The starry sky was silent.
Many Creation Realm martial artists of Tianhan Country stood stunned, staring at Tianhan Sovereign and the five corpse-guarding kings, a chill rising from their feet, spreading throughout their bodies.
Their faces were ashen, filled with panic!
Dead!
All of them were dead!
What should they do?
"Order them all to be executed, leave no one alive!"
At that moment, Qin Wudao's cold voice arose, shattering the silence.
Zhuge Liang, Zhang Sanfeng, Luo Yi, Bao Zheng, the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun, the generals of Liang Mountain, and others reacted, murderous intent blooming in their eyes, gathering a terrifying attack.
"Brothers, let's fight!"
A strong man from Tianhan Country roared, dragging his exhausted body, flying towards the nearest official of the Qin Dynasty.
"Kill!"
"Your Majesty, go slowly, I will accompany you below!"
"Even if I die, I'll take one down with me..."
