At one point, poisonous snakes even began to crawl around on the ground and bite their ankles.0

Ma-Ra, Woo-Moon, the Divine Monk, and the experts of the Nine Sects and One Gang who had reached elder and above, caused enormous damage to the Black Bull Gang. However, the Justice Coalition was also suffering a massive amount of casualties, a level of casualties that hadn’t been seen since the beginning of the war.0

As a result, the Divine Monk was unable to go and aid the Fist Emperor directly. That was why he wanted to send the Wind Sword Battalion rather than going there himself and leaving the coalition army to fend for themselves.0

“Understood, Commander. Let’s go!”0

Woo-Moon cleaved open the door of the central pavilion using Northern Wind, splitting it in half and storming inside. Although he was nervous, as he thought that there might be a trap, his fears turned out to be unfounded.0

In the wrecked room, countless corpses of gang members and the remains of pulverized organs were piled everywhere, clearly showing the Fist Emperor’s path.0

Sensing the sounds of fighting coming from deeper in the room, more precisely underneath him, Woo-Moon hurried forward.0

As he and the others went down one floor at a time, the number of enemy corpses and debris increased.0

Although Woo-Moon couldn’t count them all, even by a rough estimate, there were as many as 1,500 Black Bull Gang corpses as they passed through the sixth floor. While...0