Outside the town, the battle continued.
Thousands fought fiercely in a spectacle so vast it shook the onlookers.
Blood stained the wasteland red.
Both sides suffered horrific casualties.
But more of the dead were experts from the various sects of the Great Banner Alliance.
Xue Yiren, once Great Qing's foremost swordsman, had died beneath Ye Gucheng's sword.
The Sword Prodigy, Fang Baoyu, had died at Ximen Chuixue's hands.
Sun Yubo's successor, Meng Xinghun, had also died, pierced through the heart by A Fei's sword, contributing tens of thousands of strands of fortune to Yu Huatian.
Lian Chengbi had also slain Xiao Shiyilang as he wished, avenging his great grievance.
In this battle, many martial experts once renowned throughout the Jianghu had fallen, enough to shake the entire world!
When the Night Emperor reached the battlefield and saw the dead martial experts, his heart shook, and he heaved bitter sighs. These had all been outstanding talents and heroes of the martial world!
But he could not afford to dwell on that now. He immediately released his oppressive aura to stop the fighting.
"Stop! All of you, stop!"
Bolstered by his internal power, the Night Emperor's voice rang like a great bell across the entire battlefield.
Everyone instinctively stopped and looked up.
High in the sky stood a white-robed figure. Though his robes were badly torn and his hair hung loose, leaving him somewhat bedraggled, none of it could conceal the vast, terrifying aura around him.
And he could fly through the air.
Without question, this was another heavenly being!
Everyone's heart shook.
The third heavenly being today!
But Chu Liuxiang and Zhu Zao, who recognized the Night Emperor, were instantly overjoyed.
"Master!"
"Father!"
Everyone was startled.
Chu Liuxiang's master and Zhu Zao's father?
Then wasn't this the Night Emperor, the Wulin