"Got it!"
White Wind was anxious too. Assuming the identity of the Supreme Emperor, he arrived at the battlefield ahead and roared, "The Xiao Clan Emperor is dead! The Xiao Clan has been exterminated! The traitors have paid a grievous price! Everyone, follow me now and slaughter every last beast of the Mu Xue Lineage!"
As the spiritual pillar of the An Clan, An Dingtian understood at once. He loudly proclaimed, "The Xiao Clan has fallen. The reinforcements outside cannot break our Illusory God at all! Children of the An Clan, all we need to do now is slaughter the Mu Xue Lineage! If we kill all seven million Illusory God cultivators in this battle, it will be enough to go down in Xuanting history!"
Those two speeches were enough to fill the An Clan and the Divine Beast Imperial Army with fighting spirit until they went mad with slaughter. But for the Mu Xue Lineage Illusory God cultivators, who had still clung to some hope, hearing that the Right Tomb King and the Xiao Clan Emperor had died while the reinforcements outside were utterly powerless drove them straight into despair. Their mentality exploded beyond repair!
Their Main Sect bloodline, their Illusory God aristocratic house, was going to be exterminated by a mere human imperial clan?
In the past, they would never have imagined such a thing could become reality... Yet everything before their eyes proved that it was true. They had suffered countless casualties, the Illusory God overhead stood firm, the reinforcements were useless as dog shit, and they had all been carved apart and isolated, left only to await death!
At the beginning, they had vastly outnumbered their opponents and had been besieged time and again. Yet now, they did not even know how things had become like