518 The Demon Core is Scattered 518 The Demon Core is Scattered Everyone looked over.
They saw Jiang Fan and seven masked figures in black robes, speeding from the horizon.
Before long.
They stepped over the corpses on Boundary Mountain and made their way to the peak.
“Jiang Fan! Are you hurt? Let me check you!”
Wen Hongyao quickly ran over to examine Jiang Fan.
She found that he was unharmed, and her heart finally relaxed.
Elders, disciples of various sects, and Lei Zhenhai all sighed in relief.
The person had finally returned safely.
While Jiang Fan exchanged pleasantries with them.
Jian Linyuan and the others looked with shock at this incredibly brutal battlefield.
The army of over eight thousand dead corpses covered the slopes.
Every inch of the ground was filled with bones.
They simply couldn’t believe it.
How did the few people on Boundary Mountain manage to slaughter such a vast army of dead corpses?
And under such despairing circumstances, how did they win this war?
At this moment.
They realized that there was no clean patch of snow left on the peak of Boundary Mountain.
On every stone brick.
On every wall surface.
Over every patch of snow.
Crimson blood was splattered everywhere.
In the corners.
Corpses were neatly piled up, densely packed.
There were men, women, young, and old.
Some had lost half their heads, some still had Demon Beast teeth stuck in their throats, and some had half their bodies bitten off.
Some were reduced to nothing more than a shapeless mass of trampled flesh, unrecognizable.
They couldn’t imagine.
The pain they must have endured before death.
Jian Linyuan’s heart twitched and ached.
He silently took down the bag of Demon Cores from his back and said in a deep voice:
“Fellow members of the Nine Sects, you have worked hard.”
“These Demon Cores, which I unexpectedly obtained, are all for you.”
He held up the bag, distributing the Demon Cores to the remaining disciples one by one.
Leng Qingzhu’s eyes reddened as well.
She had anticipated that the battle at Boundary Mountain would be brutal.
But she hadn’t expected it to be this catastrophic.
As a disciple of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, she hadn’t managed to help the Nine Sects disciples in any way.
Yet she had still fought with them for Merit, taking the treasure resources they had exchanged for with their lives.
The immense shame made her feel unworthy.
She also untied her bundle and distributed all the Demon Cores.
Shang Shiqiu and the other four seniors were equally ashamed.
They silently distributed all the Demon Cores they had obtained.
Jiang Fan saw this and quickly stopped them: “Senior Brothers and Sisters, you don’t have to do this.”
Jian Linyuan waved his hand: “We could not assist the Boundary Mountain defenders during the battle, so let us show our gratitude afterward.”
“Otherwise, my heart will not be at peace.”
Jiang Fan was stunned.
Tianji Pavilion disciples were not all unworthy people.
He admired them and cupped his hands in respect toward them.
“On behalf of the Nine Sects disciples, I thank you all.”