"If Mao Yao City can survive, I hope everyone can restore its glory again.

"And as the City Lord, I have no right to live alone.

"I, Hei Qi, have never been greedy for life nor feared death.

"Who among the Ninth Grade wants to die with me, step forward... and face death!"

Hei Qi gazed evenly at Bai Hui Sect and them.

In the streets of Mao Yao City, all lower-grade Martial Artists are panicking.

Actually, not long ago, the news that the Human Race was going to attack Mao Yao City had already traveled back, but at that time, not a single Martial Artist really believed it.

What a joke.

Elder Mo Kai commanded the army, along with the other four races, a total of five Ninth Grades oppressing Jiangyuan Country, how could they possibly counterattack?

Not many believed.

Plus time was tight, some Martial Artists, even if they believed, had to gather their belongings.

Thus, four-fifths of the lower-grade Martial Artists were left in Mao Yao City.

Red Tools and Red Cups were looking at the sky in fear.

Lan Qi was also searching for Hei Pi's figure in the air, but unfortunately, she had no idea that Hei Pi had been killed.

All members of the Yangxiang Race wore faces of desperation.

Lan Qi heartily rejoiced in only one matter…at least, Hong Guo had already left Mao Yao City.

He survived.

Up in the sky, Mo Kai was also relieved.

He searched in a special way, and luckily…there were no signs of Hong Guo in Mao Yao City.

Gone.

It's good that he's gone, the farther away he gets, the better.

Hide well.

Once all this is over, I, Mo Kai, will surely find you.

Dear disciple, you are my only trump card for turning the tide; you cannot be found by the Human Race.

…

Boom!

Su Qingfeng's second slash hit the city gate, the entire Mao Yao City trembled, and the Yangxiang Race inside was scared out of their wits.

These people don't even need to step onto the battlefield; they are all nobles in the Yangxiang Race, each one pampered, with very little courage.

But even now, this group of the Yangxiang Race still carries heavy luggage on their backs.

…

"I am Fang Guanming, principal of Jiangwu School. After I die, I entrust you, brothers, to destroy the Spiritual Spring of Jiangyuan Country.

"This is the war of Jiangyuan Country, and my life should be exchanged for it!"

Fang Guanming walked out calmly.

His face showed no fear at all.

Nothing worth fearing.

To exchange one's life for twenty years of safety for Jiangyuan Country is already enough, and is the fortune Jiangyuan Country has cultivated.

The royal duty.

The most fundamental mission is to protect the homeland.

Sacrifice is the destiny of the royal family.

"Uncle!"

Fang Jingmiao was crying uncontrollably in the rear.

She understood Fang Guanming's meaning.

Although the war was won, it was only a victory for Divine Land; Jiangyuan Country had not yet won.

As long as Mao Yao City stands, the alien races could return at any moment.

If the foundation of Mao Yao City can be destroyed, Jiangyuan Country would have the opportunity to recuperate.

If it were her, or any royal family member, they would sacrifice without hesitation.

Jiangyuan Country, caught in the middle, has only this one chance to catch its breath.

Liao Ping and them sighed, unsure how to console Fang Jingmiao.

"Very well, I will grant you!"

Seeing Fang Guanming walking step by step, Hei Pi didn't waste any time either.

Indeed, his flesh began to melt like a candle, looking horrifying.

Uh...ah...

At the same time, Fang Guanming let out a scream, and a layer of pitch-black flames suddenly erupted on his body.

It was burning with flames, yet Fang Guanming's surrounding void was particularly cold, even the air cracked from freezing.

"I'm pouring all my Qi Blood into your flesh, in ten minutes, it will burst you!"

Hei Pi's voice sounded again.

This time, the source of the voice was actually within Fang Guanming's body.

And Hei Pi's flesh, already like a melted candle, had completely lost its human form.

"To protect the mountains and rivers, why fear death!"

Black fire burned on Fang Guanming's body, his whole body swollen, even his facial features deformed.

Everyone could sense Fang Guanming would soon burst.

Moreover, this fighting method was too wicked; Fang Guanming didn't even have the chance to resist. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

How could the City Lord of Mao Yao City be simple!

…

"City Lord!"

On the walls of Mao Yao City, those fearless aliens all kneeled, faces full of grief.

"Prince!"

Throughout the Human Race army, all Jiangyuan Country Warriors also saluted, each with a sad expression.

Powerful warriors from other corps also saluted.

Though they were enemies, they were warriors, none looked down on them.

"Prince, focus and calm, try not to explode.

"I'm trying to draw Hei Qi's Qi Blood into my body, but even if I succeed, your Qi Blood will be wasted, you will become an ordinary person."

At this moment, Bai Zonghui approached Fang Guanming, meanwhile, his hand was placed on Fang Guanming's back.

The reason Bai Zonghui cultivated quickly was because he knew a fighting method to devour and refine others' Qi Blood, though the restrictions were many.

And with Hei Qi self-destructing, his Qi Blood entered Fang Guanming's body, which happened to meet the devouring criteria.

But even though he could save, it wouldn't restore the cultivation.

"Thank you, do your best!"

Fang Guanming's eyes moved.

…

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Su Qingfeng's demon sword danced in the air.

Finally, Mao Yao City's gate... shattered into pieces.

…

Sorry, the update's finished.

The second chapter might be very late, the author will write it overnight, see it tomorrow.

This month is busy, I'll dare not do this again...sigh...