The World Tree's guardian was swallowed by the power of despair. His corpse fell from the sky, the dragon's body over a hundred meters long plunging straight into the ground with a thunderous crash.
At the same time, an announcement from the War of Supremacy rang out, reaching everyone on the front lines.
Another of the Yagu Dynasty's strongest fighters had fallen!
The news swept past everyone's ears like the wind, and morale soared among the forces of Great Xia!
"Our heavy hitters are badass! They killed another one!"
"Let's push harder too! Crush their lines!"
"Kill them, brothers! Today's our chance to earn glory!"
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Although the East China Army had fewer Classholders than the Yagu Dynasty had soldiers of the Other Races, every one of them was an elite.
With announcements from the War of Supremacy sounding nonstop, each bringing more good news for Great Xia, everyone's confidence surged, and their fighting spirit rose along with it!
Confidence and morale were crucial in battles between armies.
At that moment, despite being outnumbered, Great Xia continued to advance, showing what they were made of!
At one position on the main battlefield.
A warrior monk in plain robes, a burly man built like an iron tower, advanced alongside Great Xia's army.
Whenever soldiers of the Other Races came forward to defend, a layer of golden light coated the monk's thick palms. A single palm strike sent an enemy flying, and none could withstand the sweeping thrusts of both his hands.
He was the Demon-Subduing Vajra, Fan Wu.
After Wei Yuan had sent someone to buy him some everyday necessities, he had simply brought Fan Wu along to the Yagu Continent and put him in the army's vanguard.
Wei Yuan had judged him correctly. Just looking at Fan Wu's hulking build,