Even though the blood on Xie Lingyun's body was thoroughly cleansed, to Zhang Chen, who mastered the Blood Dao, the scent was still overwhelmingly foul, even from dozens of yards away, the smell directly assaulted his senses.
"Resolved?" Zhang Chen asked, while pouring a cup of tea for Xie Lingyun.
Through the Blood Puppet, he naturally knew the matter was settled, but he had to act unaware.
"The top experts of the Demon Race have fled, but I've managed to keep the entire army of a hundred thousand behind," Xie Lingyun said as she drank a cup of hot tea, her aura fierce.
Zhang Chen nodded at her words: "Well, it's at least one major threat removed for our Human Race."
"The most crucial thing is the corpses of those hundred thousand beasts, enough to help the people of the Northern Land endure this disastrous year," Xie Lingyun said.
Upon hearing Xie Lingyun's words, Zhang Chen was taken aback; he hadn't anticipated that the corpses of those beasts could be so useful.
