C157 Holy King

Half an hour later, amidst the ruins, Beichen Yong closed his eyes in resignation. The life force within him grew fainter and fainter until it vanished completely.

In that time, not a single general, clansman, or ancestor from the Celestial Yin Dynasty stepped forward, shattering the last sliver of hope in his heart.

The atmosphere grew increasingly heavy. Every person there was a Cultivator