Zhao Xin also ordered the Zhao Family members to charge. How tired of living were they to dare provoke the Holy Hall?
Ling Yun frowned. What was the other party's goal? Was it not pillaging? Nor was it seizing a bride—was it simply killing?
In an instant!
The two armies clashed, and the void shook violently.
Zhao Xin was almost red-eyed with slaughter, practically turning into a killing god; he did not know how many pirates died beneath a single sweep of his blade.
Ji Wushuang's momentum was like piercing the sun, and wherever he went, not a single soul survived.
An Qing walked out and asked, "What is going on? There's no peace along the way."
Ling Yun replied, "Something happened in the Nine Heavens. He arranged it, though the Martial Ancestor Divine Emperor should know by now."
Just as Ling Yun said, after the Martial Ancestor Divine Emperor was intercepted by the Ghost Cherry Faction, he received news from his subordinates saying that the gates of the Nine Heavens could not be opened and something was very wrong.
Therefore, he immediately turned back, and at this moment, he was joining forces with many lingering Nine Heavens cultivators outside to break open the barrier gates of the Nine Heavens.
"What about Gan Niang and the others..." An Qing felt a pang of panic.
"It's fine. Yang Erhuang hasn't reached the point of exterminating everyone yet, seeing as he hasn't completely shown his hand to the Martial Ancestor Divine Emperor." Ling Yun gazed at the entire battlefield.
This group of pirates truly held life and death in low regard, willing to self-detonate just to drag someone down with them.
The moment An Qing saw Beibei, she pulled the child into an embrace, knowing full well she had wanted to go