Seeing Wu Kai fight so fiercely.
The young men felt a fire ignite in their chests.
They raised their weapons.
And stepped forward.
Nearly seventy or eighty young men of Snow Locust Village charged over.
And stood shoulder to shoulder with Wu Kai.
"Everyone, evacuate at once!"
Gratification shone in Wu Kai's eyes. Clutching his endlessly bleeding wound with one hand, he roared again.
Tears filled the eyes of the elderly, the weak, the women, and the children.
Their hearts ached to leave.
Yet they said nothing more.
The women held their young children in one arm.
And supported the elderly and weak with the other.
They hurried away.
"Lan Hua, take Xiao'er and go. Your mother is old. I can't run anymore!"
"Mother, how could I!"
"Enough. I'm already old; whether I die doesn't matter. Xiao'er is still little and must not die here. Go!"
Some of the elderly and weak who struggled to move pulled free of the women supporting them.
And insisted on staying.
They knew.
If the others took them along.
No one would escape.
To leave their children and grandchildren a sliver of hope.
One elder after another willingly faced death!
The women could hardly bear to part.
They wanted to kneel and kowtow to the elders.
But forced themselves to resist.
They picked up their little children.
And broke into a run!
Meanwhile.
Bloody auras coiled through the sky.
The earth shook.
Xiao Chen and his companions were already nearing Snow Locust Village.
"This is bad! Such thick demonic energy and such a strong stench of blood—the demons have already reached the village!" Wu Teng's expression changed.
Anxiety burned through him.
His father, Wu Kai, was in Snow Locust Village.
Now that the demons had reached it.
His father was probably...
"All Martial Kings,