The morning sun rose, and the eastern horizon revealed a fish-belly white. Two red suns peeked up, gradually bathing every corner of the sky in golden light, turning it red.
Inside Jade Seal City.
Explosions and the sound of collapsing buildings continuously echoed.
In the midst of Jade Seal City, gazing at the rubble and blood scattered across the ground, the seven of Lin Feng stood in silent contemplation.
A day ago, the once-prosperous Jade Seal City had now become a wasteland. The city's residents had already evacuated, and the remaining fugitives had died at their hands.
Sealing a space gate doesn't rely on mere words or numbers, but on bodies and blood. Only when one side is intimidated will the battle cease.
Since the chaotic battle ended last night, the seven of them hadn't rested. Even during the pitch-black night, they hunted, hands already stained with blood, having killed over a thousand people.
