After Jiang Ling’s faction left, the Seven Astral Legions still surrounded the Imperial City, sealing it off. Soon, the wildbeasts from the Abyssal Battlefield charged out of the Sun-Moon Imperial Formation. The behemoths seemed excited when they looked at the ruins; the spiritual energy here was more comfortable than the Abyssal Battlefield.

Tens of thousands of wildbeasts had appeared. If the Decimo Dao Palace did nothing to stop them, they would wreak havoc in the Divine Capital. There were still a few citizens in the city, and if these wildbeasts were let loose, they could tear the capital apart.

“Dark Astral Battalion, take care of the Bluelaw District in the southeast,” Bai Zijun gave out an order.

“Roger!” Tianming immediately headed there with his battalion and settled into a defensive formation. It didn’t take long for the wildbeasts to appear before them. They became even more violent when they saw humans—there were at least a...