"Isn't that Prince Xu of the Sun Moon Empire?"
"Not just him. There's also Imperial Preceptor Wang, who was only appointed recently!"
"Heavens, those are all important ministers of the Sun Moon Royal Family. The Ice Snow Palace actually captured them all!"
"So this war was under the Ice Snow Palace's control all along? What the hell were they even fighting for? The Sun Moon Empire really brought this on itself."
"..."
Seeing those once-lofty ministers of the Sun Moon Empire bound atop the city wall, many people cheered inwardly, utterly delighted.
To varying degrees, all of them had grudges against these ministers.
Some stemmed from business dealings, others from family disputes, and still others from petty little matters.
In short, seeing their "enemies" suffer made them feel wonderful.
"Holy shit, is that..." Suddenly, a sharp-eyed Soul Master recognized the last person being hauled up.
Everyone looked over and froze in disbelief.
"The Sun Moon Emperor, Xu Tianran!"
The onlookers were utterly shocked to see the man being dragged up by force.
Moreover, the Sun Moon Emperor was in terrible shape. He was extraordinarily weak, as though all his vitality had been drained away.
The only strange thing was that instead of an imperial crown, he wore an extremely peculiar green... green hat?
Judging by its aura, it was probably a Soul Tool.
"Xue... Xue Nianbing..."
Xu Tianran's breathing was feeble, his eyes filled with both despair and bitter hatred.
His cultivation was gone!
His future was gone, too!
Because his Martial Soul was gone!
He had no idea how Xue Nianbing had done it, but he knew that everything was over. Everything he had was ruined.
"Kong Deming."
Xue Nianbing looked at Kong Deming and asked calmly, "When two nations go to war, what do you think happens to