Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

Boom! Rumble!

The calamity on the ground continued, and the mist grew heavier.

The Snake Bone Faced person tightened their grip on the Snake Letter Sword.

Facing Wei Yan, who had killed two Bone Faced people in a row, she finally turned around, picked up the corpse of the Dog Bone Faced person, and flew away.

She had to admit that she was afraid when facing Wei Yan, who had just entered the Soaring Dragon Realm.

To be precise, she was frightened by the madness of the guards of Maple Forest City.

The word "fear" should not have appeared in her world.

She had always regarded human life as insignificant, not caring about the lives of her opponents or her own.

The reason she was afraid was not because of the group of people who were willing to die.

The real reason for her fear was after seeing the look in the eyes of the Dog Bone Faced person.

For the first time in her life, she felt fear.

She was actually afraid of death.

She actually began to cherish this world.

...

Wei Yan watched as the Snake Bone Faced person left and did not pursue.

The battle had already ended.

Facing the dying Zhao Lang and the enraged Snake Bone Faced person, he decisively turned to the battlefield.

Facing the huddled Fat Beard and the Rat Bone Faced person, he stirred up the blade without hesitation.

Yes, he did not hesitate.

He never hesitated.

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

Or rather, it was because they knew he could make such choices that both Zhao Lang and Fat Beard entrusted their hopes to him.

It was an exquisite cooperation!

In the name of their many years of military friendship and camaraderie.

Each of the three fought their own battles, but they fought side by side in death.

The price was the death of Zhao Lang and Fat Beard.

The souls of the evil dogs had dissipated along with their owners, and the underworld dogs had also disappeared. The cracks in the ground were still expanding, and the mist was still spreading.

Everything that happened in the City Guard Camp of Maple Forest City suddenly occurred and ended fiercely.

The disaster in the Maple Forest City region was far from over, but those who fought for Maple Forest City in the City Guard Camp were already dead.

Wei Yan walked to Zhao Lang's side and half-carried him up. Zhao Lang had lost a thigh, his heart had been pierced, and his Dao Yuan had already dried up.

He clumsily used his hand, which was enveloped in wooden elemental energy, to cover Zhao Lang's chest.

He was focused on the long blade and the Gold Elemental Dao Arts, and he was not good at healing methods. And he also knew very well that it was futile.

Sometimes, the terrifying thing about reason was this.

Because you knew the result so clearly, your futile efforts could not comfort you in the slightest.

"I killed a Soaring Dragon Realm in the Circulating Realm. Can I consider this as crossing the border to kill the enemy? Only very powerful geniuses can do such a thing, right?" Zhao Lang gasped for breath and said with difficulty, "So this is the world of geniuses. I see..."

"You lied to me." Wei Yan's face was covered in blood, and his expression was unclear, but he said, "You said my choice was right. You said you would make the same choice."

He repeated, "You lied to me."

When the three Bone Faced people appeared, no one noticed this small cultivator in the Circulating Realm. Zhao Lang had already left. But he chose to come back, to fight.

Choosing to fight was almost equivalent to choosing death. But he still made that choice.

"Everyone knows what the best choice is, but not everyone can do it, Wei Yan." Zhao Lang smiled and looked at Wei Yan with his weak eyes. "You are a true genius, your life is more important than mine. Survive and avenge Maple Forest City."

It turned out that his judgment of the outcome of Maple Forest City was the same as Wei Yan's, but he had previously supported Fat Beard's foolish choice.

Perhaps, that couldn't be called "foolish," right?

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 body and threw it into the surging magma in the crack.

Watching the boiling magma devour him.

People say that being buried in the earth brings peace.

Perhaps it brings peace, perhaps it doesn't.

Wei Yan carried Kuai Xue on his back and turned to Maple Forest City.

...

...

At the foot of the Western Mountain, Jiang Wang held Jiang An'an's hand in one hand and Song Qingzhi's hand in the other, looking back at Maple Forest City with a heart full of grief and anger, fury and pain.

Where was Dong A?

