"It's broken, finally broken!"
"Hahaha, I knew the imperial court wouldn't abandon us!"
"Hurry, let's leave the Northern Territory at once!"
"Damn barbarian bastards, once the Daqian army assembles, it'll be your day of reckoning!"
At this moment, countless martial artists across the Northern Territory were stirred with excitement, tears of joy streaming down their faces!
This past month has felt like a year, every moment spent in panic and dread!
A thousand miles east of Beixuan City.
Those who escaped from Wuhou Hall and the King Beixuan's palace had gathered together.
"That was the Prefect of Qingzhou who intervened. The Prefect of Qingzhou holds the Qian King's Seal, yet not a single True Sovereign appeared!" Gon Lang gazed at the slowly fading figure on the side of the sky, eyes filled with shock!
By rights, it really shouldn't be this way!
He sensed something was off.
"Hall Master, should we go now?" someone asked.
