Yan Batian grew stronger with each battle, his killing intent surging like a tide.

He saw a group of false god soldiers attempting to gather their strength for a counterattack.

Without hesitation, he charged towards the group of false god soldiers like a tiger.

Yan Batian gripped the flaming greatsword with both hands and then slammed it down hard on the ground.

"Boom!" A deafening roar, like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting open.

Centered on him, a massive wave of fire rapidly spread outwards in a fan shape.

Those false god soldiers who couldn't dodge in time were instantly engulfed by the flames, letting out a series of shrill screams.

It struggled painfully in the flames and eventually turned to ashes.

Under the relentless attacks of Yan Batian, Wang Fan, and others, the false god army gradually crumbled and began to flee in all directions.

Wang Fan and his men would not let them off easily. They pressed their advantage and killed the fleeing pseudo-god soldiers one by one.

The fierce battle lasted for nearly an hour, and in the end, the false god's army was completely annihilated.

Inside the camp, the corpses of the false god soldiers lay scattered about.

The ground was stained crimson with blood, and the air was filled with a nauseating stench of blood and burning flesh.

Yan Batian stood in the center of the camp, breathing heavily, the fire of hatred in his eyes lessening slightly.

Wang Fan quickly walked to Yan Batian's side, gently patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Please accept my condolences!"

Yan Batian took a deep breath, nodded slowly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Wang Fan, thank you."

Wang Fan nodded slightly: "Okay! Let's clear the battlefield first and collect useful supplies. Maybe we can find survivors from Yan City here."

The group immediately sprang into action, cautiously searching their surroundings while clearing the battlefield and collecting weapons and other supplies.

Just as everyone was searching carefully, suddenly, a soldier shouted excitedly, "Found them! There are survivors from Flame City here!"

Yan Batian and Wang Fan rushed over.

In a corner of the camp, a group of ragged, terrified people were huddled together.

Yan Batian immediately recognized several of them as members of the Yan family, and his eyes instantly welled up with tears again.

He rushed over, grabbed an old man's hand tightly, and asked in a trembling voice, "Third Uncle, how many members of the Yan family are still alive? What about the others?"

The old man, tears streaming down his face, choked out, "Batian, the Yan family... only we are left."

Yan Batian gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with fury once again.

Wang Fan stepped forward and gently comforted Yan Batian, "Yan Batian, the most urgent task now is to settle these survivors. As for the false gods, they will pay a heavy price for what they have done."

Yan Batian took a deep breath, suppressing his grief, and nodded.

With the survivors and the supplies they had collected, the group embarked on their journey back to Blazing City.

Along the way, everyone looked solemn, and their hatred for the false god grew stronger.

Everyone knew in their hearts that this war against the false god had reached a critical moment of life and death.

The false god's brutal actions ignited the flames of revenge in everyone's hearts.

When they returned to the gates of Blazing City, the scene before them filled everyone with mixed feelings.

Large and small groups of refugees were gathered in front of the city gate, the crowds so dense that they stretched as far as the eye could see.

A small number of people showed joy on their faces, as if they had survived a disaster.

They were grateful to have survived the disaster and to have found family or friends.

However, most people's faces were filled with grief and despair.

They lost family and friends in this catastrophe, their eyes vacant, as if their souls had been ripped out.

A little girl sat on the ground, with her mother lying beside her, lifeless.

Her eyes were vacant, and her tears had long since dried up.

He mechanically and gently shook his mother's body, murmuring, "Mom, wake up, let's go home..."

Seeing this scene, everyone felt a pang of pain in their hearts, and their anger towards the false god intensified.

When Yan Batian saw these refugees and thought of the miserable state of his Yan family, he could no longer suppress the grief in his heart.

He clenched his fists, his eyes wide with rage, and roared, "Damn false gods! I will tear you to pieces to avenge these innocent people and my Yan family!"

His voice echoed before the city gate, filled with grief, indignation, and determination.

Wang Fan turned to the soldier beside him and said, "Immediately notify the city to open the city gates and allow the refugees to enter the city in an orderly manner."

"Arrange manpower, provide them with food and shelter, and make sure that every refugee is properly resettled."

The soldiers quickly obeyed the order and began organizing the refugees to enter the city.

Looking at these displaced people, Wang Fan couldn't help but think of Bing Mei's image.

Once this thought crossed his mind, Wang Fan could no longer suppress his anxiety and hurried towards the city.

Upon entering the city, Wang Fan saw familiar figures such as Xiao Meng and Hua Nianci busily directing the resettlement of refugees.

He strode up to Xiaomeng and asked anxiously, "Xiaomeng, is there any news about Bingmei? Have you found her?"

Xiao Meng stopped what she was doing, looked up, her eyes filled with worry and helplessness, and gently shook her head. "Brother, there's still no news about Sister Bing."

"We have sent people to inquire everywhere, but so far we haven't found a single clue."

Wang Fan's heart sank, and his brows furrowed tightly.

Hua Nianci stepped forward and comforted him, "Wang Fan, don't worry."

"The Snow Soul Ice Nest is located in a secluded and remote place, and Ice Charm and the others are quite strong. They might be safe for the time being."

"Our people are still searching, and we're sure to get some news."

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