Shouts of battle, sounds of fighting, and roars of beasts echoed across the open plain.
Blood splattered in the air, landing on the pristine white snow, turning it into an eerie red.
The stench of blood gradually spread, filling everyone's nostrils.
On the battlefield, the heavily wounded Qingtian led Mochen through layers of encirclement and headed towards the direction of the Ice River.
Those who were preparing to give chase were stopped by Enchanting Fox and the others, but it was precisely because of this obstruction that they completely lost any chance of escaping.
Surrounded by Titled Douluo, the energy ripples generated by their Soul Power continued to spread outwards.
The Enchanting Fox's body was smashed into the ice by the Golden Crocodile Douluo.
As she rose from the ice and looked around, a smile involuntarily crept onto the Enchanting Fox's lips.
"Hehe, like father, like daughter."
"He really does resemble that person from back then."
"The person in charge of the Spirit Hall Empire, may we step forward and have a talk?"
The Enchanting Fox glanced around, wiped the blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, and calmly stared in Yue Yi's direction.
"What's there to talk about with an Evil Soul Masters like you?"
"What right do you have to see our leader?"
The Fourth Worship Elder and Fifth Worship Elder worshippers sneered, and just as they were about to continue their attack, they heard a voice gradually rise up.
"Stop, let her continue."
Yue Yi's figure appeared in mid-air, looking down at the Enchanting Fox.
"Although we have been defeated, we still have Million-Strong Army."
"If you insist on exterminating them all, your Spirit Hall Empire will also suffer a great loss."
"These soldiers are not Soul Master, so please be merciful and spare their lives."
"As for matters between Soul Master, we Soul Master will handle them."
"Otherwise, even if we die, we might take a few people down with us."
The Enchanting Fox looked at Yue Yi, her tone calm.
Hearing Enchanting Fox's words, Yue Yi remained silent for a moment, her eyes filled with thought as she weighed the pros and cons in her mind.
"Put down your weapons!"
"Surrender and you will be spared!"
Yue Yi withdrew the Spear of Order from her hand, turned around directly, and stopped looking at the battle below.
"Put down your weapons, and you are permitted to surrender!"
The voice of the Enchanting Fox rang out above the battlefield. She then turned her gaze to the Golden Crocodile and the others, gestured for them to join her, and went straight to greet them.
Ordinary soldiers can surrender because they do not possess Soul Power; they are not Soul Master, but merely ordinary soldiers.
Whether they, the Evil Soul Masters, surrender or not, the outcome is the same; Enchanting Fox and the others are very clear about this.
The army below ceased fighting, and the army of Evil Soul Masters gradually laid down their weapons and were taken into custody by the army of the Spirit Hall Empire.
The remaining Evil Soul Masters all perished on the empty icy plain, their crimson blood staining the pristine white snow.
"Your Highness, shall we continue the pursuit?"
Only two people broke through the encirclement and escaped.
The Gui Mei approached Yue Yi and asked softly.
"Send enough manpower to escort these troops back to the Spirit Hall Empire, and the rest of the people continue the pursuit, no matter who escapes."
"We can't let Mochen leave either!"
Yue Yi spoke softly, without any hesitation.
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Gui Mei agreed and immediately went to make the arrangements.
Beside the vast Ice River, a large ship stands silently on the water.
Qingtian stood on the large ship, anxiously waiting.
Bright red blood dripped continuously from his body into the Ice River, clearly indicating that his injuries were extremely serious.
"Your Highness, you can rest assured."
"Your Highness, I will escort you safely back to the Holy Cult Church..."
Before Qingtian could finish speaking, he felt a tearing pain shooting through his body.
A gleaming blade pierced through his heart from behind, and blossoms of blood fell from the air.
"The target is too obvious, no one can leave."
"I can only trouble you to make one last contribution to the Holy Cult."
Mochen pulled out his blade, watched as Qingtian's body collapsed limply, released the shackles binding the ship, and then swung off the ship and hid in the Ice River.
The large ship, on the other hand, drifted on the Ice River.
Yue Yi led her people to the edge of the Ice River. Looking at the large ship drifting in front of them, the Titled Douluo behind them chased after the ship.
Yue Yi closed her eyes and carefully sensed her surroundings. The Six-Winged Angel had an ability that made her feel uncomfortable when there were Evil Soul Masters around.
Although Yue Yi's Martial Soul is not Six-Winged Angel, this ability was inherited from her.
Right now, she's feeling an uncomfortable sensation around her, though she can't pinpoint the exact location.
"Your Highness, there is only one corpse on the ship, and Mochen is nowhere to be seen."
Golden Crocodile returned with his men and said softly.
"Heh, Mochen really knows how to do things ruthlessly."
"Kill the people who risked their lives to save him, in order to buy themselves a chance to survive."
"Let's go back."
Yue Yi gave a wink to the people around her, then waved and led them away.
Seeing Yue Yi's signal, everyone agreed and concealed their presence in mid-air.
Gradually, after the sound completely disappeared.
Mochen's figure emerged from the Ice River.
"We need to go back and see if we can leave through the Ice River."
"We need to leave from other coastal cities."
"However, this time it was truly a complete defeat."
Mochen glanced at his hair, which was rapidly freezing, and staggered off in one direction.
"Yes, I also think you have suffered a complete defeat."
"But Mochen, we've known each other for a while now, are you planning to leave without even saying goodbye?"
Yue Yi sat in mid-air, her cold voice drifting out.
Upon hearing the sound, Mochen's body stiffened involuntarily. He looked up at the sky and saw figures appearing from mid-air.
His gaze was fixed quietly on himself.
"Sister Yue Yi..."
"For the sake of our acquaintance, please let me leave."
"Leave room for maneuver in your actions, so you can meet again in the future!"
Looking at Yue Yi in mid-air, a bitter smile appeared on Mochen's face.
He kept thinking of countermeasures.
"Hehe..."
"Leave me a way out, so I can let you leave?"
"Letting you go would be a betrayal of my parents."
"I'm also sorry for the countless civilians who have perished in the Extreme North Region because of you."
"Back then, you stole the Level 10 Soul Tool and used Level 10 Soul Tool to severely injure my parents, almost causing their deaths. Did you ever leave any room for maneuver in your actions?"
"You occupy the Far North, but have you ever shown any consideration for the common people Extreme North Region?"
Yue Yi's eyes flashed with growing killing intent as she stared coldly at Mochen.