Han Zong had now suddenly come to his senses from Chen Feiying's words. If the Sword Alliance was to be established, then the Black Alliance and Crimson Alliance had to be destroyed. But now, the Crimson Alliance and Black Alliance had already become two gates subordinate to the Sword Alliance. If they still wanted to annihilate the Black Gate and Crimson Gate, then the only option was to kill the two gate masters.
Kill the two gate masters, tear down the banners of the Crimson Gate and Black Gate, and from then on, only the Sword Alliance would remain in Badlands Prefecture!
Those martial artists who still cared about the Crimson Alliance and Black Alliance would have no choice but to submit to the Sword Alliance.
At this thought, Han Zong's soul seemed to leave his body. His legs went limp, and he collapsed in the water prison, his eyes instantly dimming.
"If you have any unfulfilled wishes, speak now." Beneath the Rose Mask, Lin Bai's eyes held a gentle light.
Chen Feiying chuckled bitterly. "I came to the Divine Capital alone, without support, kin, or friends. Today, I know that death is certain. I have only one final wish: I ask the Night Emperor not to forget his original intentions and to treat the brothers of the alliance well!"
After hearing this, Lin Bai chuckled. "Chen Feiying, if you had been able to hold fast to your original intentions, you would not have fallen to this point today! What about you, Han Zong? Do you have any last wishes?"
Upon hearing this, Han Zong hurriedly crawled up from the water prison and grabbed the bars. He looked at Lin Bai in terror and shouted, "Night Emperor! My lord, Night Emperor, I don't want to die! I don't want to