Gale-force winds howled, sweeping up severed limbs and the heavy stench of blood across the battlefield as they lashed savagely against Bai Feng's resolute face.
His gaze was cold and stern as he scanned the devastated expanse of the battlefield. The ground beneath his feet was soaked in blood, mixed with shattered weapons and the remains of fallen martial artists, creating a scene of utter silence and death.
Although the Daxia martial artists had successfully beaten back the frantic onslaught of the North American Martial Arts Federation and various other allied forces, Bai Feng felt no joy of victory whatsoever. Instead, a heavy boulder seemed to press down upon his heart.
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