The battle had just ended, and the air was thick with the heavy stench of blood and burning, making the entire battlefield look as though it had been stained a dark crimson. Hu Shouzhen sat cross-legged, his face slightly pale with beads of sweat still clinging to his forehead. Assisted by Long Xianjun, he was slowly regulating his breathing to restore the vital energy he had expended while casting the Nine Revolutions Return to Origin Formation.
Meanwhile, Hu Junfan patrolled the battlefield, his gaze as sharp as an eagle's, missing not a single corner. Wielding a long sword, he cleared away the remaining enemies one by one, ensuring no stragglers escaped. Long Xianxiong and Cháng Mínghào kept a vigilant watch on their surroundings to guard against any sudden enemy attacks.
As for Hu Yuan, he sat quietly alone upon a mountain rock, his figure appearing somewhat solitary under the moonlight. His brows were tightly knit, and his eyes gazed into the distance, as if he were deep in thought over some important matter.
Chapter 413