"Alright."
After uttering this word, he swiftly fled away.
It wasn't because he felt pity for the millions of Northern Barbarian soldiers about to be enslaved or slaughtered, but simply because his reputation had been completely tarnished today, and he didn't want to stay any longer.
Buddha Baoshu smiled bitterly in his heart.
Ever since his emergence, he had faced defeat after defeat. He could only be grateful that he hadn't lost any Spirit Blood today like he did at True Profound Mountain.
After clasping his hands together in a gesture of respect, he followed closely behind the Barbarian Emperor.
Wind-listening Old Man nodded slightly toward Li Yanwu before turning to leave.
Only countless Northern Barbarian soldiers remained, their hearts filled with shock.
Li Yanwu looked at those fearful gazes and indifferently said:
"Kill."
...
The news of the battle in Liang State spread rapidly across the land.
