"That person still won the Battle of the South in the end!"
Outside Lingyun Palace, Zu Renkuang stood above the clouds with his hands by his side, he looked at the stars in the sky calmly.
The battle that decided the life and death of the Great Gan, the prosperity and the fall of the six factions was something that all factions naturally paid attention to.
Many experts were sent to monitor the situation. This was why when the sixty thousand Purple Qilin's Flame Spear Cavalry were wiped out, the Lingyun Sect had already gotten the news.
"He's actually the Saint Ruler and has a Qilin by his side…"
Yan Feibai's eyes were filled with shock, which still hadn't faded. He turned around and looked behind him, his eyes were filled with great fortune.
Zong Shou was deemed as the enemy of the Confucians, and also had a blood debt with the Taoist Faction, such that anyone in the world could attack him without repercussions.