Chapter 729 - 707: Enemy_2
Chapter 729 - 707: Enemy_2
Learning that the Hell Knight Order’s assault on the Black Palace also ended in failure, massacred by the Demigod of the Eagle Alliance.
All the messages he collected were almost identical to what his father had said.
Thinking of the so many friends sacrificed, Mountain and River Origin felt powerless.
As a Half-blood Giant, certain things are destined not to be done.
He looked deeply in the direction of Shuizhou Demon City, wiping away his tears.
"For all eternity, never to enter the mortal world."
After speaking, he took out a large number of medals, certificates, trophies, and other things from the Magic Spirit Bag, threw them on the ground, turned around, and strode towards the Giant World.
Grandmaster Island.
Song Juesi emerged from seclusion with a calm expression, the regal Grandmaster King, his right hand trembled uncontrollably.
"How could it come to this, how could it come to this..."
With red-rimmed eyes, he looked in the direction of Xiong City and sighed long and deep.
"Pitiful is the blood of billions of heroes, traded for an old land."
On the road leading to Xiong City.
Dark clouds gathered, the rain continued to fall,
Zhou Leng felt cheerful, his body running at a speed of Mach 10, all raindrops were kept at bay.
His hair stayed dry, his clothes were unruffled.
His right hand gently tossed a pill wrapped in tinfoil upwards, a thin layer of true star energy enveloped the pill, preventing the leakage of its potency.
Catch it, then toss it again.
After running for quite a while, approaching the city, he connected to the network, a spectacle of light appeared before his eyes.
On the green Martial Faith app icon, a large number of digits floated.
Click the icon, enter Martial Faith, and browse through everyone’s messages one by one.
First read Xu Qingjin’s.
Due to a lengthy cultivation time, Xu Qingjin said a lot.
Almost all the content was similar.
Only the content from August 2nd was special.
"You concentrate on cultivation, don’t think about anything, don’t care about the outside world, ascend the saintly path first, and talk later after ascending."
Then, Xu Qingjin never left another message.
"I won’t return to Dragon Country in the future, if you need anything, contact me through the Giant Embassy."
This was Mountain and River Origin’s message.
"After I finish this big task, come to Rucheng, let’s have buns together."
This was Hu Yi’s message.
"I still believe in the decree, but the premise is to resolve the beast that troubles the decree. What I do next will surely be suppressed by the media, I hope after you advance to Martial Saint, you won’t need to exonerate me, just make the whole matter public. Wishing you prosperous martial fortune."
This was Lv Yuanhao’s message.
"If I don’t contact you again, remember to go to the Li Clan to find my sister, the Star-slaying Sword is left to you, Master Brother."
This was Li Shenkong’s message.
"Focus on ascending the saintly path, no matter what happens, remember to ascend first. Also, remember to occasionally listen to the sound of the flute."
This was Wang Boxiong’s message.
"The future of humanity is left to you all."
This was Chen Shouhu’s message.
"Next year, help me light incense for your uncle, and bring him a bottle of cola. Don’t forget, some winds, no matter where they start or when they end, will definitely blow on you."
This was Tong Tianxia’s message.
"Don’t bother with anything, continue to ascend the saintly path. After advancing to Martial Saint, remember to avenge the deceased compatriots. Sorry, I can’t climb Mount Tai with you for a photo."
This was Zhang Xinglie’s message.
Zhou Leng suddenly stopped.
The ground over a hundred meters wide split open with a crash, dust scattered.
The Divine Essence Pill suspended in mid-air landed on Zhou Leng’s fingertip, and he lightly flicked it outwards, it rolled and stopped after a few turns.
Invisible force dissipated, rain fell on his body, wetting his hair and clothes, flowing slowly along his body.
His left ear suddenly experienced intense ringing, a sharp sound pierced his skull, Zhou Leng instinctively narrowed his left eye, tilted his head to the right, and looked ahead in a daze.
Wind and rain were dark and harsh, the sound of the flute pierced the sky.
Zhou Leng stood for a long time, bent down, picked up the Divine Essence Pill, and held it tightly in his hand.
"Perhaps..."
He continued to run forward, running towards Xiong City, only changing the direction slightly towards Zhao Palace in the suburbs of Xiong City.
Along the way, Zhou Leng frantically searched for various information, contacting everyone.
One despairing message after another, like one nuclear bomb after another, exploded in his heart.
Uncle Li Linhan was also captured and killed by the Demon Sect, offered to Zhao Cong’s corpse throne.
Zhou Leng’s eyes became increasingly icy.
Finally, relying on his own authority, he found a large number of photos and videos.
Looking at the familiar faces in the photos lying in coffins, Zhou Leng’s blood softly pulsed.
He gently lowered his head, looking at the Divine Essence Pill in his right hand.
I have crafted the pill, yet I will never see you again.
Zhou Leng took a deep breath, a deep breath, a deep breath...
His mind and heart seemed to turn into two flames, burning throughout his body.
Zhou Leng couldn’t maintain his composure and could only suppress his raging anger through deep breaths.
He continued reading the materials, continued watching the news, continued verifying...
On the road ahead, the rain continued.
Groups of people, either wearing raincoats, holding umbrellas, or with nothing, gathered at the end of the road.
Opposite them, raincoat-clad martial artists blocked the way.
"I understand you, but please also understand us, this place cannot be passed..."
"Flowers can’t be placed either, they will be cleaned away soon..."
"The delivery platform has already set the vicinity as an unreachable zone..."
"Hope you won’t make it difficult for us, we don’t want conflict with you, many of our brothers have been punished for clashing with you..."
Zhou Leng’s face slowly changed, reverting to his original appearance.
"It’s Zhou Leng..."
"Zhou Leng..."
Countless people turned, looking at Zhou Leng.
As they looked at Zhou Leng, for some reason, their eyes suddenly reddened.
Some people couldn’t hold back their tears.
Zhou Leng walked up to the guards and said, "I want to go to Zhao Palace, you don’t need to stop me, you can’t stop me anyway. Besides..."
He said loudly, "Everyone, stay away from Zhao Palace. Zhou Leng from Ancient River Sect, today, steps into Zhao Palace to ascend the saintly path. Those who obstruct will be treated as members of the Demon Worship Sect."
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