The Divine Palace Warriors had already soared into the sky outside Divine Celestial City. Before long, fifteen thousand Demon Palace Warriors also arrived, filling the heavens above.
The two armies faced each other from a distance. The Divine Palace Warriors and their five Commanders gazed at the menacing Demon Palace Warriors, a heavy look on each of their faces.
In less than half a year, the Divine Palace, which once far surpassed the Demon Palace in strength, had been reduced to this state. They could only make a last stand to defend Divine Celestial City, their power long since eclipsed by the Demon Palace.
In stark contrast to the Divine Palace Warriors, the Demon Palace Warriors were brimming with Battle Intent. The war of their forefathers was finally going to come to an end today.
Looking toward the Divine Palace's side, Lin Yun didn't see any sign of Qing Zhu or her companions. He found it strange. 'This is the final battle. Why wouldn't Qing Zhu and the others be here?'
