Who understood this?!
Wasn't war supposed to be soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals?
They were Ghost Marquis Rank warriors. Shouldn't they have been fighting Marquis Rank experts of the Human Race or other living beings?
But what the hell was a King Rank expert doing here?
Using a top-tier general as a charging foot soldier?
Sending an army-of-ten-thousand foe against the vanguard camp?
This was simply a complete disregard for martial ethics—an overwhelming, absolute crushing defeat.
Zi Chen's full eruption showed those Ghost Marquis Rank warriors just how terrifying a King Rank powerhouse became when enraged.
There was one thing they could not understand: why did the other side harbor such immense resentment?
They had not even launched a substantive invasion. They had merely just set foot here.
Was this really necessary?
The ten Ghost Marquis Rank warriors were wiped out to the last man.
On the other side of the Ghost Domain Gate, Soul-Splitting King and the others were also somewhat dumbfounded.
"We failed to probe them out."
"The other side deployed a King Rank powerhouse."
Soul-Splitting King could not understand it. They had used a King Rank expert in the very first battle—how were they supposed to fight afterward? A battle of kings?
The other Ghost King Rank warriors looked at one another, utterly stunned. The other side simply refused to play by the rules.
Since that was the case...
"Then we can only send King Rank powerhouses." Soul-Splitting King had no other choice.
The other side had not played according to convention. Before they had even prepared to intervene and rescue them, the Marquis Rank experts they had sent out had already been annihilated.
"This man must die!" Soul-Splitting King stared coldly beyond the Ghost Domain Gate, where Zi Chen's figure could vaguely be seen.
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