Chapter 455: Return to the Sect

The follow-up to the peace talks unfolded naturally.

In the face of the insurmountable mountain that was the Cloud Hidden Sect, and under the brutal blow of the truth behind the national war, the Northern Barbarian delegation had lost every bargaining chip.

Both sides quickly reached agreement on all terms and began signing the formal treaties.

Ink prepared, two identical copies of the state letter lay on the desk.

Xu Qing signed on behalf of Great Xing, dipped his brush, and left his seal.

The Northern Barbarian chancellor signed with trembling hands, then stamped the national seal representing Northern Barbarian royal authority.

Finally, it was the Cloud Hidden Sect’s turn to act as the “witness.”

Su Ming stood from the side seat.

Under the gaze of everyone present, he walked slowly to the desk.

He did not look at the delegates, nor at Xu Qing. Instead, he drew from his sleeve an identity seal carved entirely from purple jade, engraved with intricate cloud patterns.It was the identity seal of a true disciple of Formation Peak of the Cloud Hidden Sect.

He picked up the seal, dabbed it into crimson ink, and pressed gently on the witness line of both state letters.

A clear mark remained on the paper, faintly vibrating with spiritual energy.

Having done this, Su Ming put the seal away, said nothing, and turned to return to his seat.

The treaty was signed.

This four-year blood-soaked war finally reached its period.

......

One hour later, in the main hall of the Court of State Ceremonies.

delegation had already been escorted back

handful of people remained in the empty

stood beneath the imperial throne, unmoving. His gaze, passing over the vacant

Ming felt

Xu Qing and gave a

across Xu Qing’s face.

No words were exchanged.

a gesture said more than a thousand spoken

both understood that after this parting, nobody knew when they would meet again. Perhaps they would

Xing’s pillar, meant to realize his ambitions for a peaceful

chase the elusive path to immortality in the ruthless world of

and immortals walk different roads;

then followed Elder Qingquan out of the

passed in front of the imperial throne, his

the Great Xing

completed the formal parting between sovereign and subject and concluded the

five years ago he had personally condemned to a desperate fate, and who had now returned

lips moved as if

about to ask what had happened these past five years? Was he going to apologize for that unavoidable act back then? Or try to win over this immortal who

the end, all words lodged in

knew whatever he said would mean

people of

merely raised his hand and gave Su Ming’s retreating figure a

and did not

Qingquan walked out of the solemn gates of the Court of State Ceremonies, one

......

like oceans, fierce

wooden skiff cleaved through the heavens at dizzying altitude. A faint cyan aura shimmered around the hull, keeping the ninefold fierce winds—powerful enough to shear steel—entirely at bay, not allowing even the slightest breeze to

Ming sat cross-legged at the stern,

the mortal realm had shrunk into an insignificant game board. The capital of Great Xing, the wastelands of the Northern Barbarians, the gravel road of Qingshi Town—all were swallowed beneath the

this moment the hollow feeling in his chest was more real than any

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