Severing the Dao

"Shen Qian!"

Though Duke Six Tigers was on the verge of death, he was still a top-tier Wang Hou. His shout carried far through the cosmos. Even North Capital below could hear that muffled-thunder roar, and every Wang Hou across the starry battlefield turned to look in shock.

Once they recognized the young man in white, the two sides reacted very differently.

For the human Wang Hous, after their initial astonishment, their reaction was much the same as Duke Six Tigers'.

How could Shen Qian appear here at a time like this?!

They had come to this battlefield because North Capital was already the human race's last decent line of defense. They had no choice but to bear that responsibility. But Shen Qian was different.

Shen Qian carried the "hope" Wu Wei had spoken of. He was humanity's only chance to turn the tables in this desperate situation. Even though they did not know Shen Qian's secret, Wu Wei's scattered remarks had let them realize that as long as Shen Qian lived, even if every other Wang Hou died, it would all be worth it.

Yet now, Shen Qian had openly appeared on a battlefield surrounded by hundreds of alien Wang Hous.

In contrast, after the same initial surprise, the alien Wang Hous were overjoyed at the sight of Shen Qian!

The leaders of major races such as the Heavenly Clan, Strength Clan, Wing Clan, and Shadow Tribe had even more gleaming eyes. They might not understand Shen Qian's importance to humanity, but they had received the Witch Emperor's order: killing Shen Qian took priority above all else.

Their previous siege of North Capital without attacking had partly been to await the Witch Clan experts' escape from the Earth's Core, but was it not also to wait for Shen Qian