"I'm Weird Emperor Jiu Wu."
Daylight broke.
The Eternal Night Western Black Tortoise Frontline Seven has held its ground.
As the group stepped out of their defensive line and began digging out the Eerie Stone from the corpses of the Strange Entities in preparation for tonight's defense, they saw two piles of ashes.
It doesn't look Humanoid Form.
But everyone knew who owned those two piles of ashes.
People only glanced at it briefly before getting busy digging up the Eerie Stone, but they would quietly avoid it. After that, the names Qiu Yisi and Tianyi were never heard of again.
Former Group Leader the Eternal Night Hall Western Operations Group, and acting Group Leader of the Eternal Night Hall Western Operations Group.
He died in battle on the second night of the Strange Entity Clan's all-out All-Out Assault.
The person in charge of the Xuanwu Defense Line Seven in the Western Region Eternal Night was an Elderly Man who was trembling as he piled up two small mounds of earth on the City Wall. He had taken some Clothing from the temporary residence of Old Qiu and Tianyi and made two cenotaphs.
He also found a Diary in Old Qiu's clothes.
The first page expresses excitement about joining the Eternal Night Hall and becoming a member of the Eternal Night Hall action team.
Pages two and three describe getting married and having children.
Pages three and four are about his deceased wife and son.
Page five is quite long.
"My entire family is gone, and I am left all alone. What do I ask for in my remaining years? Only to wash away the long night with blood."
The Elderly Man chuckled as he flipped through the pages.
Old Qiu had already written his last words in his Diary.
He said this on his deathbed.
You must shout one sentence at a time.
Qiu Yisi, but he only desires death.
It displays both domineering presence and unrestrained spirit.
He was just a little disappointed that he hadn't heard those words last night.
"Take care."
The Elderly Man slowly rose to his feet. "I'll keep you company tonight."
Everyone on this defensive line knew that tonight might be the last night, but no one retreated.
Perhaps they felt it would be shameful to run away at this time.
Or perhaps it's because they have no attachments.
It's also possible that his wife and daughter passed away first.
There could be various reasons, but it's impossible to know for sure; what he saw was that no one retreated.
He turned and looked behind the defensive line.
On the snow-covered plains.
A dense array of Skeleton Horse are heading north through the night, bound for the Western Wasteland Island.
At a glance.
Extremely spectacular.
In the Dawn light, it radiates a Yellow Grade glow.
The purpose of their defensive line is to allow more people to evacuate to the Western Wasteland Island. Not everyone has the opportunity to ride in Flying Boat, High-Speed Rail, or even Teleportation Formation; most people still rely on the Skeleton Horse.
But even the Skeleton Horse is unaffordable for ordinary people.
Those forces also took responsibility, creating a large number of Skeleton Horse to carry people they could see along the way, thus creating this spectacular scene of fleeing famine.
Animals migrate.
Humans sometimes flee famine.
In a sense, there is actually no difference.
No one spoke.
The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive, except for the first ray of Dawn light.
News of the evacuation from the Western Wasteland Island has arrived from the Eternal Night Continent.
The Strange Entity Clan eventually found out.
"Mortal Domain."
In the "Primordial Continent" of the Strange Entity Clan, the head of the original Strange Entity Clan leader was now hanging above the Great Hall. On the Throne sat a small, thin Strange Entities holding a scepter, looking like a dwarf, which appeared extremely incongruous on the huge Throne.
At this time.
The Strange Entities was intently trimming its nails, and after an unknown amount of time, it finally blew a satisfied breath, releasing a command along with the nail clippings.
"No need for smuggling; it would be a waste of manpower."
"Continue as planned."
"First, Eradication all humans on the Eternal Night Continent, then go to the Western Wasteland Island and wipe out the rest."
First-Level Continent.
The emergence of such a force must have been quite an extraordinary event.
But it doesn't matter.
The First-Level Continent limits the upper limit of this power; no matter how strong it becomes, it won't have much impact on them, at most it will just prolong their survival. "By the way..."
The small, wiry Strange Entities suddenly had an idea. "That Ghost Emperor who calls himself 'That Na Tian,' pull him out of Prison and send him to the Frontline —Frontline to the toughest ones. Let him lead the main attack."
"Clear."
A hoarse voice came from below the Great Hall.
This Ghost Emperor, who calls himself "That Na Tian," secretly released that That One, allowing the Eternal Night Hall to learn the news in advance and take precautions. Although it doesn't affect the overall situation, some punishment is certainly necessary.
