Chapter 153: National Mourning_2

His voice was weak yet extraordinarily resolute, like an eternal truth. It made the Saints from the Wan Dao Domain feel ashamed; they bowed their heads and dispersed the Spiritual Energy in their hands.

"Nonsense!"

At that moment, Mo Shi flew into mid-air, loudly refuting, "Victors write history! As long as we kill all of you, we can hold the pen and write the history of the victors! Kill!"

The Saints of the Wan Dao Domain were jolted awake, their auras flaring with even greater violence. Their gazes, fixed on Zhang Gan, were like those of men looking at the dead.

That's right. History is written by the victors. To prevent today's crimes from being passed down through generations, they must kill Zhang Gan. All the Qin Dynasty soldiers present must die!

"Kill!"

The powerful experts attacked once more.