Ning Yu Die and the remaining seven hundred core disciples had retreated deep into the Imperial Palace.
The Ninth Palace Lord had already spoken with Ning Yu Die in private. His mission was to protect Ning Yu Die's life. If they could not stop the Ancient Witch Race this time, he hoped Ning Yu Die could escape on her own.
Those words moved Ning Yu Die. She could not say she was especially familiar with the Ninth Palace Lord.
The Ninth Palace Lord was risking his life to protect her simply because of the Jade Pure Saint Lord's orders.
He was indeed a man devoted to his duty. After all, with the Ancient Witch Race descending this time, the entire Jade Pure Saint Land might cease to exist. The Ninth Palace Lord surely saw this more clearly than she did.
Around the Imperial City of the Great Yu Divine Kingdom, giant skulls kept crashing down.
The Ancient Witch Race had little interest in the martial artists of the Great Thousand World, so there was no large-scale slaughter. Only some unlucky wretches were directly crushed to death by the giant skulls.
Those jagged black shadows left the skulls and streamed toward the Imperial Palace.
Liu Yang had already evacuated the imperial clansmen from the Imperial City. At this moment, he floated high in the sky, looking down over the entire Great Yu Imperial City...
"What... exactly are those monsters..."
Those hideous monsters advanced in all sorts of bizarre postures, forming a black tide that surrounded the Imperial Palace from every direction.
The sight filled Liu Yang with worry.
The only thing that gave him a little comfort was that the monsters were all heading straight for the Imperial Palace. Their target was clearly Ning Yu Die and the others; they had