Chapter 605: The Dust Settles, the Martial Path is Boundless (Finale)

The first rays of dawn crept over the scarred horizon of Tianjing, painting the shattered towers and rubble-strewn streets in hues of gold and rose. The oppressive, purple-black miasma of the Calamity God was gone, replaced by the clean, crisp air of a new day. A fragile sense of peace settled over the capital, heavy with the scent of dust, rain, and the lingering specter of battle. Citizens emerged from their shelters, their faces a mixture of exhaustion, grief, and profound relief. The war...