Spirit

"Qingfeng Sect Leader!?"

Bai Su Gui, Dong Shengyang, Dunguang, White Elephant Dragon, and the others stared at Baili Qingfeng as he sorted through his many spoils of war. Then they looked at the Legendary Beastmen corpse lying not far behind him, its voice gone, its body resembling a giant bear. They felt as if their breathing had seized up.

The Beastmen who had arrived right behind them, meanwhile, looked utterly shattered, as if all the strength had been instantly drained from their bodies. They collapsed to their knees and howled in grief, "No! No! No!"

"This can't be real! This can't be real! How could the brave and mighty Lord Pompeii have died at the hands of this skinny human!?"

"Quick! Quick! Quick! Report the news to the Scarlet Flame Saint Spirit!"

The Beastmen cried out in anguish, their morale plummeting. Yet more than a dozen of them forcibly mustered their courage and fled toward the Space Gate at top speed.

"Good! Good! Good! Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!"

"A battle between Legends! This is a battle in which a Legend has fallen! From this day onward, we humans possess the power to end a Legendary Lifeform! This battle will surely go down in history, and the great name of Qingfeng Sect Leader Baili will shake the world as news of this battle spreads!"

"Heaven bless humanity! Heaven bless the world!"

In contrast to the Beastmen's mournful cries, the powerful figures on humanity's side could barely contain their joy and cheers. From the mightiest experts down to high-ranking martial artists, every one of them was filled with uncontrollable exhilaration.

A battle in which a Legend had fallen!

Although only a little over ten thousand Beastmen had surged out of the Space Gate on the North Cold Continent, the pressure brought by those