"You're unlucky to have met me."
Zhong Ming, who had transformed into a Great Sun and was continuously emitting a Supreme, domineering pressure, had single-handedly weakened the Barbarian Ghosts' overall strength and morale by at least thirty percent.
If they were only facing Zhong Ming alone, the Quanrong Tribe would have had a chance to rally.
Unfortunately, Zhong Ming was not fighting alone. The Silver Moon Legion, led by the Silver Moon King, had always been an elite force. Relying on the power of their battle formation, they had consistently held off the Barbarian Ghosts' attacks, even though they were outnumbered.
As they were, they were already evenly matched with the Barbarian Ghost legion.
But now, the Barbarian Ghost formation was weakened and their morale shattered. Fallen Barbarian Ghosts even went berserk within their own ranks, slaughtering their comrades. Amidst such chaos, the Barbarian Ghost legion was routed the moment it clashed with the Silver Moon Legion.
