After temporarily sealing E'e away, Zhao Fu turned his terrifying gaze toward the city lords of the remaining dynasties. A chill ran through their hearts, as though they were naked in the depths of winter, their bodies trembling uncontrollably with an unbearable fear.
Zhao Fu transformed into a streak of light and shot toward several ancestor-level figures. Great Qin's city lords also attacked once more, while Ye Cang laughed loudly and charged forward. The many city lords of the Night Dynasty seemed to have received heaven's might, surging toward the city lords of the various dynasties with blazing battle intent.
Below, the Night Dynasty soldiers turned to hunting down the soldiers of the various dynasties. The shockwave had been too terrifying; the soldiers of those dynasties were all injured, and their morale had fallen even lower. They were completely suppressed by the Night Dynasty's side, and people had already begun to flee.
After a round of battle, Great Qin had slain a total of 203 city lords. Not a single one escaped. Great Qin had won a complete victory; only a few city lords were injured, and there were no losses.
Of the several dynasties below, nearly ninety-nine percent had been slaughtered to extinction. Aside from the Night Dynasty soldiers' attacks, after the many city lords dealt with the city lords of those dynasties, they also began slaughtering their soldiers. Only a very small number managed to escape.
Seeing that the battle was under control, Zhao Fu descended into the sealing space. Looking at E'e, who was bound by countless chains and suspended in midair, he gave a cold laugh and handed his body over to the Golden Dragon.
E'e's eyes widened as he glared furiously at Zhao Fu and cursed, "That bastard Ye Cang actually colluded with an outsider!