So, my emperor...has really returned!

The moment he thought of this, Mu Haoyu's blood was racing, and the resentment that had been suppressed in his chest for a hundred thousand years suddenly burst out!

"Ha ha ha ha……"

In an instant, Mu Haoyu raised his head and laughed wildly, looking crazy, but there was ecstasy hidden in that laughter!

Just as Zhan Jinrong frowned, he heard Mu Haoyu laugh and say: "Brother Zhan, the emperor is back! Our emperor is back!"

"Emperor?"

Zhan Jinrong was stunned, Zhan Wuyuan...is back?

How is this possible!

You know, a hundred thousand years have passed!

However, looking at the retreating Blood Guards and Mu Haoyu's excited expression, Zhan Jinrong's eyes trembled, and the next moment, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"The Emperor is back! Our Emperor is back!!!"

That roar instantly infected every strong man present.

Lin Hua

"You're back, Emperor... you're finally back!"

Liang Chibing couldn't believe it, one hundred thousand years!

A whole hundred thousand years!

Unexpectedly, my emperor has not fallen, and one day he will rule again!

Even the Black Flag Army was bursting with joy.

They have lived a miserable life for these hundred thousand years!

But today, my emperor has not shown up yet. He just regained his prestige and ordered the young master of the Jie Clan to withdraw his troops!

What kind of imperial power is this!?

This is the emperor of their Northern War Realm!

Even Feng Zhengying, who was standing among the corpses on the ground, was trembling and his eyes couldn't stop being red.

"God bless my Northern War Realm!"

Although they are alchemists, all the ancestors of the Feng family once served the War Emperor!

Even though the Northern War Realm is now divided among the heroes, the hearts of all the alchemists are towards the Northern War Realm!

"God bless my Northern War Realm!"

Gradually, one alchemist stood up one after another, and the crowd's voice was enthusiastic. Even Feng Fangyi pursed her lips tightly and shouted hoarsely: "God bless me in the Northern War Realm!"

Looking at it, even the several Immortal Lords were full of excitement. Although some of them were not born in the Northern War Realm, after tens of thousands of years, they have become members of Liutian City.

And Liutian City, isn’t it the majestic city of the descendants of the Zhan family?!

As early as just now, Xiji Immortal Lord and others were ready to fight desperately. Even when they noticed that Jie Ming was going to take action personally, they no longer had any hope in their hearts.

But just because Zhan Wuyuan's fame spread, Jie Ming immediately withdrew his troops!

This made everyone in the northern war community happy and happy, and at the same time they felt deeply proud!

What about the young emperor of the Realm Clan?

In front of me, the War King of the Northern War Realm, I am not the only one who has to retreat in defeat!

For a time, the entire basin seemed to be boiling!

"Brother Qin, did you hear that, Zhan Wuyuan, Emperor Zhan, is back! We are saved!"

Xue Chitian and others were also filled with ecstasy, and Qin Yichen, who was pulled and surrounded by him, also had a relieved smile on his lips.

Others didn't know it, but he knew that Zhan Wuyuan was back before he stepped into the river basin.

Although he was not sure, Qin Yichen still held on to a glimmer of hope while fighting. He did not believe that Zhan Wuyuan could remain indifferent.

Sure enough, Zhan Wuyuan took action!

Looking at the excited and ecstatic faces around him, Qin Yichen's smile showed even more admiration.

Today, he finally realized what kind of reputation the man who was regarded as the God of War in the Northern War Realm had.

Only Jie Ming stood in front of the rift, overlooking the figures in Liutian City, with strong murderous intent in his eyes, and even... a touch of humiliation!

Yes, it is humiliating!

He, the majestic young emperor of the Realm Clan, led an army to conquer in person. His opponents were just a group of remnants who could be wiped out with just one hand, but in the end, he was actually asked to withdraw his troops on his own initiative!

One can imagine the indignation in Jie Ming's heart, not only against Liutian City, but also against Zhan Wuyuan who made him want to kill the most!

Even before he arrived, his father was afraid just because of his reputation!

"Wait, Zhan Wuyuan, now that you have come back, it will not just be these remnants. One day, this young master will definitely bloodbath the entire Northern War Realm..."

After gritting his teeth, Jie Ming suddenly waved his sleeves: "Let's go!"

The cracks in the sky gradually healed, and the frightening blood cloud finally disappeared.

After Zhan Jinrong was excited for a while, he thought of something and his smile gradually stopped.

"No, since my emperor can scare away Jie Ming, it means that my emperor's whereabouts have been known to the Jie Clan. Perhaps it was our emperor who took the initiative to expose it."

Although Zhan Jinrong never knew why Zhan Wuyuan could return to the throne one hundred thousand years later, these questions would definitely be solved when he saw the former.

But now, he couldn't help but worry about Zhan Wuyuan: "My emperor is risking his own life to protect us..."

Mu Haoyu also calmed down, rubbing his chin and looking uncertain.

As a member of the Northern War Circle, it is impossible for him not to know about Zhan Wuyuan's reputation and strength.

But the Realm Clan can dominate this continent, and there is no doubt about its strength!

They were afraid that Zhan Wuyuan would be intercepted by those old monsters from the Jie Clan.

But now, there is no need to worry, I can only wait for the king to come.

The feeling of being on tenterhooks was uncomfortable, but after the two of them looked at each other, Zhan Jinrong said, "Let's tidy up the battlefield first."

Although they were lucky enough to survive this battle, the two of them knew that even if the War Emperor came back, they would still have to face the iron hoof of the Realm Clan, and even future wars would be even more cruel.

The two of them looked down at Liutian City. Just now they were only focused on fighting and even threw their own lives away. But now, what they looked at could only be described as tragic.

With the eyesight of the Immortal Lord Realm, with just one glance, one can see that nearly half of the evil stars were killed or injured in this battle.

The Black Flag Army was better, but it also suffered heavy losses, even losing an Immortal Lord.

The remaining Immortal Lords, even Lin Huaxian and others, are all injured, and it seems that if they fight for just a few more moments, their lives will be in danger!

"Why……"

Zhan Jinrong sighed: "The generals obey the order and bury them richly. These people are all heroes of our Liutian City!"

Mu Haoyu also said: "The living people should wrap up the corpses of our comrades and let them go on the road in glory!"

There was a moment of silence in Liutian City. Qin Yichen didn't say much, but stood up. Regardless of the dripping blood, he took out a clean robe and picked up the broken bones of a evil star one by one.

Life-long friendships may not be mentioned, but Qin Yichen has an impression of all the evil stars, and he can still vaguely remember the smiles on their faces when they came to ask for compound pills, and the joy when they got the compound pills.

But now, they have all turned into corpses...

Not only the warriors were killed and injured, but also the alchemists who came to support him.

Even the loss of the North War Alchemist was extremely tragic.

Although he was protected by the Immortal Lord, the alchemist's combat effectiveness in this fight was almost zero, so he was swept away by the aftermath and was not even injured. Almost all of them were killed on the spot.
Chapter completed!