The battle raged on. Learning that the Imperial Tutor's life was in danger, many people rushed over to aid him.
Yet the arrival of these people did not change the outcome of the battlefield.
Long Aotian, whose physical body had transcended mortality and entered sainthood, was beaten until not even a corpse remained. Fragments of Mo Bai's Imperial weapon drifted through the chaos.
Cui Tian Rui, known as the Spear God, fell. All that remained was half a broken spear, while the Eight Hundred Tiger Braves were wiped out to the last man.
Chen Changsheng watched with his own eyes as the people around him died one after another before him.
Lu Mingyu battled Xiao Yunshu for a hundred years, only to be grievously wounded in the end.
Dream and the Ominous Maker fought until heaven and earth shattered. In the end, Dream retreated to the Pill Epoch, while three members of the Heavenly Dao Society fell.
Chen Feng drew his sword and asked the heavens, successfully severing one of the Beast Ancestor's arms. Yet the price he paid was the dispersal of his body and soul.
"Enough!"
Just as they had reached the end of the road, Lu Mingyu, who was barely holding himself together, spoke.
Looking at the many corpses drifting through the chaos, then at Chen Changsheng, who had been restrained by Xiao Yunshu, Lu Mingyu's knees finally buckled.
"Thud!"
The Immortal Emperor, who had always looked down upon the world, knelt.
And with that kneel, all his unyielding spirit was utterly shattered.
"Spare Teacher. You can make me do anything you want."
Facing Lu Mingyu's plea, Chen Changsheng's heart trembled.
"Don't beg them!"
"Death isn't frightening. It's no big deal."
Looking at the Immortal Emperor kneeling in the chaos, Xiao Yunshu coughed twice and said, "Hand