After rummaging around in its robes for a long time, the Strange Entities finally pulled out a Bell.
His voice then echoed softly in the Great Hall.
"What is that Thunderstorm Sea that surrounds the entire Eternal Night Continent?"
Their Royal Clan invaded the Primordial Land through Rifts that appeared in the Strange Entity Clan's "Primordial Land" before arriving on this Eternal Night Continent. Their Royal Clan has been fighting for several years and has lost two continents.
But.
He had never seen anything like it before, and the Thunderstorm Sea made him feel vaguely uneasy.
He shook the Bell in his hand.
Soon.
A completely emotionless voice rang out from inside the Bell.
"Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed; I cannot disclose them."
The Strange Entities sitting on the Throne narrowed its eyes slightly. It hadn't expected that even the "Heaven-Questioning Bell" couldn't give it an answer. A place it had never seen before had appeared on the First-Level Continent.
That means this is an opportunity.
He continued to ask questions.
"Is the Thunderstorm Sea meant to protect the Eternal Night Continent, or to imprison it?"
"Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed; I cannot disclose them."
"If I fall into the Eternal Night Continent, will this Thunderstorm Sea retaliate against me?"
"Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed; I cannot disclose them."
"That's interesting."
He licked his lips and continued asking questions.
"Has anyone passed through the Thunderstorm Sea?"
"Have."
This time Heaven-Questioning Bell finally provided an answer; it was no longer a secret that could not be revealed.
What is the success rate of navigating through the Thunderstorm Sea?
"Ten percent."
A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he asked again in disbelief. The answer was still 100%. Even the Heaven-Questioning Bell didn't know the specific origin of this Thunderstorm Sea. He thought it was something powerful, but the success rate of passing through the Thunderstorm Sea was actually 100%? 100%.
Doesn't that mean anyone can pass?
But he clearly sensed a very dangerous aura from that Thunderstorm Sea.
They didn't linger there any longer.
"Follow me to the Eternal Night Continent, and journey to the Thunderstorm Sea."
Deep in the Sea Domain.
Not far away, dark clouds pressed almost against the sea, waves surged, and countless Strange Entities writhed within them, while bolts of lightning danced across the sky. "You, lead the team in."
The Little Strange Entity creature holding a scepter stepped onto the shoulder of a Ghost Emperor and ordered another Ghost Emperor beside it to lead a team to the Thunderstorm Sea. The Ghost Emperor simply responded in a deep voice and then rode the waves towards the Thunderstorm Sea.
The instant I entered that area.
A scream suddenly rang out.
A bolt of extremely thick lightning descended from the sky, striking the Ghost Emperor directly into the deep sea.
His lips twitched slightly, and he took out the Heaven-Questioning Bell again and shook it.
What is the current success rate?
"Ten percent."
"One failed there."
"He's not dead."
He fell silent. Does surviving mean it wasn't a failure?
All right.
It might not be true, it's just temporarily trapped here. As for when it will come out, only heaven knows. It is said that the Strange Entities that enter this area will automatically gain immortality, almost Immortality life. The only drawback is that they will live in pain for the rest of their lives.
"Let's take over the Eternal Night Continent first, then go back and ask if anyone has ever seen anything like this before."
The small, slender Strange Entities holding the scepter shrugged, tucked the Heaven-Questioning Bell into its robes, and returned to the Primordial Continent.
The Heaven-Questioning Bell in his hand is a valuable item.
It's just a bit too energy-intensive.
Before leaving.
He asked another question.
"Do you think it's necessary for the Royal Clan to make the Western Region Strange Tide abandon their attack on the Frontline and sneak off to the Western Wasteland Island? Should they take over the entire Eternal Night Continent first, or the Western Wasteland Island first?"
"Casual."
"What's the meaning?"
"The Heaven-Questioning Bell only knows the past, not the future."
"This Thunderstorm Sea is from the past, why don't you mention that?"
"Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed; I cannot disclose them."
"Waste."
Five days later.
As night fell, Chen Fan stood on the Northbank Defense Line, gazing at the churning sea in the darkness, and murmured, "Tonight is the seventh night of the Strange Entity Clan's All-Out Assault. The rest is up to fate."
These seven days.
The Eternal Night Continent has almost completely fallen.
Unfortunately.
