The battlefield instantly fell silent.
The Asura King was dead?
The Black Feather King's pupils constricted, and his face was full of fear.
The next moment, the Black Feather King let out a loud cry and turned around to escape.
"The Asura King is already dead. Who dares to fight our giant spirit race?!" The Giant Spirit King raised the Xuanhua Axe high and let out a furious roar.
"Who dares to fight our giant spirit race?!" giant spirits shouted in unison.
The king of the asura race was dead, and the king of the black feather race had escaped.
The remaining soldiers looked at each other and scattered like wild birds.
Seeing that the warriors of the giant spirit race were about to chase, the Giant Spirit King said, "Don't chase after them!"
He coughed up a mouthful of blood and swayed.
If he hadn't used the axe to support his body in time, he would have fallen to the ground.
