Chapter 531: Treating Yves

On the third day after the battle ended. Inside and outside the Snow Treading Sect Entrance, the smoke of war still had not fully cleared. A faint, metallic stink of blood lingered in the air. Yet the disciples who had survived no longer carried the despair and terror from before. In its place was the shaky relief of people who had crawled back from the edge, and an almost feverish worship of that figure in a blue robe. Within the gates, Dante Easton did not immediately begin reorganizing the...