Although Western Wasteland Island accepted a large number of refugees, many were still caught up with by the Strange Tide on their way to escape. At this time, Western Wasteland Island was completely sealed off. He believed that in many corners of the Eternal Night Continent, there must still be some people who did not have time to reach Western Wasteland Island.
But.
The Mortal Domain has done its best.
Many factions failed to arrive, but they entrusted their resources to the Flying Boat dispatched by the Eternal Night Hall, and the resources reached the Western Wasteland Island.
The Flying Boat of the Eternal Night Hall only accept resources, not people.
There is insufficient transport capacity.
At first, he could still receive messages personally from the Lord of the Eternal Night Hall, but later he gradually stopped receiving them.
Just then...
The Parent-Child Stone in his arms felt warm for the first time in a long time.
An unfamiliar voice came from inside.
"This is the last message from the Eternal Night Hall. The Twelve Hall Leaders of the Eternal Night Hall just died in battle at the 'Black Tortoise Eastern Azure Dragon Frontline Thirteen'." "All twelve Palace Masters of the Eternal Night Hall have perished on the Frontline."
"If the Mortal Domain can be passed down."
Please make a record of this.
The other end of the communication channel Parent-Child Stone, was extremely noisy, filled with the roars of countless Strange Entities. Before he could say anything, the Parent-Child Stone was disconnected. Night fell.
Western Wasteland Island has been officially closed to the public.
Brightly lit defensive lines stood at the three breaches, beginning their final resistance. A few lines had not yet fallen, but they were almost there; the Strange Tide was about to surge in.
Great War.
It's coming soon.
"Black Tortoise Eastern Azure Dragon Frontline Thirteen".
A young man, his face covered in blood, hurriedly severed the Parent-Child Stone, gripped his Dagger tightly, and grinned as he looked at the Ghost Emperor had already climbed onto the defensive line.
This line of defense has fallen.
The Ghost Emperor, standing atop the City Wall, stared expressionlessly at the man before him who had raised Dagger. After casually swatting away several of the Strange Entities that charged at him, he then drew his own sword from his robes.
The Strange Entity Clan has always admired human culture.
I also admire humanity's unwavering determination to forge ahead despite knowing certain death.
He believed that the Strange Entity Clan was different from the Royal Clan.
Without the barrier of defense, a human being is no match for the Ghost Emperor.
A few breaths later.
The knife in his hand was plunged into the man's chest.
He said in a low voice.
"My name is Na Tian. In your human culture, Na is a rather prestigious surname."
"Although I don't know your full name, you are worthy of this surname."
The young man, on the verge of death, gripped the arm that had stabbed him in the chest that Na Tian, and with all his might spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm onto that Na Tian's face. "Idiot."
If we adopt the perspective of the Eternal Night Continent Heavenly Dao.
Then you can see it.
One by one, the Eerie Fire of the Eternal Night Continent were extinguished, until... the entire continent was shrouded in Eternal Night, utterly silent.
Only the Western Wasteland Island.
Only a few Eerie Fire remain.
Those lines of defense are the last hope for the Eternal Night Continent.
It's raining.
A heavy rain fell on Western Wasteland Island.
Everyone was bathed in the heavy rain, and they felt their injuries slowly healing, as if it were Heavenly Dao's Blessing, or as if Heavenly Dao was weeping. They felt an intense sadness in the rain.
Heavenly Dao is weeping.
The Heavenly Dao is most easily moved to sorrow.
Everyone knew that the Eternal Night Continent had almost completely fallen and many people had died, but they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes.
They failed to see the horde of people, their eyes filled with despair mixed with a glimmer of hope, beginning their escape from famine, only to be overtaken and completely swallowed up by the Strange Tide.
They didn't see Tianyi, who murmured, "I will surely die on the Frontline, my blood Heaven-Burning the Tianyi."
They also failed to see the soldier who, knowing he was outmatched, still raised his sword and charged forward.
And all of this.
The Heavenly Dao are fully revealed.
The absence of emotion in the Heavenly Dao may be a form of protection for Heavenly Dao.
It's late at night.
"The Mortal Domain Yellow Springs Mouth Defense Line One" has welcomed guests.
Two Big Croc covered in blood, and on Crocodile backs, a Middle-Aged Man in a coma, clutching a Three-Foot Green Edge tightly in his hand.
Open Gate.
