In the sky above the Lifire King.
Wang Meng looked down at the pedestrians coming and going on the street below and shouted,"The four Supremacies will join forces and attack my Li Fire King in a few days!”
"This marshal is under His Majesty's orders to order all the cultivators in the capital to evacuate within a day!”
His voice, boosted by his zhenqi, rumbled like thunder, and in an instant, it resounded throughout the entire capital!
"What is it? The four Supremacies were about to join forces to attack the capital?”
"How…how is this possible?"
"What's impossible? Even the North Region Holy Lands were destroyed by our Emperor Xiao. How could they not come for revenge?”
Panic instantly spread throughout the capital.
Some of them even went home to pack up their gold, silver, and valuables, planning to leave.
Even though it was against his conscience and even embarrassing, it was still better than losing his life, right?
With one person taking the lead, the other cultivators who were still hesitating couldn't help but have thoughts.
Looking at the scene below, although Wang Meng did not speak, he could not help but sigh in his heart.
Even though his rationality told him that it was the right choice for all these people to retreat.
However, he hoped from the bottom of his heart that they could stay, even if it was just a thought.
At the very least, he could see that the morale of the human race had not been destroyed.
Looking at the increasingly chaotic scene, Wang Meng only felt his heart turn slightly cold.
……
Within a courtyard in the Lifire Capital.
"Hahaha…"
Looking at the dejected Wang Meng in the sky, General Wu could not help but laugh softly."The heavens bless our Great Chu!"
Then, he looked at Chu Aoling, who was sitting in front of the stone table, and his expression was filled with joy."Your Highness, there's hope for our Great Chu to recover its country! This time, with the four holy lands besieging, even if that Lin Xiao had great ability, he would not be able to escape even if he had wings!”
However, Chu Aoling was not as excited as General Wu had expected. Instead, his expression was a little gloomy.
He stood up and grabbed General Wu's collar. He gritted his teeth and said,""This Prince had just personally given Wanrou to that dog Emperor, and now you're telling this Prince that the four Holy Lands are going to attack the Li Fire King?”
"What is this? Is it unnecessary?"
In the end, Chu Aoling's voice was a little harsh.
The smile on General Wu's face gradually disappeared."" Your Highness, it's fine if you're not happy about such a good thing, but you're actually thinking about a woman…"
"Do I need you to teach me what to do?”
Chu Aoling's face was ashen." Go to the palace immediately and bring Wanrou out!" he said.”
General Wu's expression gradually turned cold. He pulled Chu Aoling's hand down and said,""Your Highness, the day of restoring the country is right in front of you. As long as the Holy Land destroys the Li Fire Empire, you only need to appear and use the banner of restoring the country to secretly approach the Holy Land.”
"You also don't want the Great Chu Imperial Family's many years of planning to have an unexpected change at the most critical moment, right?”
Chu Aoling didn't know how to retort.
After a long silence, he said,""There are still two days before we reach the sacred land.”
"Tomorrow night, bring Wanrou out. We will leave the Li Fire Capital tonight.”
General Wu's expression was a little uncertain.
In the end, knowing that he could no longer change the other party's mind, he could only nod and agree."Good!"
……
"Let me go! I'm not leaving!"
On the street, a young cultivator in his early twenties tried to shake off the arm of the person who was pulling him.
"You unfilial son! Why are you staying here? Waiting to die?"
The person who spoke was a middle-aged cultivator. He looked like the young man's father.
The argument between the two quickly attracted the attention of a large number of pedestrians on the street.
The middle-aged cultivator said fiercely,"You're the only descendant of our Yu Family. If we were to lose our roots here, how would we face our ancestors when we go to the underworld in the future?”
"Let go!"
The young cultivator somehow managed to break free and shouted,""Yes, sir! We escaped! He had the face to meet the ancestors of the Yu family!”
"But what about the ancestors of the human race? Do you have the face to see me?"
As soon as he said this, the pedestrians on the street stopped in their tracks, their expressions uncertain.
The middle-aged cultivator was startled, but then he gritted his teeth and said,"You don't have to care about this. No matter what you say now, you have to leave with me!”
The young cultivator sneered and said,""If you want to leave, go by yourself!"
"We might be able to escape today, but what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow?"
"How long do we have to escape?"
The middle-aged cultivator's face turned ashen.
"Well said!"
A slightly aged voice sounded from the crowd.
Soon after, a white-haired old cultivator in his fifties walked out of the crowd.
For a moment, countless gazes looked at the old cultivator, and they could not help but exclaim.
"It's Old Mister Yuan!"
The Old Mister Yuan that these cultivators were talking about was a great cultivator at the Primordial Soul stage. His name was Yuan Zhongshu.
However, because he was tired of killing, he hid in the capital to teach. Over the years, he developed a good reputation and was quite famous.
"This young friend is right."
"Do you know what this battle means?" Yuan Zhongshu looked around and asked.”
"I'm willing to hear the details."
With Yuan Zhongshu's prestige, there were still many people who were willing to give him face. Immediately, someone asked.
"This battle is related to the legacy of our human race!”
Yuan Zhongshu's words were shocking. With the support of his zhenqi, they spread far and wide.
For a moment, the entire street was in an uproar.
"How is this possible?"
"That's right! How could this have anything to do with the inheritance of the human race?”
Even the middle-aged cultivator at the start was stunned.
Taking in everyone's reactions, Yuan Zhongshu said resentfully,""Ever since Your Majesty destroyed the North Region Holy Land, the five regions have been shaken.”
"It can be said that Your Majesty is the beginning of all this!”
"Otherwise, why do you think the four Holy Lands didn't even eradicate the rebellious forces in their own territory and directly attacked the North Region?”
"They…are trying to break the backbone of our human race…completely!”
At the end of his speech, Yuan Zhongshu's voice suddenly increased in pitch, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented indignation.
The originally chaotic scene instantly fell into a deathly silence.
Only Yuan Zhongshu's old voice echoed continuously!
"It was His Majesty who toppled the North Region Holy Land with lightning speed! All the cultivators in the world... saw hope!”
"That's why the heroes of the various regions rose up and rebelled!”
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