to break through to the Title Douluo realm. He knew that compared to Lin Mo and Qian Renxue, there was still a significant gap in his strength. If he wanted to better protect their homeland and avoid holding them back, he had to improve his power as quickly as possible.
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