On Murong Huai's side, seeing that the Judgment Heavenly Army was about to finish the battle, he stopped toying with his opponents. Holding the Immortal Lord Nine-Arrival Sword, he pressed its tip against Black Tiger Douluo's throat, pale azure sword light flickering with cold killing intent. The two Super Douluo and Longblade Douluo were already covered in wounds, their Soul Power utterly depleted, with no strength left to resist.
"You've lost. Any last words?" Murong Huai asked calmly, though his voice carried unquestionable authority.
Black Tiger Douluo's face was deathly pale as he glared at Murong Huai unwillingly. "Our Star Luo Empire will never let this go...!"
Murong Huai smiled faintly and flicked his wrist. Sword light flashed. Black Tiger Douluo's head rolled to the ground as blood spurted forth.
"Heh. I asked whether you had last words—I let you speak, didn't I?"
Giant Bear Douluo and Longblade Douluo were filled with terror at the sight. They tried to flee, only for two streams of sword light thrown by Murong Huai to pierce their hearts.
After dealing with the three Title Douluo, Murong Huai turned to look over the battlefield. By now, more than half of the thirty thousand Sha Tiger Army soldiers had been killed or wounded. The survivors either knelt and surrendered or were cut down by the Judgment Heavenly Army. Looking at the corpses scattered across the ground, the commander's face turned ashen. In the end, he drew his sword and slit his own throat.
Dugu Bo walked over to Murong Huai's side, looked at the corpses on the ground, and curled his lip. "The Star Luo Empire is courting death, daring to provoke our Judgment City."
Bibi Dong also walked over, blood slowly dripping from Death God's Magic Sickle. There was not the slightest expression on