Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others hurried forward.
"Xiao San, what happened? What's going on with you...?"
Before Dai Mubai could finish asking,
a messenger stumbled and crawled into the main tent, his voice choked with tears.
"Marshal! Bad news! Emperor Xue Beng! Something terrible has happened!"
"Jialing Pass... Jialing Pass has fallen!"
Boom!
Those words were like a bolt of heavenly lightning striking everyone present squarely on the head!
Jialing Pass had fallen?
How was that possible?!
Wasn't Master and the Golden Iron Triangle stationed there?
"Explain yourself! What exactly happened?!"
Emperor Xue Beng grabbed the messenger by the collar, his eyes bloodshot.
The messenger tearfully recounted the battle in fits and starts.
Not long ago, Spirit Hall's army had launched a general attack.
The Golden Sacred Dragon, the Golden Iron Triangle's Martial Soul Fusion Skill, had been shattered by two newly emerged Titled Douluo from Spirit Hall—the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion and Snow Empress—working together.
Master Yu Xiaogang, Headmaster Flender, and Vice Headmaster Liu Erlong had been struck by a strange poison and captured on the spot!
With the commander-in-chief captured, the army had become leaderless and instantly collapsed.
The natural fortress of Jialing Pass had changed hands within a single day!
As the news spread,
the entire main tent fell into deathly silence.
Everyone stood frozen in place, their faces filled with confusion and emptiness.
They had lost.
They had been utterly defeated.
Ma Hongjun was dead. Oscar was dead.
And now, Master and the others had been captured as well.
Tang Hao had been beaten to the point where it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
Even Tang San, a deity, had ended up in such a miserable state.
How could they keep fighting?
What could they possibly use to fight Spirit Hall?