Qi Xingyan coughed, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.
He was clearly no match for the power of a Divine Venerable.
However, for a Twelfth Realm cultivator like him to fight someone in the Upper Three Grades, last for several rounds undefeated, and only suffer injuries was impressive.
Such a battle record was a rare sight in the entire Central Plains World.
The Great Nether Empress's domineering voice boomed from the sky, "Go back and tell the Emperor of Great Yan that I will only withdraw my troops if he hands over Lu Mingyuan. If he refuses, then I will make Great Yan submit! What the former Monarch of the Great Netherworld failed to achieve in a hundred wasted years, I will accomplish!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Beyond the city walls, vast numbers of the Stone Race, Corpse Race, and even the Bone Race appeared.
