The black clothed woman, the Assassin Sovereign, who usually stayed by An Biru’s side had perished.

She’d attempted to assassinate a Half-Saint during the battle yet was noticed, and then that Half-Saint obliterated her on the spot. She didn’t even leave a corpse behind.

Besides the black clothed woman, many other Monarch Realm experts had perished. There were some that Yang Ye knew and some that he didn’t. In short, the southern territory had won, but it was a pyrrhic victory.

Yang Ye had a bad impression of the black clothed woman. After all, she’d tried to kill him on more than one occasion. So, he’d said that the first person he killed when he attained the Monarch Realm would be her. However, Yang Ye felt quite sad when he heard of her death now. Because she’d died for the southern territory, no matter what!

Yang Ye suddenly realized that it was truly not easy for one to survive during such chaotic times!

Yang Ye restrained his thoughts, and then he gazed at An Biru. Her face was covered in sorrow and she even seemed to have been crying, so it was obvious to him how much pain she’d suffered from the death of...