Linjiang City descended into utter chaos.
The two hundred thousand soldiers of the Qing Army withdrew, not daring to remain any longer.
Against an ordinary Great Grandmaster, they could still have relied on their numerical advantage to put up a fight.
But they could not intervene in a battle at the Heavenly Being level at all.
Against these Qing soldiers, whose highest cultivation was only at the Xiantian Realm, Heavenly Beings known as "Land Immortals" delivered an attack from an entirely higher dimension.
Although there were some Great Grandmaster experts among them, if they dared to act, they would certainly meet a grisly death as well.
Thus, when Chen Jialuo saw that Yu Huatian and Yuan Shixiao's battlefield had shifted to Linjiang City, he ordered a retreat without hesitation.
If they stayed any longer, there was no telling how many would die after being caught in the fighting.
Yet before they could flee very far, the sounds of battle suddenly vanished.
Chen Jialuo stopped and turned toward Linjiang City, a trace of confusion appearing in his eyes.
It was over already?
Who won?
Boom-
Just then, everyone suddenly saw a terrifying aura sweeping toward them.
Before they could react, a dazzling streak of sword light abruptly tore through the air and descended, as though splitting heaven and earth.
Where the sword light struck, hundreds of Qing soldiers were torn to pieces, blood raining across the sky!
Then, amid that skyful of bloody rain, a figure clad in the Silver Python Robe slowly approached.
It was Yu Huatian!
Everyone's expression changed drastically. They instantly turned and fled desperately in the opposite direction.
Chen Jialuo's pupils contracted sharply as well, and he prepared to flee without a second thought.
But Yu Huatian's target was him. How could he possibly let him escape?