The Imperial Path Domain lasted for a full four hours. Only when the last person had withdrawn past the Northern Domain's border did Jiang Jingyi finally stop.
The instant the domain dispersed, she dropped to one knee and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Supreme!"
"Sister!"
Everyone surged forward, and Jiang Zhenqing supported her.
Jiang Jingyi waved a hand and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.
"How many died?"
Dugu Qingyang fell silent for a breath.
"More than two thousand. When Calamity rushed out, the front ranks were almost wiped out to the last man."
"This time, we really were stabbed in the dark!"
"It's all right. They seem like they're almost unable to hold on too!"
Dugu Qingyang offered a few words of comfort, but everyone remained silent.
The first full-scale assault by the army of over ten thousand on the Northern Domain ended just like that.
It could be described as a crushing defeat.
Underworld.
Deep within Rebirth Prison, Lin Heng sat cross-legged atop the Human Emperor Banner, sorting out the chaotic Dao Source within his body.
He had no idea what was happening outside.
On the other side.
Xiao Muyu's expression changed again and again.
She sat on the stone platform outside Rebirth Prison, holding a dark bronze mirror in her hand. Reflected on the mirror's surface were afterimages of the battlefield in the world of the living... the routed army, the spreading Calamity, and those several illusory figures that should not have appeared.
"Martial Emperor..."
"Nine strands of Imperial Dragon Qi, a bloodline fusion body of people bearing the Mandate of Heaven..."
"This Martial Emperor is not a puppet."
She rose and walked toward the depths of the Underworld.
Beyond Rebirth Prison, the territory of Ultimate Bliss in the Netherworld was vast