The Legend Of Lightning Warriors
The End of the Battle
After Shin Shui successfully killed Jin Shi, the white-flow alliance troops were seen sighing in relief. As well as the chief elders present, they felt the same way.
The remaining black-flow alliance troops turned even more frantic. Their faces grew pale, if all the elders were killed, it was certain that their fate was not much different.
Unwilling to lose the moment, Ye Rou the White Lotus Goddess immediately took swift action. He immediately darted forward, then intending to use all his remaining deep power to kill the remaining enemies.
Suddenly the dark sky turned white, the enemy troops were partly astonished by what was happening. But before long, something terrible happened. I don't know how many white lotuses descended from the sky simultaneously. The lotuses were like the rain that soaked the earth, one by one the remaining enemies died with the style of the White Lotus Rain that belonged to Ye Rou. The lotus seemed endless.
About 400 enemy troops with varying levels were killed horribly in a short time. Including the Celestial Swordsmen and Heavenly warriors was not separated from the lotus rain that belonged to Ye Rou. With the level of a third-rate God Swordsman, it was certainly not a difficult matter for him to kill that many people. Especially because the power in them left very little.
Actually the God Swordsmen of each alliance could easily kill an army that was at the level of the Sky Swordsman and Earth Swordsman. But the energy in the spent will be very large, of course they do not want to do it. Given in the great war their role is clearly much needed.
Ye Rou had already lost a lot of energy in the aftermath of taking out her White Lotus Rain, although there were still some Heavenly Swordsmen who could still run, but what could they do. He doesn't want to take too much of a risk.
The great war commanded by the sect of the Poisonous Valley had been completely finished. But there was no celebration of victory, no happiness, there was only a gloomy face covered in grief when he saw the many casualties from their troops.
After everything was confirmed to be safe, Li Xu immediately approached Shin Shui for help. Although they did not know who the young man was, they also knew themselves. If not for this mysterious young man to them, of course they could all die. It was not impossible that the imperial palace would be taken over by the Poisonous Valley, as it was indeed their main goal.
The atmosphere inside the Palace was seen shrouded in profound sorrow. Emperors who have been loved by the people have been killed on the battlefield in defense of the truth.
The sound of crying filled the night, the more the shrieks grew, the more the palace people grieved over the death of the Emperor.
Even the sky that had started to light with the moonlight was suddenly dark again, as if the sky was crying, shedding its tears to the earth. The death of the Emperor truly made heaven and earth grieve.
The people who heard the news of death about the Emperor slowly entered the Palace. They did not care whether the guards would allow entry or not, which obviously the people wanted to see the Emperor's last face before tomorrow's funeral.
People flocked to the palace, they were crying. Like a child that a mother leaves behind. Pain, pain, disbelief in all this and pain continue to haunt them.
"When a good man leaves this world, all his goodness will be remembered at all times. If his death comes, it is not only humans who grieve. The sky and earth feel the same way".