At the moment, dozens of cultivators were still busying themselves on the battlefield. They were carrying the Shamans’ bodies to a clearing so that they could be searched and stripped of all clothes, armor, and other possessions. Once done, the possessions were then moved into piles based on their categories, and the corpses were carried to a different clearing. Directly above the corpses, bluish green smoke could be seen floating in the air and transforming into a rain of spirit qi and life.0

Wei Yuan had instructed the cultivators to leave the corpses like this for three days straight. When the poison and mystic energy had dissipated completely, Qingming would convert them into spirit rain. Three days later, the corpses would be carried and buried in a designated area. At the moment, Wei Yuan had chosen a spot at the foot of the mountain next to a dense forest. Three days later, Qingming’s domain would expand to that location.0

Having witnessed the world rewarding him for slaying the Avatars, and Qingming converting the Shamans’ mystic energy and poison...1