"Your Majesty!"

"Grandmaster Erlang!"

Zhang Jue, Chester, and the army below them yelled. Yang Jian and the Raksasa King fought fiercely for a few hours until they exhausted the last drop of their internal energy. Then, they both fell into the rubble. They were afraid that Yang Jian might not have survived the fight.

Even though Chester and the others had prejudices against Yang Jian, the man played a crucial role in defending them against the Raksasa Army. It would be a great loss to the Nine Mainland if Yang Jian were killed.

"My king!"

"Father!"

On the opposite side of the battlefield, countless Raksasa soldiers and the other soldiers were stunned. They continued to shout for the Raksasa King.

The Raksasa King was the Raksasa Tribe's supreme leader, and he was also their pillar of strength. They believed that their king was invincible. They were worried and angry when their king did not win against Yang Jian in the fight, and they even fell into the rubble together.