Temple of the Jade Serpent is located in the central Jade Forest and is one of the five sacred martial arts sites of the Pandaren.
Since the Horde landed in Pandaria, Garrosh, in order to sever the Pandaren's martial arts tradition, incited adventurers to attack the Temple of the Jade Serpent the Sha under the pretext of eliminating the Sha.
As a result, the Sha was not killed; the elders and disciples of Temple of the Jade Serpent either died or fled, and the sacred site was reduced to ruins.
Hearing the chaotic footsteps, Garrosh looked closely and saw a large group of refugees pouring in, numbering over a hundred, representing all races of Pandaria.
The dilapidated Temple of the Jade Serpent became a gathering place for refugees. Although even the paint on the walls had been scraped off by adventurers, it still provided shelter from the wind and rain.
The crowd spotted Garrosh, and their expressions of surprise were immediately apparent. They then gathered around him.
Garrosh paid no attention to the group of pale, emaciated refugees and was about to utter some harsh words when he suddenly heard the sound of swallowing, as if a person who had been starving for a long time was facing a delicious meal. In the empty and oppressive ruins of the Temple of the Jade Serpent, a feeling of unease welled up in Garrosh's heart.
"I've looked around; there are no other Orcs," someone whispered.
"Look, a lone Orcs! This is perfect! Gentlemen, what are you waiting for? Food doesn't just magically appear in your stomachs."
The speaker was a one-eyed Pandaren, licking his lips with a long tongue, eyeing Garrosh with ill intent.
"Do you know who I am?" Garrosh's voice was deep.
The one-eyed pandaren coldly said, "Even if you are the Dark Titan Sargeras, you won't leave the Temple of the Azure Dragon today. I'm going to devour you."
Having said that, the one-eyed Pandaren was the first to rush over. He had no weapon in his hand, and he didn't use his fists or feet. Instead, he opened his huge mouth and bit at Garrosh.
Garrosh had never seen this kind of fighting before. He punched the Pandaren in the face, but more refugees surged forward, their eyes glowing green and yellow saliva dripping from their mouths. Like the one-eyed Pandaren, they opened their mouths and bit at Garrosh.
Garrosh threw a series of punches, knocking down more than a dozen Pandaren, when suddenly a sharp pain shot through his shoulder. A Jinyu took advantage of the chaos to tear off a large chunk of flesh.
"Ah!"
Garrosh screamed in agony, trying to break free from the Jinyu's bite, but his limbs were already held by the refugees, leaving him powerless.
Then, more and more refugees rushed up and together pinned Garrosh to the ground, opening their huge mouths to tear at Garrosh's body.
Legendary that the Warchief of the Horde, the King of Stormwind City, can fight against a hundred men single-handedly. Even if he was previously powerless, he can gain extraordinary strength once he sits on this throne.
This is actually a misunderstanding. Garrosh's strength is not the absolute best. There are many Orcs who are stronger than him, but no one dares to claim that they are stronger than the Warchief.
Excruciating pain coursed through his body as countless refugees tore at his flesh. Garrosh's eyes were bloodshot as he entered a berserk state. He roared and stood up, sending the refugees flying. However, driven by hunger, even more refugees pounced on him.
Garrosh quickly ran out of energy and was once again tackled to the ground by the refugees.
Under the frenzied attacks of the refugees, Garrosh's limbs were mangled and bloody, with bones exposed in many places, his stomach ruptured, and his intestines pulled out.
Just as Garrosh was on the verge of death, the remaining power of Ra-den's heart within his body came into play, teleporting Garrosh away.
In the Throne Room of Orgrimmar's underground fortress, after Garrosh's disappearance, only Thrall remained.
Thrall had intended to tear open the prepared Teleportation Scroll to escape, but upon seeing Antonidas behind Sylvanas, his heart sank.
Sylvanas, witnessing Garrosh's teleportation, turned and asked, "Antonidas, what's going on?"
Antonidas pondered for a moment, then pointed to the Ra-den's Heart hanging from the ceiling. "It must be because of this heart; this is a teleportation spell originating from the Void."
Vol'jin was most upset about failing to capture Garrosh.
Given Garrosh's relationship with the Caverns of Time, he could make a comeback at any time. Without killing Garrosh, Vol'jin's position as Warchief will be difficult to maintain.
"Your Majesty, what should we do?" Vol'jin could only turn to Sylvanas for advice.
Sylvanas smiled faintly and said, "We paid such a high price to conquer Orgrimmar, we can't just leave empty-handed. Thrall is here, isn't he? Let Thrall's blood tell the people of Azeroth that the Orcs' rule is over."
Thrall was trembling with fear, never expecting this outcome.
Vol'jin nodded. "Good plan. Who will take down Thrall?"
"I'll do it!"
Eager to prove himself, Baine stepped forward, stomping his feet on the ground and letting out a deep roar. With his head down, Thrall charged Charge like a bull. Thrall hurriedly dodged, but Baine tilted his head, and his sharp horns struck Thrall's shoulder, sending Thrall flying and crashing heavily to the ground.
"Pathetic," Baine said smugly.
"Spare me! It's not my fault, it's all Garrosh's fault! I surrender!" Thrall cried and begged as he lay on the ground.
Vol'jin, wielding a pair of poisoned Warglaive, said grimly, "I'm sorry, Thrall, Garrosh has escaped. You'll have to take his place."
The Alliance leaders stood by and watched, adopting an attitude of indifference towards the internal strife within the Horde.
"No, no, you can't treat me like this." Thrall had fallen hard and struggled to his feet, staggering as he watched Vol'jin approach.
Just then, the Ra-den's Heart above emitted a purple light, and a figure crashed down.
When Garrosh's life was in danger, the Ra-den's Heart sent Garrosh back to the Throne Room and healed his wounds.
Upon seeing Garrosh, Thrall was overjoyed, as if he had seen his savior, and wept with joy:
"It's the culprit Garrosh! I'm saved! I'm saved!"
Garrosh was thrown around in a daze, and before he could react, a large bomb fell, and with a loud bang, Garrosh was blown to pieces.
The one who threw the bomb was Trade King Gallywix. Although Vol'jin had been designated as the next Warchief, the leaders of Horde all knew that Sylvanas was the real power behind the throne, so they were all vying to curry favor with her. Baine had already shown his loyalty, Gallywix, quick as a flash, expressed his allegiance to Sylvanas.
Garrosh, severely wounded, was no longer able to fight. Seeing Doomhammer approaching with Thrall in hand, he quickly activated Ra-den's Heart.
A purple light enveloped Garrosh, healing his injuries and teleporting him away once more.
Thrall was dumbfounded. Vol'jin smiled at Thrall and said, "My Savior, I'm sorry, but you must die."
In the Krasarang Wilds, amidst the ruins of Vermilion Bird Temple, two guests, one old and one young, were welcomed.
Jiyun Ailuan's beard was already white, but his martial arts skills had not diminished in the slightest. Looking at the ruins, he couldn't help but feel grief and indignation, and wept as he said:
"In the past, our Pandaren martial arts flourished, and we were arrogant and domineering, roaming Pandaria. Unfortunately, we believed the despicable words of Chen Stormstout, and countless Pandaren became food for the Orcs. The Vermilion Bird Temple colluded with Chen Stormstout, willingly degenerating into the Orcs' lackeys. My Jiyun Clan hates evil and will never associate with such filthy people. Jiyun Tafeng, today is your coming-of-age ceremony. The countless wronged souls infected with Sha energy within the Vermilion Bird Temple will be your trial ground."