Boom! Rumble!

The disaster continued, and the fog grew thicker.

The rat skull masked figure gripped the snake tongue sword tighter and tighter.

Facing Wei Yan, who had killed two white skull masked figures in a row, she finally turned around, picked up the dog skull masked figure’s corpse, and fled far away.

She had to admit that she was intimidated by Wei Yan, who was only at the initial stage of the Tenglong Realm.

To be precise, she was frightened by the madness of these few Fenglin City guards.

The word “cowardice” should not have appeared in her world.

She had always regarded human life as worthless, not only not caring about the lives of her opponents, but also never caring about her own.

The few people she encountered today who regarded death as home were not the reason.

The opponent in front of her, whom she had no confidence in defeating and who was like a god of slaughter, was also not the reason.

The real reason for her cowardice was seeing the dog skull’s expression.

She realized that she had, for the first time in her life, felt fear.

She was actually afraid of death.

She was actually starting to miss this world.

Wei Yan watched the snake skull masked figure leave and did not give chase.

The battle was over.

Faced with the dying Zhao Lang and the snake skull masked figure, he unhesitatingly chose to kill his opponents first.

Faced with the enraged snake skull masked figure and the already weak Zhao Lang, he unhesitatingly moved into the battlefield.

Faced with the embracing Fang Dahuzi and the rat skull masked figure, he unhesitatingly stirred the blade light.

Yes, he did not hesitate.

He had never hesitated.

Every step he took was the best, most appropriate, and most precise choice.

Or rather, it was because they knew he could make such choices that both Zhao Lang and Fang Dahuzi placed their hopes on him.

This was an exquisite collaboration!

In the name of their years of military friendship and tacit understanding as comrades-in-arms.

The three men fought individually, yet stood shoulder to shoulder in death.

The price was Zhao Lang’s death and Fang Dahuzi’s death.

At this moment, the souls of those evil dogs had dispersed with their master, and the hellhound had also disappeared. The fissure in the ground continued to widen, and the fog continued to spread.

Everything in the city guard camp happened suddenly and ended sharply.

The disaster in Fenglin City was far from over, and the people in the city guard camp who fought for Fenglin City were already dead.

Wei Yan walked to Zhao Lang’s side and half-carried Zhao Lang, who had lost a leg, had his heart pierced, and whose Dao essence was exhausted.

He awkwardly covered Zhao Lang’s heart with his hand, which was shrouded in wood-elemental energy.

He was focused on the long knife and gold-elemental Dao techniques, and was not good at healing methods. And he also understood very clearly – there was no saving him.

Sometimes the terrifying thing about reason is precisely this.

Because you know the outcome so clearly, your futile efforts cannot comfort you in the slightest.

“A Zhou Tian Realm cultivator killing a Tenglong Realm cultivator, I can be considered to have killed an enemy beyond my level, right? Only very powerful geniuses can do such a thing.” Zhao Lang said with difficulty, gasping for breath, “So this is the world of geniuses. I saw it…”

“You lied to me.” Wei Yan’s face was covered in blood, making it impossible to see his expression, but he said, “You said my choice was the right one. You said you would have chosen that way too.”

He repeated, “You lied to me.”

When the three white skull masked figures appeared, no one noticed this Tongtian Realm minor cultivator. Zhao Lang had already left. But he chose to come back, to choose to fight.

Choosing to fight was almost tantamount to choosing to die. But he still chose that way.

“Everyone knows what the best choice is, but not everyone can do it, Wei Yan.” Zhao Lang smiled, looking at Wei Yan with his weak eyes, “You are a true genius, your life is more important than mine. Live on and avenge Fenglin City.”

So, his judgment of Fenglin City’s outcome was the same as Wei Yan’s, but he had previously supported Fang Dahuzi’s foolish choice.

Perhaps that could not be called “foolish”?

Wei Yan grabbed his hand, his lips moved a few times, probably wanting to say something.

But Zhao Lang had already closed his eyes and would never hear it.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the ground cracking broke the silence.

Wei Yan picked up Zhao Lang’s corpse and threw it into the lava flowing beneath the fissure.

Watching the boiling lava engulf it.

People say that burial brings peace.

Perhaps it can bring peace, perhaps not.

Wei Yan held Quick Snow upside down and turned to walk towards Fenglin City.

At the foot of West Mountain, Jiang Wang held Jiang An’an in one hand and Song Qingzhi in the other, looking back at Fenglin City, his heart filled with sorrow, anger, and pain.

Where was Dong A?

As early as the Niutoushan incident, he had already reported the matter of the White Bone Dao to Dong A.

