Bianliang City.
Ice heaven, blood earth.
Xie Tian arrived, treading on a river of blood.
He headed towards the high platform.
For an hour, all the efforts and struggles Zhao Ye had put in over the past month only hindered Xie Tian for a mere hour.
The idea that Zhao Ye would exhaust a nation's strength to swear to kill Xie Tian did not come true. Instead, it resulted in another scene that no one wanted to see—
just how horrifying was Xie Tian, whose intent to kill had fully erupted?
In this battle, nearly thirty thousand perished.
All slain by Xie Tian, died because of Zhao Ye.
Zhao Ye didn't anticipate this outcome; neither did Ba Tian, nor Wu Chen.
At this moment, Bianliang City fell silent due to the terror of Xie Tian.
