"Ning Fei."
The Immortal Queen trembled all over and abruptly turned around. Tears had already streamed down her face as she looked at Gai Jiuyou, that peerless hero who had once contended with the Immortal Emperor. Her heart could not help but ache. The young man who had once ridden a white horse through the spring breeze in high spirits had grown old as well.
Since ancient times, famed generals, like beautiful women, were not meant to be seen with white hair.
They had once possessed peerless grace, once dazzled the world with their beauty. Yet in the end, their white hair scattered loose, while the blue sea and azure sky withered.
"A desolate dream... what is left in the end?"
Silver hair fell over the Sun-Moon Divine General's shoulders. He looked young and heroic, yet his eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of time. He could not help throwing back his head and letting out a long howl. He had died in battle during Primordial Antiquity, then been revived by the Immortal Emperor. Having arrived in this later age, he was now besieged by the Quasi-Emperors and left in a sorry state.
A supreme powerhouse once invested with the gods had now dimmed as well, having lost the bearing to sweep across the four seas and eight wastes.
Man-Demon led the charge, carrying the Supreme Stone Token of the Saint Spirit Ancestor and rallying the Quasi-Emperors of the heavens to slaughter the Sun-Moon Divine General. He made wild howling sounds, brimming with savagery like an ancient man hunting prey.
Having lost three Nether Artifacts, the situation on the battlefield instantly reversed. Duan De did not make a move. He looked lofty and imposing, but his heart was trembling as he feared others would discover his true level.
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