Chu Yuan stood proudly after defeating the four Dragon Slayers.
His domineering aura radiated out from him. He looked as strong as if he were a whole army instead of just one man, like a monarch who had conquered the world.
Sometimes, the supreme authority was not the only standard that existed.
The onlookers from Jiangdong were staring in despair.
Their disappointment was written all over their faces.
On the contrary, those from Chu Sect burst into loud cheers and laughter.
Chu Qitian was the first to lower his head as he bowed down to his grandfather. “Congratulations, Grandpa! You did it! You defeated the enemy!”
His cries brought along another loud wave of gratitude and cheers.
The other members of Chu Sect also bowed, following in Chu Qitian's footsteps.
“Congratulations, Old Mr. Chu! You're truly unbreakable!”
“Congratulations, Old Mr. Chu! No one should ever doubt your excellence!”
The sound of over a thousand praises echoed and almost shook the sky.
Their shouts of gratitude were a storm on their own and could practically be heard from miles away.
The joy of the people of Chu Sect was opposed to the sorrow of the people of Jiangdong.
Who could ever imagine that the small area that Yunzhou encompassed could display such polarizing emotions?
King Folo and the others were in emotional turmoil, feeling as if ice and fire had engulfed the land at the same time.
The more people who cheered, the more people who broke down and wail.
There was an equal amount of tears of mirth and tears of sorrow.
“What do we do now, King Folo?”
“Should we continue fighting?”
Bapei and Haibu couldn't even smile at that moment. Their hearts were leaden with an intense weight.
King Folo sighed. “No, it's no use. Chu Tianfan has already been beaten. Dragon God Hall has lost its power and the aura of China's martial arts world is fading. Now, our best course of action is to leave.”
King Folo had clear foresight. He knew that there was nothing they could do after Chu Tianfan got defeated by Chu Yuan.
He didn't hesitate and prepared for all of them to leave Jiangdong immediately and return to protect India.
After all, they all knew that the results of today's battle relied heavily on the fight between Ye Fan and Chu Yuan.
Now that Chu Yuan had defeated Ye Fan, King Folo knew it would be easy for him to get rid of the rest of them too.
That was why the results were already obvious.
If they continued to fight with Chu Sect, they would only be welcoming their deaths.
However, right as King Folo and the others were about to escape, King Folo felt a certain sensation.
His legs, originally lifted and ready to break out in a run, were put down as he stilled momentarily.
Then, all of a sudden, he whipped his head around and looked behind them.
“What's wrong, King Folo?”
Bapei and Haibu started in fright. They thought Chu Yuan had charged toward them and was ready to slit their throats.
King Folo remained silent. The frown on his face deepened as he stared fixedly ahead.
“King Folo, talk to us. What's going on?”
Haibu and Bapei were even more confused as they watched King Folo continue to stare off into the distance.
Right then, a few small chunks of gravel began to fall off the ruins.
The sound of the gravel falling off grew louder and louder until it began to sound like a raging river, which sounded much louder in the still night.
The crowd was stunned when they heard the noise.
Soon enough, they all turned to look at the falling stones.
A pair of bloodied hands slowly reached out from the ruins.
It almost looked as if the devil himself was crawling out from hell.
The scene was even creepier when watched from a distance.
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