The Third Commander was dead, and now, the Second Commander was dead too. With that, all four Commanders leading the Divine Palace army had fallen at Lin Yun's hands.
Without saying a word, Lin Yun simply stood there, the Second Commander's head still dripping blood in his hand. Every Divine Palace Warrior felt as if Lin Yun were the sole Emperor of the world—unquestionable and unopposable.
The Divine Palace Warriors, who had just been brimming with Battle Intent, suddenly lost all will to fight. Without their Commanders, they had no leadership and no idea what to do.
An army without a general is no army at all. Just like these Divine Palace Warriors, who, without a Divine Palace Commander, no longer knew what to do.
"You have ten breaths. Flee within that time, or be killed without mercy." Lin Yun's cold voice slowly rang out as the stunned Divine Palace Warriors stared at him.