As early as the time on Niu Tou Mountain, he had already reported the matter of the Bone Dao to Dong A.

Why was there still no preparation on the side of Maple Forest City for today's disaster?

Dong A said, "I have made 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 are the arrangements?

Where is the backup plan?

Dong A! Where are you?When he escaped from Fenglin City, he had been waiting for the backup plan Dong Ah had mentioned.

He had sounded the alarm twice, firmly believing that Dong Ah had taken this matter seriously.

But... there was no response! The people of the entire city were on the brink of extinction, yet the Zhuang Court remained silent!

Where was Dong Ah?

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

What on earth was Dong Ah doing?

Suddenly, he sensed a violent fluctuation of water elemental power.

Jiang Wang didn't have time to control his emotions. He pulled the two girls behind him, and a flame flower bloomed in his hand.

A cloud of water vapor fell from the sky and materialized into a figure in front of Jiang Wang.

It was a lecherous-looking, hunched old man.

"Old Gui?" Jiang Wang relaxed a bit, knowing he was here to pick up Song Qingzhi.

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

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

He patted Qingzhi's forehead and said to Jiang Wang, "I was a step late, I didn't find the princess at Mingde Hall, and I was anxious. I tracked her all the way here, and I didn't expect you to save her. On behalf of Qinghe Water Mansion, I am deeply grateful!"

Qinghe Water Mansion?

So this little girl with braids was the daughter of the Lord of Qinghe Mansion!

Jiang Wang became excited and immediately said, "Old Gui, could you please contact the Lord of the Mansion immediately? Fenglin City is in great danger and needs his help!"

Old Gui looked at Jiang Wang's eager eyes, fell silent for a while, and then slowly shook his head.

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

Especially, he knew very well that Song Hengjiang would not risk his life for Zhuang Court anymore.

"Qinghe Water Mansion can protect you and your sister. But for Fenglin City... I'm sorry, I'm powerless."

"Old Gui, Zhuang Country and Water Mansion have been allies for hundreds of years." Jiang Wang said anxiously, "The human race and the water race are like one family!"

"Young friend, there are some things you don't know. Zhuang Court is not worthy of the blood that flows in Qinghe Water Mansion." Old Gui said, "Not to mention, Zhuang Court knew that the princess was in Fenglin City. Before such a drastic change, no one informed us. It almost caused the princess to suffer! Is this how you treat family?"

Jiang Wang wanted to say that Zhuang Court might not have known about today's disaster. However, he was the one who reported to Dong Ah personally, and he couldn't even deceive himself with these words.

"Zhuang Court is Zhuang Court, Fenglin City is Fenglin City, please consider..."

"It's not that I don't want to help. The Water Mansion has its own difficulties." Old Gui interrupted him, sincerely saying, "Young friend, come back to Qingjiang with me. I will arrange a position for you in the Water Mansion, it won't be worse than your life on land."

"...No need."

Jiang Wang understood that seeking help from Qinghe Water Mansion was impossible. He took Jiang An'an's hand and turned around.

"You take Qingzhi back."

"Where are you going, young friend?"

Jiang Wang didn't look back. "If the water race won't help the human race, the human race will help the human race."

Old Gui didn't say anything, his eyes complex.

"An'an!" Song Qingzhi called out.

When An'an turned her head, she ran over, took off her pendant, and tried to put it around Jiang An'an's neck.

"This can protect you!" she said.

The pendant was shaped like a water droplet, glowing and flowing, extraordinary in shape. It was clearly not a common item.

But Old Gui had no intention of stopping her.

Jiang An'an looked up at Jiang Wang, and when she saw that her brother didn't refuse, she lowered her head and let Song Qingzhi put the pendant on her.

"See you, Qingzhi!"

"See you, An'an!"

The two little girls both had red eyes, and then they parted ways.

One went west, along the Qichang Mountain Range, turning to Qingjiang.

The other went south, along the outskirts of Fenglin City, heading to Sanshan City.

If anyone could save Fenglin City, the only person Jiang Wang could think of was Dou Yuemei, who possessed the divine power to move mountains.