Meanwhile, the situation on the ground battlefield had also reached its end.
The Human Race army under Zhuanxu advanced like a force of destruction, while Shaohao's army crumbled in defeat.
Boom!
Zhuanxu slashed down with his sword, carrying the force of falling stars as he sent Shaohao flying.
Pfft!
Shaohao spat out a mouthful of blood. Just as he steadied himself, an immense and vast pressure descended from the void.
Rumble!
The instant that pressure fell, it brutally swept across Shaohao's army.
The soldiers under Shaohao who were still stubbornly resisting were all caught off guard and pinned to the ground, unable to move.
The one who had suddenly unleashed this pressure was none other than Kunpeng.
"What is going on?"
"I... I can't move!"
"What terrifying pressure!"
"Urgh..."
The Human Race soldiers on Shaohao's side were all terrified, utterly incapable of resisting.
The next moment, a streak of light descended. When it faded, a black-robed Daoist appeared—it was Kunpeng, restored to human form.
"People of Shaohao's tribe, listen!"
"The people you relied on have already been defeated and fled."
"Submit and live. Resist and die!"
Kunpeng spoke indifferently, his icy gaze sweeping over the living beings of Shaohao's tribe who had been pressed to the ground.
"Ah?"
"What?"
"The immortal masters supporting our king have fled after being defeated?"
"How is that possible?"
"They lost?"
Kunpeng's words left the remaining Human Race beings under Shaohao utterly shaken.
At the same time, Shaohao, who was kneeling on one knee, was even more dumbfounded and unable to believe it.
"This?"
"Even Senior Randeng, whom Master invited from Kunlun Mountain, was defeated and fled?"
Shaohao muttered blankly, his head buzzing.
After a moment of stunned silence, he raised his head unwillingly and roared in fury:
"Master, help me!!"
Even now, Shaohao was