Weiwei rushed over, somewhat incredulous and saddened, licking the wounds on the two Crocodile. Almost immediately, it recognized them as its parents.
"Weiwei."
The enormous Crocodile on the left asked with a smile, "Aren't you happy to see Daddy?"
Weiwei was stunned at first, not expecting his father to Human Speech. His eyes instantly reddened and he nodded repeatedly before opening his mouth wide and spitting out a bunch of things.
There was Braised Delicacies, Dumplings, and some strange and unusual stones that I had collected a few years ago when I was bored alone in a Nameless Mountain.
"What kind of garbage is this?"
The enormous Crocodile gazed longingly at Weiwei, seemingly reluctant to leave. Just as it was about to say something, its pupils suddenly began to dilate. With difficulty, it turned its head to look at the long, gaping wound on its back and smiled.
He collapsed to the ground with a thud.
The smaller Crocodile beside him looked at Weiwei with kind eyes, struggled to eat a piece of Braised Delicacies from the ground, and forced a smile, "Delicious, Weiwei."
Then, after crawling a few steps, it reached the Crocodile that had collapsed to the ground and slowly closed its eyes.
"Whoa... roar."
Weiwei couldn't speak, but with red eyes and a somewhat frantic manner, she rushed to Chen Fan's side, who was rushing over from a distance. She lifted Chen Fan up with her head and quickly ran to her parents who had fallen to the ground. Although she didn't speak, her meaning was extremely clear.
"Don't rush, Weiwei."
Chen Fan stepped forward and placed his hand under the huge nostrils. He did not feel any breath. The Mortal Domain Member had already begun to pour Holy Water. The Valley Master of "Medicine King Valley" who had arrived was somewhat troubled.
"Domain Lord, Medicine King Valley is not Mastery in treating Exotic Beast."
Medicine King Valley isn't a particularly strong force on the Eternal Night Continent, and at this point, it's really like being forced into a corner.
"Little Qiu."
With a solemn expression, Chen Fan took out Message Talisman from his pocket and contacted Little Qiu, preparing to have Little Qiu send several medical experts Mastery had recently arrived in the Mortal Domain.
Just then
"Domain Lord Chen, let us do it."
In the crowd.
A group of people walked out, and the leader looked somewhat familiar.
"The Jiangnan He Family"
"Indeed, I didn't expect Domain Lord Chen to still remember us. He joined the Mortal Domain Defense Line a few days ago to guard the Western Wasteland Island together."
"He deserves credit for saving her life."
After a brief exchange, Weiwei's parents were handed over to this group of people. He remembered them as the "Jiangnan He Family," a reclusive Family with profound knowledge of Exotic Beast, whose main business was creating Exotic Beast Spirit Treasure for them.
They even had a shop in Mortal Domain at the beginning.
It later went bankrupt.
There simply aren't that many people willing to buy Spirit Treasure for Exotic Beast; the number of Exotic Beast is far too small.
"Take this person away from Medicine King Valley. Little Qiu has already sent people to support you; spare no effort to save his life."
Chen Fan looked at the Middle-Aged Man in Green Robe on the back of the Crocodile and said in a deep voice.
This man.
He already knew who it was: the That One who used to live on the Nameless Mountain.
He is now seriously injured and in a coma.
After doing all this.
Chen Fan walked up the City Wall and stood in the rainy night, looking out at the range of the Eerie Fire outside the City Wall.
Yellow Springs (the gates of the underworld).
He built four defensive lines here, all of them Tenth-Level Defense Line. This is the area with the most defensive lines built. The other two gaps each have Three Tenth-Level Defense Lines, so this is definitely the main direction of attack.
After all, only attacking the Yellow Springs Mouth doesn't require smuggling; to reach the other two gaps, smuggling is necessary.
The cost of smuggling is not low.
One attempt to smuggle oneself across the border results in a 1 in 10 chance of survival.
With the defensive line blocking the breach, the interior of Western Wasteland Island will not be affected by the Heaven Formation.
Tonight.
We should be able to see the first wave of Strange Tide then.
He took a deep breath, the coolness of the air bringing him to a moment of clarity. In the past seven days, he had slept for less than twelve hours in total, relying entirely on Coolheart Pill to stay alert.
He spent part of his time building defenses, another part building structures, and the rest of his time quickly identifying Exotic Treasure brought by other factions, searching for those that could be of use.
The primary focus of the evaluation is on Building Blueprint.
He needs time.
