The battle at Moonwolf Mountain had become a slaughter stretching across the fields. The Howling Moon King's appearance had given the royal clan a sliver of hope. However, with the arrival of the four Command Envoys, that hope was shattered once more.
Seeing that the annihilation of the Howling Moon Royal Clan had become inevitable, Ning Chen shattered space with a palm strike and used the chance to send Cang Ming away, preserving the royal clan's final inheritance.
The Heavenly Demon Royal Clan's strength inspired dread. The Howling Moon Young Master possessed astonishing talent and would, at the very least, become an unparalleled expert at the peak of the King Realm in the future. Given the Howling Moon Young Master's hatred for the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan, he would become a great aid to the human race someday.
Just as Ning Chen sent the Howling Moon Young Master away, the battle high in the sky between the five Command Envoys and the Howling Moon King grew ever fiercer. Their wounds piled up, and they gradually reached their limits.
A life-taking palm descended, Soul Severing merciless. The Howling Moon King forcibly endured the palm force of four Command Envoys, then struck out with a mighty palm that crashed onto one Command Envoy's spirit platform.
Spurting blood dyed the void red. The Northern Command Envoy fell from the heavens and smashed into the earth.
One Command Envoy had fallen, yet the other three seemed utterly unmoved. Their attacks did not cease; they were like emotionless machines of slaughter, terrifying to behold.
Having endured the attacks of four Command Envoys head-on, the Howling Moon King's demonic aura grew increasingly unstable. Clearly, he could not hold on much longer.
Below the battlefield, Ning Chen watched the great battle overhead with a grave expression. Something