Alas, the power swiftly draining from his body made the person in black realize that everything has already been set in stone. It was a reality that was impossible to change.

"Cough cough … are you? Who … are you?!" He coughed several times, feeling extremely indignant, making it look slightly pathetic.

"Shan Yu!" The person's tone was unbelievably cold. At the same time, the black cloak covering her head loosened in the wind, revealing silky black long hair.

Her wheat-colored skin gave off a strange yet wild sense of beauty under the moonlight, and the pitch-black pupils in her eyes were like two restless balls of fire.

"Shan Yu? Shan … You … You are the Princess of the Southern Region!" The person in black wore a hideous expression. He was shocked, unbelievably shocked. He knew that he had fallen into a trap, and that the thousands of people in black in front of him were not the Northern Barbarian army. But he would have never imagined that they would be the Southern Region Army,