Chapter 2180
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The emerald green spirit light formed a huge spirit qi whirlpool and rushed into the bodies of the two people.
This virtuous cycle allowed Feng Yixiu and Shen Ruyu to recover very quickly. In less than ten minutes, they were back to their peak condition.
"Phew …"
Feng Yixiu exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. The moment he opened his eyes, they shone brightly.
"The outcome has been decided. Looks like it's time to end all of this!"
Feng Yixiu slowly stood up, gazing at the distant beacon fires as he said indifferently.
"Roar!"
The Celestial Saint Dragon King let out a loud roar and flapped its wings to fly towards the two of them.
Feng Yixiu held Shen Ruyu's hand and leaped lightly, landing firmly on the back of the Celestial Saint Dragon King.
On the main battlefield, a huge black shadow that no one could ignore charged over. Almost everyone subconsciously raised their heads to look at the sky.
When everyone saw that it wasn't Great Emperor Blood Brilliance who had returned victorious, but Feng Yixiu, they were all stunned.
"That's … the Thousand-Year Crown?!"
"How … how is this possible?! How could His Majesty lose?! "
"Since Blood Emperor has lost, what's the point of us persevering …"
Many of the weak-willed Dansha soldiers put down their weapons and knelt on the ground with lifeless eyes.
The reason why the Dansha army had been able to persevere until now was because of their conviction. They believed that Blood Emperor would not lose.
However, they had no choice but to believe it. After all, Blood Emperor would definitely not give up the Thousand-Year Crown that represented imperial power to others.
"Those who resist will be killed without mercy!"
Feng Yixiu looked down at the people below him from above, a deep and resounding sound wave like a great bell suddenly exploded out.
"Clang, clang, clang …"
In an instant, the noisy battlefield quietened down. After a short period of silence, the sound of weapons falling to the ground could be heard.
Since Blood Emperor had lost, their conviction had collapsed. There was no point in continuing to resist.
But only the Dansha Army had surrendered. Most of the Sky Imperial Warriors were still gripping their weapons tightly, their eyes darting around as if looking for an opportunity to escape.
Feng Yixiu's gaze quickly swept across the battlefield, and immediately locked onto Huiyuanyin and San Ben.
At this time, Aishi Primordial Spirit and San Ben Xin were already covered in blood. The long chaotic battle had seriously injured them, and they were only still alive because of their strong vitality.
"Damn it … Great Emperor Blood Brilliance was actually defeated. What should we do now?"
San Ben Xin looked up at the magnificent Celestial Saint Dragon King in the sky and gnashed his teeth.
"There's no point in fighting anymore. Let's retreat!" Hui Yuanyin said softly as he retreated.
"What about the Sky Imperial Corps?" San Ben Xin asked as he waved the shattered Frost Staff in his hand.
"I can't care about that now … If I don't leave now, it will really be too late!"
Hui Yuanyin shook his head helplessly and immediately used all his strength to knock away the Mithril Battle Axe that was coming at him at high speed.
"All of you, back down. Leave these two to me!"
Feng Yixiu shouted angrily as he controlled the Celestial Saint Dragon King to dive down, leaving behind a beautiful trail of starlight.
"Understood!"
Chiwil, Bai Zhan, and the others nodded and did not take the initiative to chase after the two.
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