If we can hold out for a month, or even a year.
Once he has fully utilized all the resources available, he is confident that he can launch a counterattack.
Time.
What he needs most right now is time.
Tonight marks the first official All-Out Assault by the Strange Tide from the Yellow Springs Mouth on the Mortal Domain.
It's late at night.
The horizon in the Yellow Springs Mouth Region began to undulate. At first, it was just the Eternal Night at the edge of the field of vision undulating unnaturally. Gradually, a long, arc-shaped wall rose up, slowly advancing across the sky.
First, hundreds of millions of Strange Insects flew through the air, emitting high-frequency hissing sounds that sent chills down one's spine.
Next is...
It is the collective roar of countless Strange Entities running rampant across the land.
The Regular Army has arrived.
At a glance.
It was a dark, oppressive mass, like a roaring, towering tsunami, hundreds of meters high, with an extremely strong stench in the air.
Within a City in the Yellow Springs Mouth Region.
Millions of Strange Entities knelt on the ground.
Outside the City.
The leader, the Weird Emperor Jiu Wu, knelt with his retinue, gazing at the massive Strange Tide charging towards him. He took a deep breath and roared, "Weird Emperor Jiu Wu, we have long awaited the arrival of the Strange Entity Clan, having attacked the Mortal Domain Defense Line!"
"I am willing to Formation Trap the Strange Entity Clan!"
The Strange Tide Fissure open in the middle, passing over them and transforming into two Strange Tide that rushed straight towards "Mortal Domain Yellow Springs Mouth Defense Line One"! Countless noises and shadows instantly enveloped them.
It felt like falling into the deep sea.
I don't know how much time has passed.
A Little Strange Entity perched on the Ghost Emperor's shoulder looked down at the kneeling Weird Emperor Jiu Wu, a hint of contempt flashing in its eyes. "The Strange Entity Clan? The Strange Entity Clan is long gone. What you see now is the Royal Clan."
"Royal Clan?"
The Weird Emperor Jiu Wu, kneeling on the ground, was slightly taken aback. It didn't know; no one had told it. But it instantly realized. "Weird Emperor Jiu Wu, I am willing to Formation Trap for the Royal Clan!"
"Imitate three dog barks."
Woof woof woof.
The shameless Weird Emperor Jiu Wu knelt on the ground and barked three times like a dog. As if afraid the other party would not be satisfied, he added three more barks.
"Fun, fun, really fun!"
The Little Strange Entity creature perched on the Greater Wraith's shoulder grinned from ear to ear, clapping its hands: "Those kneeling beside you, call out to them too." "Woof woof woof."
Woof woof woof.
The barking of dogs rose and fell incessantly.
"Not good."
I don't like old dogs.
The next moment
A beam of grayish-white Golden Light Pillar suddenly shot out from between the fingers of the Little Strange Entity creature, instantly engulfing the Old Strange Entity kneeling behind the Weird Emperor Jiu Wu. The Old Strange Entity, who was already very old, was almost instantly pierced through the chest, and its life force rapidly drained away.
"Woof"
The Old Strange Entity, kneeling on the ground, still had the mouth of a bark in his mouth. He looked down at the viscous liquid flowing rapidly from his chest, and as if relieved, he reached out and grabbed the clothes of the Weird Emperor Jiu Wu, trembling as he spoke.
"Your Majesty... I must go now. Please... please don't act rashly."
"Live... live on."
"You want... you want to get married, you want more, you want more."
Before he could finish speaking...
Old Strange Entity's eyes began to glaze over, and his right hand, which was gripping Weird Emperor Jiu Wu, gradually gave way and he collapsed onto the Wasteland.
The Weird Emperor Jiu Wu, kneeling on the ground, turned around and looked at the scene in a daze. There was a lot of noise in his ears, but at this moment, he seemed to be gradually unable to hear anything.
Scenes from the past reappeared before my eyes.
Congratulations, Your Majesty, on your breakthrough to the Wraith King!
"Your Majesty is truly amazing; you've become the Ghost Emperor."
"Your Majesty, what do you think of the name 'Jiu Wu'? In human culture, 'Jiu Wu' signifies extreme nobility."
"Your Majesty, you must not attack the Mortal Domain Defense Line at this time."
"Your Majesty, after the War Ends..."
"Hello!"
"Did that dead old dog make you so sad?"
In a daze.
He heard the surrounding noise again, mixed with a grating, mocking voice.