Why was Fenglin City still unprepared for today’s disaster?

Dong A said, “I have my own arrangements for this matter.”

Dong A said, “I will personally communicate with Wei Quji.”

Dong A said, “I will contact Zhuang Ting.”

But now.

Where were the arrangements?

Where was the backup plan?

Dong A! Where are you?

When he fled Fenglin City, he was waiting for the backup plan that Dong A had mentioned.

He had warned twice, and he was certain that Dong A had taken the matter seriously enough.

But… there was no response! The people of the entire city were about to die, yet Zhuang Ting still had no reaction!

Where was Dong A?

The most painful thing was not that the disaster was so ruthless, but that all of this could have been avoided!

What exactly was Dong A doing?

Suddenly, he sensed a violent fluctuation of water-elemental energy.

Jiang Wang did not have time to restrain his emotions, pulled the two girls behind him, and flame flowers were already forming in his hands.

A cloud of water vapor fell from the sky, and then, in front of Jiang Wang, a figure appeared.

It was a hunched old man with a wretched face.

“Old Gui?” Jiang Wang’s expression relaxed, knowing that he had come to pick up Song Qingzhi.

“Grandpa Gui!” Song Qingzhi bounced over, somewhat panicked, “What happened to Fenglin City? It’s so scary!”

Old Gui was still hunched over, and the anxiety on his face finally dissipated.

He stroked Qingzhi’s forehead and said to Jiang Wang, “I was one step late and couldn’t find the princess’s whereabouts in Mingde Hall, I was extremely anxious. I tracked her all the way here, but I didn’t expect it was you who saved her. This old man represents the Qinghe Water Mansion and is extremely grateful!”

Qinghe Water Mansion?

So this girl with braids all over her head was the daughter of the Qinghe Prefecture Lord!

Jiang Wang became excited and immediately said, “Old Gui, can you please contact the Prefecture Lord immediately? Fenglin City is in dire straits and needs his help!”

Old Gui looked at Jiang Wang’s eager eyes, was silent for a long time, and slowly shook his head.

Song Hengjiang was indeed very strong, but he was old and frail and could not withstand many more battles.

Especially since he knew very well that Song Hengjiang would no longer risk his life for Zhuang Ting.

“The Qinghe Water Mansion can protect you and your sister. But Fenglin City… I am sorry, this old man is powerless.”

“Old Gui, the alliance between the Zhuang Kingdom and the Water Mansion has lasted for hundreds of years.” Jiang Wang said urgently, “The human race and the water race are as close as family!”

“Young friend, there are some things you don’t know. Zhuang Ting is not worthy of the blood shed by my Qinghe Water Mansion.” Old Gui said, “Not to mention anything else, Zhuang Ting knew that the princess was in Fenglin City. Before such a drastic change, no one even informed us. They almost caused the princess to suffer! Is this how close families are?”

Jiang Wang still wanted to say that Zhuang Ting might not have known about today’s disaster either. However, he had personally reported it to Dong A, and he couldn’t even deceive himself with that.

“Zhuang Ting is Zhuang Ting, Fenglin City is Fenglin City, please consider…”

“It’s not that this old man doesn’t want to help. The Water Mansion also has its own difficulties.” Old Gui interrupted him and said very sincerely, “Young friend, come back to Qingjiang with me. This old man will find you a position in the Water Mansion, which will definitely not be worse than being on land.”

“…No need.”

Jiang Wang understood that it was impossible to seek help from the Qinghe Water Mansion, and turned around holding Jiang An’an’s hand.

“You take Qingzhi back.”

“Where are you going, young friend?”

Jiang Wang did not turn his head. “The water race will not help the human race. The human race will always help the human race.”

Old Gui did not speak, his eyes complicated.

“An’an!” Song Qingzhi called out.

When An’an turned her head, she ran over and took off her necklace, wanting to hang it around Jiang An’an’s neck.

“This can protect you!” she said.

This necklace was teardrop-shaped, with flowing light, and its shape was extraordinary. It was clear at a glance that it was not an ordinary object.

But Old Gui did not stop her at all.

Jiang An’an looked up at Jiang Wang, and seeing that her brother did not refuse, she lowered her head and let Song Qingzhi put the necklace on her.

“Goodbye, Qingzhi!”

“Goodbye, An’an!”

Both little girls’ eyes turned red, and then they separated.

One went west, following the Qichang Mountains, to Qingjiang.

One went south, following the outer edge of Fenglin City, to Sanshan City.

If there was anyone who could save Fenglin City, the only person Jiang Wang could think of was Dou Yuemei, who possessed the supernatural power of moving mountains.

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