Uncle Fu's Intervention and the Hidden Truth

After throwing the guard warrior towards the Thorn Behemoth.

Uncle Fu also gained an opportunity to escape.

He rushed to Bai Qingluo's side.

But Wei Heng lacked that decisiveness.

The overwhelming pressure of the Thorn Behemoth locked onto him, leaving him no choice but to charge forward with his sword.

Clang!

This sword strike.

It struck directly on the Thorn Behemoth's thigh.

However, his superior-grade Mystic Artifact sword was broken.

It slipped from his hand.

Earth Martial Realm First Layer was completely unable to break through its defenses.

The thorns covering its body were practically the perfect armor.

The next moment.

The Thorn Behemoth slapped out with its claw, sending Wei Heng flying.

It rolled away into the distance.

This attack directly shattered his protective True Essence, and Wei Heng had already broken countless Root Bones.

A single strike rendered a martial artist at the Earth Martial Realm First Layer incapable of fighting.

This is the terror of a seventh-tier spirit beast.

Far away.

Uncle Fu narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "The thorns on this Thorn Behemoth are impervious to swords and spears, and immune to water and fire. We are no match for it at all."

Then.

He then looked at Bai Qingluo and said, "Princess, we must retreat. Let these guards sacrifice themselves to the Thorn Behemoth and hold it back; only then will we have a chance to survive."

"Uncle Fu, they are all my subordinates and the guardians of Desolate Wind City. They have protected the safety of countless people. I cannot even abandon them, so how could I let them buy me time in such a way?"

Bai Qingluo turned her head, her gaze resolute, and said, "Uncle Fu, I completely understand if you leave, but I will not go with you."

After saying that.

Then she shouted loudly, "Everyone, it is I Bai Qingluo, who has put you in this dangerous situation. I am sorry. Now, run in different directions, and perhaps you will have a chance to escape the beast's jaws."

Bai Qingluo's words came through.

None of the martial artists retreated.

Not a single person tried to escape.

They charged toward the Thorn Behemoth one after another.

Even knowing that this was a one-way charge.

"Princess, it is you who have governed Desolate Wind City so well, allowing everyone to live a good life. How could we abandon you?"

"Princess, many of our brothers here were taken in by you, which is why we have a chance to use our skills. This kindness is like being given a second life! We will fight to the death for you!"

"Princess, let's stall this guy, you must find a chance to escape!"

During the charge towards the behemoth.

Martial artists spoke up from time to time.

Each word she heard filled Bai Qingluo with boundless emotion.

Two lines of clear tears fell.

Seemingly infected by the atmosphere.

She also felt a surge of impulse at that moment.

I want to live and die with everyone.

But Uncle Fu clearly didn't want to see Bai Qingluo go to her death.

Uncle Fu stepped forward to block her way.

"Uncle Fu! I am a princess, and you are merely a subordinate. You have no right to stop me!"

Bai Qingluo said with anger in her eyes.

"Princess, this time you have no choice. If you die, it will be difficult to explain to the Grey Wolf Tribe."

Uncle Fu said in a deep voice.

Bai Qingluo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly noticed a crucial piece of information and looked at Uncle Fu coldly, asking, "Why is it difficult to explain to them if I die?"

The Desolate Wind City were merely there to congratulate the young prince of the Grey Wolf Tribe on his coming-of-age ceremony.

Logically speaking, it doesn't matter who goes.

Simply send a generous gift.

But Uncle Fu's words clearly indicated that this time, they simply couldn't do without her.

How could she be so important?

There's only one explanation.

Her father was hiding something from her.

Knowing he had just spoken out of turn, Uncle Fu stopped hiding it and said with a sharp look in his eyes, "Since things have come to this, I won't lie to you anymore. This trip to the Grey Wolf Tribe wasn't just about bringing those mundane gifts; the biggest gift of all is you, Princess."

"I?"

Bai Qingluo was taken aback.

"To stabilize relations with the Grey Wolf Tribe, your father has decided to arrange a marriage between you and the Grey Wolf Tribe's young prince. This will ensure the peace and prosperity of Desolate Wind City for generations to come!"

Upon hearing this...

Bai Qingluo smiled bitterly and said, "So... you want to sacrifice me?"

"Princess, this is your fate!"

"So... no matter how hard I tried to govern Desolate Wind City, in his eyes, I was always a pawn; he never treated me like his own flesh and blood..."

"How ironic... I was still thinking about how to assist him..."

Bai Qingluo's tears turned into tears of blood.

Suddenly he knelt on the ground.

She had lost all her strength.

They could only watch helplessly as the guardians charged headlong into the Thorn Behemoth.

"You could have found out later, but unfortunately, you were unlucky enough to encounter a seventh-tier spirit beast blocking your way."

Uncle Fu walked over, intending to grab her and then flee with her.

Even Uncle Fu didn't expect this.

Bai Qingluo's subordinates risked their lives to stand in front of the Thorn Behemoth.

This, on the contrary, gave him a lot of time.

It's conceivable that Bai Qingluo's prestige in Desolate Wind City is no less than that of City Lord Bai Canglan.

Just as Uncle Fu was about to grab Bai Qingluo's shoulder.

A detached voice rang out:

"I'll kill this old man for you, and you'll owe me a favor, how about it?"

These were the questions Chen Ning asked Bai Qingluo.

But it's just such a simple sentence.

What reached Bai Qingluo's ears suddenly cheered her up.

The original desperate situation.

At this moment, there is still hope of breaking through.

Whether it's true or false, she can't give up.

Bai Qingluo lightly touched her head.

This is considered a reply.

But Uncle Fu scoffed dismissively, "You think you can?"

"That's right, me."

The next moment.

A sharp Sword Intent erupted.

Uncle Fu's head flew off, splattering blood.

A sudden scene.

Too terrifying.

Even Uncle Fu didn't react in time.

Even at the moment of his death, his eyes still held a deep disdain.

"Xiaoxiao, take care of Princess Bai. I'll go deal with that one first."

Ling Xiaoxiao responded.

She did not go with Chen Ning.

She was belligerent, but she wasn't stupid.

That giant beast, with its Earth Martial Realm Peak strength, was not something she could handle.

Bai Qingluo was completely stunned. This scene happened too fast. Young Master Chen instantly killed a powerful expert at the Seventh Level of the Earth Martial Realm.

Absolutely shocking!

At this moment, Chen Ning transformed into a wisp of mist.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the Thorn Behemoth.

Every second of delay meant more of Bai Qingluo's men would be killed.

Wei Heng, who was lying on the ground, saw Chen Ning appear.

He raised his eyelids and said, "I didn't expect you to dare to charge forward. Instead of running for your life at this time, you're here to die. Your Heavenly Lightning Talisman may be strong, but it can't break through the defenses of a behemoth of this level!"

Wei Heng was a little further away from the others and did not see Uncle Fu being killed by Chen Ning.

"Who said I was going to break its defenses?"

Chen Ning smiled slightly, and then a sense of loneliness immediately enveloped the entire world.

Like Chen Ning at this moment.

He was a general who had spent his life in battle, and now he was retiring to his hometown.

Utter loneliness.

A deep sense of regret.

At this moment, he seemed like an unparalleled Slaughter God, now in his twilight years, lamenting the impermanence of life and filled with resentment.

Wei Heng was deeply moved by the artistic conception.

A sense of loneliness arose within him.

The first to bear the brunt were the Thorn Behemoth.

The colossal beast, towering over several tens of feet tall, suddenly slowed down.

He put down the figure he had grabbed.

"Roar!!"

Then.

A painful roar rang out.

All the thorns that formed a protective barrier on its body had aged and fallen off.