"Milord, it's our incompetence that Shengming's foundation was destroyed."
The four generals all knelt on the ground; their hearts filled with self-admonition.
Seeing Prince Mingjiang and the four generals looking like this, Zhang Ruochen immediately shouted. "With me around, Shengming will never perish. For those who destroy my city, and kill my people, I will make sure those butchers pay this blood debt with their own blood."
Hearing this, Prince Mingjiang could not help but look up. "Ruochen, how can you fight them all by yourself? Leave, leave this place. As long as you are alive, Shengming shall have hope of revival."
"Leave? Where do you think you're going?"
At this moment, an extremely cold voice rang out.
In a blink of an eye, dozens of figures appeared and surrounded the sacred mountain.