Lin Yun and Qing Zhu were feeling each other out in Divine Celestial City, while the battle outside its walls had already reached its end.
The Grand Commander of the Demon Palace was showing no mercy to the Divine Palace Warriors and three Commanders who refused to surrender. Since they had yet to yield, he had no intention of sparing their lives.
Over a thousand Divine Palace Warriors had been slaughtered to the last. Of the three Commanders, the other two had also been slain, leaving the Grand Commander of the Divine Palace as the sole survivor.
His body was covered in countless wounds. Two longswords were buried deep in his abdomen and chest. Gazing upon his fallen Divine Palace Warriors and Commanders, the Grand Commander let out a wild, desolate laugh.
"Haha! A war that has lasted for so many years... who would have thought it would end like this for my Divine Palace? Haha! I am too ashamed to face the ancestors of the Divine Palace..."
