The remaining troops of the Tuoba Family and the Yu Clan had long since lost their nerve. They fled in every direction, abandoning their weapons and armor and wailing for their mothers.
But the Divine Vine clearly had no intention of letting them go. Countless tiny vines shot out like the reaper's scythes, mercilessly harvesting the lives of the invaders.
In mere moments.
Outside the Sky-Mending Pavilion, blood flowed like a river.
Inside the Divine Vine Courtyard, Ye Xuan watched the scene without the slightest change in his expression.
At the Sky-Mending Pavilion's gates, Shi Hao was crouched beside Old White Tiger's corpse, wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth.
"Such a huge white tiger! The bones can go in soup, and the meat can be braised... Tsk, tsk. Big brother will definitely love it!"
His eyes lit up as he began planning the menu in his head.
Standing at the back of the mountain, Ye Xuan swept the area with his Divine Sense and saw the scene.
He shook his head helplessly, though his eyes were full of affection.
"What a glutton."
The battle had ended too quickly, too suddenly.
Just then.
A series of rumbles came from the distant horizon.
An army bearing crimson banners raced toward them. They were the elite troops of the Fire Rhinoceros Tribe, along with the cavalry led by a War King of the Stone Kingdom.
They had come to reinforce the pavilion.
The Fire Emperor arrived at the battlefield in an ancient war chariot, bringing Huo Ling'er with him. His expression was grave.
He had planned to step in at a critical moment and protect some of the Sky-Mending Pavilion's young disciples, as a way to form a favorable connection.
After all, he had thought the Sky-Mending Pavilion was doomed