The Dou Po Academy disciples did not pursue them. They merely held the Heaven Dou Empire's positions and watched coldly as the enemy fled in disarray.
Marshal Gelong watched the scene before him, his eyes filled with shock and wild joy. He hurried to Emperor Xueye's side and carefully helped him up. "Your Majesty! Are you all right? The people from Dou Po Academy are here! We're saved!"
Emperor Xueye slowly opened his eyes. Looking at Lin Feng and the Dou Po Academy disciples before him, his gaze was full of gratitude and the relief of surviving a disaster. He opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but instead coughed up another mouthful of blood and fainted.
"Your Majesty!" Marshal Gelong cried out hurriedly.
"Don't worry. He's only unconscious from severe injuries; his life is not in danger." Lin Feng stepped forward and raised a hand, sending a stream of gentle dou qi into Emperor Xueye's body. "Take him away and treat him properly."
"Thank you, Elder Lin! Thank you, Dou Po Academy!" Marshal Gelong bowed deeply to Lin Feng, his eyes filled with respect and gratitude.
The Heaven Dou Empire's soldiers also erupted in cheers, their faces full of the joy of having survived. Looking at the Dou Po Academy disciples, their eyes brimmed with reverence and gratitude. Had Dou Po Academy not descended like divine soldiers, they would likely have already died beneath Spirit Hall's butcher's blades.
Spirit City, Papal Palace.
Bibi Dong sat upon the papal throne, awaiting news of Spirit Hall's army returning in triumph.
When she learned that the Heaven Dou Empire's army was about to be completely wiped out and that Emperor Xueye was on the verge of capture, a smug smile appeared on her face.
"**Hahaha! The Heaven Dou Empire is finally about to