With his final smile still on his face, the light faded from his eyes.
At the thought that Li Wushuang was already dead and Prison Dragon Valley was at least safe for the time being, he still felt comforted as he departed.
And scenes like this played out in every corner of the battlefield.
"Order Celestial Clan, you bastard dogs!!"
"Kill!"
"Slay the bastard dogs, defend our rivers and mountains—"
"Hidden Dragon Hall, the shame of Xuanyuan!"
This was not merely a war between the Xuanyuan Dragon Sect and the Order Celestial Clan. As expected, the Hidden Dragon Hall was indeed leading the charge.
They used their own lives to clear a path for the Order Celestial Clan, turning on the Xuanyuan Dragon Sect in kin-against-kin slaughter.
Many people simply could not understand it.
What was it all for?
Who belonged to the same clan as whom was something anyone could see at a glance.
Killing their own kin, clearing the way for outsiders, seizing the land their forebears had fought for, willingly casting aside their dignity and wagging their tails in supplication before the Order Celestial Clan.
"Pathetic! Pathetic!"
They were all dragons—so why could some betray their ancestors?
All this only filled the Nine Dragons Imperial Army with even greater grief and fury.
They refused to accept it!
Territory, dignity, bloodline inheritance—these were upheld by lives upon lives, heroic souls upon heroic souls.
As the battlefield's vortex grew larger, the war's meat grinder continued slaughtering lives, leaving countless dead and wounded on both sides.
Yet even so, the Nine Dragons Imperial Army's battle line had not retreated a single step so far.
Ye Lingfeng had made the right choice.
If he had only appeared at this moment, how could he possibly have gotten close to Li Qingyu?
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