Gale winds ravaged the land; heaven and earth lay desolate.
The great battle had ended, and God Lord Tian Huang had fallen.
God Lords Yunhe and Yunxiao fled in defeat.
Yet outside the battlefield, the number of lives claimed by the aftershocks of that earthshaking battle was already impossible to tally.
Flies were unbearably irritating.
And when flies died, no one usually cared.
Those experts who had once regarded Su Yi as prey, trailing after him all the way and itching to take a bite out of him, were flies in Su Yi's eyes.
"Now that Old Man Tian Huang is dead, I instead feel a little empty inside, as though something is missing."
Jian Dushan said with a smile.
"Enemies are whetstones. They've sharpened us for so many years; it's time to find a new one."
Ji Heng murmured.
"It's a pity we couldn't keep Yunhe and Senior Brother Yunxiao behind."
Wen Qingfeng still could not let it go.
Had that mysterious Little Girl not appeared in today's battle, they had been highly confident that they could have kept both Yunhe and Yunxiao.
"Enough. Stop making sarcastic remarks. If not for Brother Fuyou, Emperor E alone would not have been someone we could contend against."
At those words, everyone immediately calmed down.
Indeed, Emperor E had been incredibly restrained today, even behaving abnormally by refusing to enter the fray personally.
This only made them more wary.
Everyone knew that a Half-Step Eternal existence like Emperor E could never be a coward afraid of death.
His restraint meant he had reservations.
And the root of those reservations was undoubtedly Su Yi.
"Who knows what he's thinking? But one thing is certain: since he didn't show himself this time, the next time we see him will likely be when the Dark