The great sun ascends, mountain winds howl.
After nearly half a day of waiting, under the watchful gaze of hundreds of thousands, the confrontation on Wulai Mountain has finally reached its conclusion.
Although no one knows what transpired within the mountain itself.
However, as the Empress appeared alone without Chen Yang, it already explained a lot.
After all, only the dead cannot rise again.
The most crucial point.
The bloodstains on the Empress's body indicate there was a fierce fight earlier, and well, who other than Chen Yang could it have been?
"What of leaving a palm print on Wulai Mountain? He still died at the hands of our Empress."
"This ignorant fool sought death, and got what he deserved."
"Empress is mighty! Glorious is the majesty of our Youdu Snow Region. Hurry back and recover well!"
The crowd echoed in fervor, like mountain roars and sea tides.
"Mr. Qin Hao, are you alright?"
