Wushang's retreat stirred the entire battlefield. The Foreign Domain's morale plummeted at that moment, while the Nine Heavens were different: they seemed to see hope, and their spirits soared.
"Wuliang, Wuliang, Wuliang..."
Unending cries rang throughout the Great Universe. At that moment, the soldiers of the Nine Heavens were fervent, and even the kings of the Immortal Ancient Era grew heartened.
Ever since the Foreign Domain invaded, the Primordial Ancient Realm had suffered terribly. The successive deaths of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, the Lord of Great Red Heaven, and the True Dragon King had cast an ineradicable shadow over the Nine Heavens.
But at that moment, that seal which split heaven and earth tore a corner from the lingering shadow. The retreat of the Foreign Domain's undefeated legend was like a guiding light in this age, letting everyone glimpse the possibility of victory.
In contrast to the Nine Heavens, the kings of the Foreign Domain naturally wore looks of shock and disbelief.
Whether Yutuo and Anlan, who were besieging the Six Paths of Reincarnation King, or the Crimson King and Pumo King, who were battling Immortal King Wuzhong, astonishment showed in all their eyes.
Wushang and both He Mus saw that astonishment.
It was an emotion that filled Wushang with shame and fury. Nothing was more infuriating than incomprehension from one's own people, and at that moment, Wushang's anger reached a new peak.
"Good! Good! Good!!"
Wushang roared. His hair hung loose, and his entire being exuded an astonishing demonic quality.
"Wuliang, very good!"
Wushang abruptly turned toward "He Mu," fighting spirit and killing intent surging even more fiercely in his eyes as he roared from high above.
"Back then, neither the True Dragon, hailed as the foremost of the Ten Evils, nor the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, hailed as the