Bai Xiaoxiao rode her flying sword straight into the imperial palace!
Lin Bai was not in such a hurry. He walked over slowly, gazing at the corpses strewn across the imperial city!
Countless imperial city guards lay in pools of blood!
Throughout the imperial palace, eunuchs, guards, palace maids, and imperial consorts had almost all been spared none.
The entire world was filled with the pungent stench of blood.
The magnificently constructed imperial palace of Divine Martial Nation was now gradually collapsing amid raging flames, reduced to a scorched wasteland.
Lin Bai's eyes turned cold. He descended from his flying sword and followed the steps up toward the imperial palace.
Among the countless corpses on the ground, Lin Bai also saw a large number of disciples from the Spirit Sword Sect.
"They're disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect!"
"Looks like Divine Martial Nation sought aid from the Spirit Sword Sect at the first opportunity after being attacked."
Lin Bai glanced at the disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, then continued forward!
Among the corpses in the distance, Lin Bai also saw King Chu's army.
"The Chu Family Army?"
Lin Bai walked over and turned the corpse over.
"Sword King..." He was actually still alive.
When he saw Lin Bai, he cried out excitedly.
Lin Bai's face lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Don't speak. I have pills here. They can save you."
The soldier shook his head. "Sword King, there's no need. My heart meridians have been shattered. I don't have much time left!"
"Sword King, please save Divine Martial Nation!"
The soldier tugged at Lin Bai's clothes and begged, his eyes flickering with tears.
"What happened? Where's Chu Jiangliu?" Lin Bai asked.
"They... I... demons... urgh..." The soldier looked at Lin Bai. Perhaps he was too agitated, but blood