Chapter 469: No Longer a Wu Xia A-Meng
The cost of victory was so heavy it was almost indistinguishable from defeat.
They had defended the bottom line of survival, but had sacrificed the very foundation of future development.
In this state, it would take at least several decades to recover.
There were no miracles, no instant solutions.
It would require the arduous efforts of at least one full generation to barely restore a semblance of vitality to this land.
And during this process, any new disturbance—whether a small-scale counterattack from the Mist or internal turmoil—could completely shatter this fragile recovery.
Su Zhan pursued personal power for transcendence, for control over his own destiny.
The wounds before him, which required vast stretches of time and collective effort to slowly heal, stood in stark contrast to his personal path, a deviation from it.
The faster he walked, the higher he stood, the further he seemed to drift from this land that needed slow nurturing.