The kneeling Weird Emperor Jiu Wu turned his head and looked at the Little Strange Entity that was standing on the shoulder of another Ghost Emperor not far away, looking at him with a mocking gaze. He slowly got up, his huge body extremely conspicuous in the Strange Tide.
He patted the dust off his knees.
Pick up the heavy blade from the ground.
He murmured.
"I'm not called 'Hey'."
The next moment
Ghost Qi, almost tangible, exploded from his massive body in an instant, sending up a cloud of dust. The Weird Emperor Jiu Wu burst forth from within the dust, raising his butcher's knife high and roaring furiously.
"My name is Jiu Wu!"
"The Weird Emperor Jiu Wu!"
He never risked his life, whether attacking the Frontline or sneaking into the Mortal Domain. He was content with just getting by; he was terrified of death and always fantasized about life after the War Ends.
He never imagined he would one day be risking his life.
If you can't win, run away.
If you can't escape, then shoot.
This is his principle.
But.
But at the moment Old Strange Entity died, when this Military Strategist had been with him for so long was casually killed amidst ridicule, he felt an unprecedented roar burning fiercely in his chest.
"Boom!!!"
The heavy blade slammed down!
The Ghost Emperor beneath the Little Strange Entity creature was split in two.
He never unleashed his true power, but that doesn't mean he was weak.
Only.
The small, Strange Entities stood amidst the blood and grime, a single finger raised above its head to block the heavy blade, a mocking glint in its eyes. "The big oaf is angry, huh? But... the anger of the weak is truly laughable."
"Hey."
With red-rimmed eyes, the Weird Emperor Jiu Wu looked down at the Little Strange Entity on the ground that had blocked his heavy blade with a single finger and suddenly laughed. He realized he was quite a failure; he had Achievement nothing in his life.
It's alright, though.
At least I've had a year of rural life.
He turned his head and looked at the land he had painstakingly cultivated over the past year, which was being ravaged and trampled by countless Strange Tide.
He felt he should do something in his life.
He wanted to make this little thing go down with the Old Strange Entity.
He suddenly flipped the heavy blade in his hand.
He lifted the Little Strange Entity creature from the ground into the air and swallowed it whole with lightning speed, then took a deep breath, the sound echoing throughout the Heaven and Earth.
Chen Fan!
"I am the Weird Emperor Jiu Wu."
"Send your method towards the Yellow Springs City! There's some damn big shot here, I'll trap him for you!"
"Boom the hell out!"
"I want him dead!"
The next moment
The sound had barely faded when...
Suddenly Weird Emperor Jiu Wu collapsed to the ground with a sharp pain in his abdomen, his body curled up on the ground. He clutched his stomach tightly and roared in agony, "Damn it! I'll make him pay with his life!"
The number of bloody holes in his abdomen is increasing.
The intense pain caused him to struggle violently.
Not far away.
The group of Strange Tide who were kneeling on the ground had already stood up, and the most trusted confidant of Weird Emperor Jiu Wu at the front looked down at the Old Strange Entity's corpse, roared, and started running, rushing to Weird Emperor Jiu Wu and pinning him down.
More and more Strange Tide began to launch their attack.
He pinned the Weird Emperor Jiu Wu firmly beneath him.
Looking from afar.
All that could be seen was a gigantic ball of flesh, composed of Wan Gui creatures, and it was still growing.
"Hey-hey"
Through the gap.
The lowest- Weird Emperor Jiu Wu saw the three cold white Golden Light Pillar piercing the sky, and feeling the life force within him gradually fading, he murmured with a hint of smugness, "Not making a sound anymore?"
"Brother, wait for me down there."
You didn't get to marry a wife, but I brought you something good.
The next moment
"Boom!!"
A tremendous explosion resounded throughout the Yellow Springs Mouth Region.
Countless fragments of the Strange Entities flew through the air.
The three pillars Sky-Piercing Pillar transformed into nine, launching multiple attacks on the Yellow Springs City.
"No!!"
The Little Strange Entity creature vanished amidst its desperate screams.
The Weird Emperor Jiu Wu, perished.
Only.
This scene did not affect the overall Strange Tide. Large numbers of Strange Tide, carrying a foul stench, launched an unstoppable assault on the Mortal Domain Yellow Springs Mouth Defense Line One!
This will be the largest Strange Tide ever encountered in the history of the Mortal Domain.