Yu Jianfeng had already closed his eyes, accepting his fate. He didn't want to die, but death was inevitable.
His wife had fallen, and now it was his turn. Yu Jianfeng was extremely unwilling, but what else could he do?
The scent of the Grim Reaper was drawing nearer. Yu Jianfeng, Nangong Wuhou, and even the army below could smell it. They knew they could not defy fate and had to accept it.
Gao Jinglun and his men had already arrived in front of Yu Jianfeng and the others. Especially Gao Jinglun, who had been breathless from the fight and even lost his temper.
Yu Jianfeng was a definite threat and had to be eliminated.
The battle had begun fully prepared; there was no other choice but to advance.
The treasures of Fiery Forbidden Land were to be all theirs, allowing them, without Vast Ancient's intervention, to uproot the Four Great Holy Lands.
Heavenly Beyond would become the only omnipotent force, while the Ancient Civilization would wholly belong to Heavenly Beyond.
