High in the sky.
A hunched figure was desperately fleeing.
As he fled, he continuously spat fresh blood.
He was none other than the guardian of the Dwarf Kingdom, the old Imperial Preceptor with peak Emperor-level strength.
Undoubtedly, the old Dwarf Imperial Preceptor's strength was still formidable.
Even among the native forces of the entire Endless Abyss, his reputation was immense.
Many native forces knew of the Dwarf Kingdom's possession of such a peak Emperor-level expert.
It was precisely because of the protection of the old Dwarf Imperial Preceptor, like a stabilizing needle, that the Dwarf Kingdom had enjoyed peace and tranquility for so many years.
Unfortunately, faced with the siege of four Emperor-level powerhouses from the Immortal-Demon Tribe.
Even with the aid of the Black Dragon King Auger, the two of them combined were still far from enough.
His divine abilities and skills did not last long, nor did they inflict any damage on the enemy before being forcefully shattered.
The ultimate result was that not only was the Black Dragon King Auger decapitated and instantly killed, but he himself was also severely wounded.
Now, in order to survive, he had to flee madly like a stray dog.
As for the Dwarf Royal City below, which was rapidly falling, he had neither the energy nor the ability to rescue it.
It was already a stroke of immense luck for him to escape this underground space with his life.
However, he was still filled with a deep sense of unwillingness.
He couldn't understand why a foreign territory force that had descended into this world for less than twenty days possessed such terrifying strength.
Not only had the priests of the two Natural Woodman tribes inexplicably advanced to Emperor-level, but there were also four or five Emperor-level powerhouses radiating a foreign aura.
However, he couldn't afford to think too much. He glanced back and his expression turned immensely panicked.
Seeing two Emperor-level Immortal-Demon soldiers in pursuit behind him, he ignored his severe injuries and forcefully mobilized all the spiritual energy within his body, fleeing towards a safe passage at the fastest speed.
Soon, he was getting closer and closer to the safe passage.
As long as he escaped into the safe passage and activated the spiritual energy defense formation, he would succeed in escaping!
"Immortal-Demon Tribe! I will remember this! This Imperial Preceptor will definitely return!"
The old Dwarf Imperial Preceptor gritted his teeth and vowed silently in his heart.
The army of the Immortal-Demon Tribe had conquered his kingdom and slaughtered tens of thousands of kingdom dwarves.
They had even killed the Black Dragon King Auger, with whom he had coexisted for a hundred years.
He had always considered Auger a companion.
Therefore, such a profound blood feud would absolutely not be let go just like that!
He would not flee the Endless Abyss.
He would go to the Dragon Clan's territory and seek the protection of a dominant force.
And he would use the power of the Dragon Clan to destroy that territory from another world, kill that human lord from another world who had been hiding behind the scenes, and avenge the entire Dwarf Kingdom and Auger.
Just as his hatred reached its peak, a golden light suddenly flashed before his eyes.
The speed of this golden light was so fast that even the old Dwarf Imperial Preceptor, at his full strength, could not react in time.
After the golden light passed, his body directly froze in mid-air, feeling weak and powerless all over.
Immediately after, a figure clad in dazzling golden armor appeared beside him.
The figure held a golden dagger in his hand, from the tip of which blood was still dripping.
This figure was Xian Junhe, the Son of the Sun, and the blood dripping from the tip of the dagger was the old Imperial Preceptor's blood!
He had been ambushed, hidden in this void, and killed with a single strike!
As this thought arose, the old Imperial Preceptor's head fell from his neck, followed by his body.
This time, he was truly headless.
Despite this, the old Imperial Preceptor's body still managed to raise its hand, as if trying to reach for the tunnel entrance that was moving further away from him.
In his falling head, his eyes were filled with unwillingness.
It was less than a hundred meters away!
Alas, at this moment, a hundred meters was the distance between the mortal and spiritual realms.
"Bang!"
Finally, with a dull thud, the old Dwarf Imperial Preceptor's corpse fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The moment his soul began to drift up, it was directly incinerated by a wave of golden immortal flames casually unleashed by Xian Junhe.
The incineration of the soul by immortal flames was truly cutting off the roots.
Otherwise, for a powerful expert like the old Dwarf Imperial Preceptor, if his soul escaped after death, it might very well transform into an undead creature.
Although it was uncertain whether he would retain memories of his previous life after transforming into an undead creature, it was always best to cut off the roots.
Of course, the vast majority of undead creatures had no memories, at most possessing some primal instincts from their past lives.
And after killing the old Dwarf Imperial Preceptor.
Dazzling golden light also erupted from Xian Junhe's body.
After a long while, the golden light gradually dispersed.
Xian Junhe had successfully advanced to Emperor-level!
Becoming Lin Yi Mo's seventh Emperor-level Immortal-Demon.
"Congratulations on your advancement, Xian Junhe!"
Xian Qing'er flew to Xian Junhe's side, congratulating him with a smile.
Xian Junhe remained as cold as ever, merely nodding slightly in response.
Then, his figure flickered, and he disappeared once more.
Xian Qing'er was not upset by Xian Junhe's attitude, as she knew this was simply his nature.
Seeing Xian Junhe leave, Xian Qing'er also turned and flew towards the battlefield.
At this moment, the battlefield was filled with fleeing kingdom dwarves.
In fact, dwarves had always been a very timid race, or more precisely, they bullied the weak and feared the strong.
When they were powerful, they could even enslave dragons and use divine dragons as mounts with ease.
However, once it was proven that their strength was inferior to the enemy, they would become even more cowardly and timid than mice in front of their enemies.
Following the death of the Black Dragon King Auger and the beheading of the old Dwarf Imperial Preceptor, the kingdom dwarf army was completely routed in a short period.
Tens of thousands of kingdom dwarves were fleeing in all directions.
Whether they were archers, warriors, or dwarf wizards, they all fled.
Even a few surviving King-level dwarf high officials, having narrowly escaped death, decisively abandoned any pretense of resistance and furtively retreated towards the safe passage.
The Dwarf Kingdom had completely lost all hope and was bound to be conquered by the Immortal-Demon Tribe.
They all wanted to survive, so they naturally would not do foolish things like "the city stands, we stand; the city falls, we fall."
However, at this very moment.
Above the underground space, a brilliant milky white light suddenly illuminated the entire battlefield.
Xian Qing'er, the commander of the Immortal Clan, holding a scepter, hovered in the air above the battlefield, looking down at the fleeing kingdom dwarves.
"Survivors of the Rebellious Kingdom, kneel and surrender to My Lord, express your repentance, and My Lord will spare your lives!"
Xian Qing'er's voice carried a hint of unquestionable dominance, yet it sounded perfectly natural.
As soon as her voice fell, some kingdom dwarves immediately knelt on the ground.
However, many dwarf warriors were still attempting to escape.
They did not want to die, but they also did not want to become followers or believers of an evil foreign force, so they desperately tried to escape this underground space.
"Those who are obstinate shall be executed!"
"Today, I shall, on behalf of My Lord, enact judgment upon the unrepentant!"
"Immortal Judgment Technique - Annihilation!"