Su Han's existence has become their belief.

If they watch the Phoenix Holy Dynasty being destroyed, how can they feel at ease for the rest of their lives!

Su Han saved the Middle Star Territory, which meant he saved them. For them, this was more than a life-saving grace!

No matter how high or low the cultivation level is, no matter how many people there are.

In short, monks came from far and wide to join the battle.

Judging from the original situation, the Phoenix Holy Dynasty's troops were too small and were completely suppressed. There were five billion people in the Holy Dynasty Alliance!

However, with the addition of these casual cultivators, the disadvantage was abruptly leveled.

I am afraid that the Brilliant Holy Lord and others themselves have not thought that these casual cultivators, who are usually regarded as ants in their eyes, would actually have the courage to do such a thing as moths pounce on the flame.

Time passes.

One day, two days, three days...

There are more and more corpses on the ground.

The smell of blood spread all around.

The blood under my feet was so sticky that I couldn't even lift my legs.

And when the war lasted until the fifth day, nearly one hundred and forty years had passed in the Holy Son’s Sumeru Ring!

The figure that had been nurtured by Tang Yi with the power of his soul was finally in his arms...
Chapter completed!