A newcomer emerges.
The enemy's men were frightened by that aura and could not help backing away.
Xiao Yifeng feared nothing and charged in once more!
The battle continued. Every person still alive struggled within this vortex of blood and death.
Centered on the mansion, agonized screams and furious roars echoed through the skies above.
Just as the fighting here raged on—
On the other side, a figure slowly approached in this direction.
The newcomer was Qin Zhao.
After leaving the Yellow Robe Holy Lord's place last night, he had headed for the imperial capital.
He had arrived at the imperial capital at dawn, but he had not immediately gone to find Su Ziming.
Instead, he had chosen to stay there.
He had spent the entire day searching for people from the Jin Family.
He merely wanted to return the bead Jin Muyao had lost all those years ago.
Unfortunately, he had found no news.
So he stayed at a hotel nearby.
When he came out for a walk that night, he sensed wave after wave of terrifying air currents colliding.
Driven by curiosity, he decided to take a look.
The closer he got, the more alarmed he became.
This was clearly a fight to the death.
And it was on a massive scale.
There were quite a few Martial Venerables, Martial Ancestors, Martial Kings, and Martial Marquises.
This was a clash between top-tier powers.
Qin Zhao leaped into the air and landed atop a flat-roofed building.
From this angle, he could see the scene clearly.
The battle was extremely brutal.
"Heh, it's like children playing house!"
The corner of Qin Zhao's mouth lifted slightly.
To him, these people's fighting was genuinely no different from horseplay.
That Martial Venerable was truly rather stupid. In a situation like this, he should