Seeing the flames raging all around him and hearing the endless, shrill screams, Dong Wei felt as though every ounce of strength had been drained from his body. He collapsed onto the ground.
"That... that was Baili Qingfeng!?"
"Other than Baili Qingfeng, no martial artist would dare treat twenty thousand modernized troops as nothing..."
Halin said nothing for a moment.
"..."
Dong Wei opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end...
He could not utter a single word.
After a long while, he suddenly thought of something and shouted, "What about those three envoys from Mirror Mountain? What about those three Level Nine experts from Mirror Mountain?"
"Their purpose in coming wasn't to stop Baili Qingfeng. They were merely here to prevent certain petty villains from coveting this armor. In front of Baili Qingfeng, is there any difference between three Level Nine experts and three ordinary soldiers...?"
Halin's words finally made Dong Wei lower his head in defeat.
Looking at the casualties of more than a hundred people in a clash that had lasted no more than a few minutes, he had no choice but to accept one fact.
In the end, Dong Wei said with a deathly pale face, "This truly isn't a war we can participate in... If we want to cling to Mirror Mountain, we'll have to weigh whether we're even qualified."
The attack on Dong Wei's side, and the seizure of Baili Qingfeng's War Destroyer Armor, reached Mirror Mountain at once.
"Baili Qingfeng... He really dared to come!"
A cold glint flickered in the eyes of Mirror Mountain's current master, Ling Jiuxiao.
"Mountain Master, thirty hours have already passed, yet we still haven't been able to contact the Supreme Elder. We must prepare ourselves for the possibility that something unfortunate has happened