The Godly King's Death

The Goldy King had already escaped, and Qin Yu had missed the chance to catch him.

This meant that North Plain cultivators held the upper hand in this great war.

Especially the battle with Lord of North Plain three days later. If Qin Yu won, he could still escape.

It was fine if the young Yuan Xiu escaped, but what about the fully recovered version of him?

The surrounding people were still enjoying this joyful moment, but Qin Yu quietly sighed.

North Plain, the freezing land, was almost empty.

Everyone had gone to Nanzhou, so North Plain appeared even more vast.

However, at this moment, a person was sitting cross-legged, slowly recovering his internal qi.

His condition was extremely poor, for Qin Yu's sword strike had not only destroyed his secret Asgard but injured his primordial spirit.

If he did not recover in time, this experience would probably affect him for the rest of his life.