The Star Luo Empire's army, once arranged in neat and solemn formations, had been thrown into utter disarray by Feng Xiaotian's onslaught.
Terror filled the soldiers' eyes. They had never witnessed such overwhelming individual strength. This young man stood upon the battlefield like an invincible god of war.
Feng Xiaotian's voice swept into the ears of every Star Luo soldier like a raging storm:
"Put down your weapons, and I will spare your lives."
His words carried an unquestionable majesty, as though they were an order issued by a god.
The soldiers threw down their weapons and shields one after another, fleeing the battlefield in panic like a scattered swarm of ants.
Their retreating figures looked especially bleak beneath the lingering glow of the sunset. The great army of the Star Luo Empire had actually been defeated by a single young man.
All the officers and soldiers of the Spirit Hall Empire erupted in excitement. They cheered and celebrated, stunned by Feng Xiaotian's power and grateful for his arrival.
They recognized Feng Xiaotian, for his unique Gale Three-Headed Wolf Spirit was the only one of its kind on the entire Douluo Continent.
An elderly general slowly approached, supported by several soldiers.
His face was weathered by age, yet his eyes still shone with unwavering resolve.
Looking at Feng Xiaotian, he said with emotion:
"So it was the Imperial Preceptor. Fortunately, you arrived in time. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
Feng Xiaotian gave a slight nod in response.
He looked around at the weapons scattered across the battlefield, especially the immensely powerful Godly Zhuge Crossbows, and an idea came to him.
"Old General, you have all worked hard. Have the soldiers gather those weapons, especially the Godly Zhuge Crossbows. These Hidden Weapons can be tremendously useful on the battlefield."