At the side of Daishui River where killing shouts could be heard all around, Qiuwei sat high above on the platform. His face was slightly red and he didn't say a word.
Zong Ling looked back, filled with anticipation in his eyes, "What is the situation on the side of the ruler?"
He wasn't worried about Zong Shou as the outcome of this battle was already decided. The difference would be the number of spoils of war he could obtain.
Qiuwei opened his mouth and was about to speak, only feeling his emotions raging and getting harder to keep control of himself. At this moment, he was actually unable to make a sound.
He could only quietly clench his fists, once that wave-like emotions slowly calmed down, he opened his mouth and say, "The ruler has already wiped out Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect. I heard that none of the ten thousand sect cultivators were left alive!"