Everyone felt as if a rabbit had died for the sorrow of a fox, the scene filled with desolate sadness.
Although it wasn't they who died, the sacrifice of an immortal seemed to foretell their own fates.
What Yan Wu said was true, even if they knelt and begged for mercy, the Feathered Divine Dynasty wouldn't spare them.
Because, they were sacrificial offerings!
Not even qualified to be dogs.
These immortals were desperate, having dominated the universe all their lives; when had they ever been driven to such a dire situation?
On another front, with a slash of his blade, Bereaved Wind struck with a sorrow so profound it seemed to sever heaven from earth. The great Celestial Tiger let out a pitiful howl under the attack, but the despair in its eyes urged it to burn all its immortal essence and fight until the very last moment.
They had no way out but to fight to the death!
The fierce battle continued.
Chu Yuan overwhelmed Yan Wu.
