In the long night, Qin Ming seemed to stand on the Divine's Pure Land, enveloped by a dense divine light. On the pitch-black scorched earth, under a sky like ink-stained canvas, he stood out so conspicuously, radiant, transcendent, as if a Heavenly God had descended to the mortal world.
The surroundings were very quiet; he had just severed the Grandmaster—Sword Demon—with one slash, creating a powerful deterrent.
After comprehending the "Deception Technique," Qin Ming was calm and composed, going with the flow.
The people of Ye State were simple and honest; he didn't think he was "walking with the tide," merely acting within the rules here.
Everything he did was for the sake of stopping conflict.
At least for now, all parties were forced to calm down, without directly drawing swords against each other. The tense atmosphere temporarily eased, proving quite effective.
