That battle lasted for ten days and ten nights, and there was no light in the world.

When the eleventh dawn arrived, the Northern Demon Kingdom finally won the final victory.

From then on, Xushan changed its owner, and Beqa had its capital.

It was such a simple set of inscriptions, but He Lingchuan could see murderous intent between the lines.

Given the nature of the Northern Demon Kingdom, the surprise attack on the Great Return Sect was bound to result in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, interrupting the foundation of the Immortal Sect. Only then could this proud thousand-year-old sect collapse overnight and never recover.

The Great Return Sect six hundred and thirty-two years ago, even if there were no immortals in charge, was far from comparable to the Shiwei Dao Sect like the Piaomiao Sect.

At that time, the Northern Demon Kingdom had not yet reached its peak, and its national strength and military generals were probably not as good as those of later generations, so Da Huan Zong was certain that it did not dare to attack itself.

Unfortunately, they misjudged the Northern Demon Kingdom.

He Lingchuan stretched out his hand to press the stone tablet, and an icy cold air penetrated into his palms.

"The monument doesn't say how many people died in that unprecedented battle?"

"Then I don't know." Lao Ge shook his head, "When it comes to fighting, how can anyone not die?"

He Lingchuan said seriously: "This is a battle to destroy the entire family."

What is the best way to make a Huanghuang sect completely collapse within a few days and no longer be able to organize a decent resistance? To occupy its territory without worrying about its revenge?

It is to kill all the Taoist disciples.

It is to dig out its heritage.

If everyone is gone, how can there be hope for revival?

Judging from the way the Northern Demon Kingdom treats Yuan Kingdom and Panlong City, this is very possible.

He Lingchuan looked up at this huge black monument, as if the light of swords, the shadow of a sword, the ferocious laughter and howls flashed past his eyes, and then was buried lightly into the depths of history.

Gao Jilin said softly: "I have read a paragraph about the Battle of Xushan from the history books."

"how?"

"It's miserable."
Chapter completed!