As for the mysterious red-haired man from before and his lifebound beast, they had already collapsed in a pool of blood. Their fate was unknown. One could only vaguely see that even after the man fell, he still held up an arm, raising a middle finger toward the Sun Emperor...
Without question, he had succeeded.
The more furious the Sun Emperor was, the greater the blow he had suffered today.
Li Wushuang was dead!
The fifty-million-strong Order Celestial Clan army had been completely wiped out!
The Sun Palace had gone dark!
Every one was a fatal blow.
Compared to all that, letting Li Qingyu slip away hardly seemed like anything.
In people's eyes, that gigantic golden-haired god had already lost some of his deterrent power. Everything he did now could only vent his fury.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
"Keep holding the line!"
"Don't be afraid! He can't do it today. Without the Sun Palace, can he alone fight an eighth-order Order Barrier supported by more than a billion people?"
"Get him! Kill him!"
Everyone had grown bold.
Golden fury blanketed the barrier, yet it could never invade it by even a single step.
Even so, the terrifying divine might of the Ninefold Tribulation Emperor in the sky still intimidated many people.
Moreover, they constantly received messages through communication stones. The hundreds of millions of Order Celestial Clan troops were no longer causing disturbances along the way. Instead, their entire army was heading toward Myriad Dragons Sacred Mountain and might arrive within days. When hundreds of millions of elite troops launched an assault, Xuanyuan Dragon Sect still faced a great possibility of falling.
Yet it was undeniable that the Order Celestial Clan would suffer even greater casualties as well.
This stood in complete opposition to the Sun Emperor's previous bloodless methods, as