Return to the Divine Hall

A figure fled across the wilderness in panic like a homeless dog. He was fast, but his steps were somewhat unsteady.

It was none other than Jiang Yuanjiu.

He was wounded and stained with blood, one hand clutching his chest while the other held a sword. From time to time, he looked back as if terrified someone was pursuing him.

As he ran, a shrill whistle suddenly rang out from the sky. Three Aerial Sentinels came speeding toward him.

A look of helplessness flashed across Jiang Yuanjiu's face when he saw the Aerial Sentinels. He hurriedly turned and fled, accelerating once more.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Aerial Sentinels opened fire. Missiles shot toward him, and he hurriedly dodged. Explosions boomed one after another, several fireballs erupting in the forest. He was blasted into a miserable state, face blackened and clothes in tatters, yet he still slashed out several streaks of sword light in an attempt to cut down the Aerial Sentinels.

The Aerial Sentinels swiftly retreated and evaded. Seeing that he had missed, Jiang Yuanjiu took off again.

At that moment, another three Aerial Sentinels arrived and pursued Jiang Yuanjiu through the air.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Seven or eight missiles converged on him.

"Bastards, do you have to be this ruthless?"

Jiang Yuanjiu gritted his teeth at the sight. He swung his sword back, filling the sky with sword light that struck the missiles. The violent explosions were too close, blasting him backward as he vomited blood.

He fell into the grass, gritting his teeth. "Why aren't they here yet? If they don't come soon, he'll really die here!"

These Aerial Sentinels were not the same as those on the Homeworld. Modified with Mechanical Empire technology, they were deadly combat weapons with formidable flight capabilities. Their missiles were powerful enough to