At this point, there was no need to argue about who was right and who was wrong.
However, Ye Qingchen's current actions were intolerable. As a Purifying Spirit Master, Lin Jiansheng couldn't watch helplessly as the commoners died in Ye Qingchen's hands. Therefore, he had to take down Ye Qingchen and kill him.
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Bang!
A deafening explosion sounded in the sky.
This explosion shook the inner city disciples until they flew backward and fell to the ground while vomiting blood. However, they didn't care about their injuries. They cared more about the outcome of the battle.
Eager to know the outcome of the battle, Zhan Yingrong and all the elite warriors of the War God Clan looked up at the pitch-black sky one after another. Red and black energy flickered in the deep sky for a moment. Immediately after, a red battle tiger fell from the thick fog rapidly. After the battle tiger landed on the ground and exploded violently with a bang, it turned into thousands of blood mist and disappeared from the world.
The red battle tiger was condensed from the blood of five thousand elite warriors. When the battle tiger exploded, the warriors suffered the backlash of this energy and vomited blood again. "Hmph!" Every warrior's face was filled with pain.
Zhan Yingrong stabbed the sword into the stone floor of the square and used that force to slowly stand up.
At this moment, the black houses in the sky gathered into the appearance of 'Zhan Wuya' again. As Zhan Wuya tilted his head and looked at the living beings below, the corners of his lips curled up into an eerie smile and he said to Zhan Yingrong, "Yingrong, you've lost. Now, take the initiative to admit defeat and submit to me. Then, I can let you guys off."
"If you're willing to fight alongside me, wipe out the Cang Lang Continent, and build a new dynasty together with me, you guys will become great contributors to the Dongyu Dynasty and share wealth and glory with me!" Ye Qingchen looked down on the group of cowardly old fellows from the Elder Council, but he was very satisfied with Zhan Yingrong and the other disciples.
These disciples were all elite warriors he had personally nurtured.
Ye Qingchen knew their temperaments very well.
After Zhan Yingrong wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, she spat out a mouthful of phlegm mixed with blood in Ye Qingchen's direction in disdain. "Ye Qingchen, the bloodline of the Divine Tiger Divine Master flows in the bodies of the clansmen of the War God Clan. The members of the War God Clan are brave and good at fighting. We aren't afraid of demons! We would rather fight to the death than associate with a demon!"
After saying that, Zhan Yingrong looked at Zhan Jianxue, who was on the ground. Even a usually arrogant and domineering little girl like Zhan Jianxue could sacrifice her life at the critical moment and fight the demonic cultivator to the end. How could they dare to break their promise and associate with a demon?
Zhan Yingrong had fired a distress signal earlier and the battle had already started a while ago, but there were still no experts from the Divine Miracle Continent coming to help. Zhan Yingrong realized that the War God Clan had most likely been abandoned by other factions.
All these years, under the lead of Zhan Jiuxiao, who Ye Qingchen disguised as, the War God Clan had done many offensive things.
The other factions had resented the War God Clan for a long time and couldn't wait for the War God Clan and Ye Qingchen to fight each other behind closed doors. How could they be willing to mobilize their combat strength to help them?
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