The battlefield was horrific, with blood blooming everywhere.
Countless troops were dispirited, all of them like stray dogs fleeing in terror.
Although the great battle had yet to begin, the commander-in-chief had been killed. The impact this had on morale was simply too brutal; it would probably take a very long time to rebuild their faith.
Moreover, the Radiant Twin Saints, whose reputations had soared in recent history and who were hailed by the world as the most invincible duo, had their fate ended just like this in the Saint Realm's Treasure Land.
Some found it laughable, because from beginning to end, the Radiant Twin Saints had only made their names known throughout the world by being the first to condense the Supreme Meridian at the Zhou Dynasty Remains.
But in the eras that followed, they had achieved nothing. They had been crushed by the Dragon Knight time and again, and now, after finally climbing into the Eighth Realm sequence, they had become sacrifices right at the start of the hunt for the Dragon Knight.
Fang Zhong wiped the hot sweat from his brow. Even as a spectator, he had nearly been frightened into a heart attack.
Two female saints—just like that, they were gone.
Fire Xuan snarled irritably, believing the Dragon Knight had been far too ruthless. Why had he brutally crushed such beautiful flowers? Wouldn't it have been better to capture and suppress them, then keep them by his side?
"Incomparable in His Generation?"
Fire Saint Jian was deeply shaken. The Dragon Knight had gone farther and farther, stepping onto heights that were now almost impossible to look up to and becoming an immortal myth.
Chen Haoqiong sighed. Was this the reason Chen Qianye had chosen to follow the Dragon Knight?
"That brat ran too fast..."
Saint Yuan