Chapter 1087 350: The Truth Will Be Revealed

Wet Realm Battlefield.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The deafening noise erupted, shaking the earth for miles around, causing countless cracks on the ground, like grotesque lips sewn with needle and thread; the mountains of corpses and sea of blood were instantly swallowed into the earth's belly.

The spell of protection over Jing Niao City was finally broken by Su Qingfeng and Yao Chenqing.

The Rock Armored Emperor trapped by Yao Chenqing was exhausted to the point of foaming at the mouth and collapsed motionless.

The protective artifact from the Bihui Cave era had safeguarded Jing Niao City for over 80 years.

At this moment, it finally shattered.

From now on, this illustrious Yangxiang Race city lay exposed like a peeled boiled egg before the iron army of mankind.

Swish!

Swish!

Su Qingfeng and Yao Chenqing quickly dashed to Xu Baiyan's side.

"Dad!"

Xu Baiyan's eyes were blurred with tears; seeing Su Qingfeng arrive made his suppressed emotions surge uncontrollably.

What a pity.

Xu Baiyan was still within Cang Ji's boundary. Without external force, he couldn't escape on his own.

Su Yue held Heiye captive, but his strength was exhausted.

Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang were also worn out, unable to break the defensive shield.

As for Yang Lezhi, he was barely worth mentioning; even standing was difficult.

He had sacrificed his arm, theoretically gaining freedom to wield the Sand Eagle technique.

Of course, each use only lasted about a minute.

Now, the Sand Eagle dispersed its Grandmaster power, reverting back to its Harley motorcycle form.

Perhaps due to Yang Lezhi's arm sacrifice, blood-colored lines appeared on the motorcycle's surface, resembling flames.

Yang Lezhi was losing too much blood, lying on the ground unable to move, let alone break Xu Baiyan's shield.

Crack!

Su Qingfeng stepped forward and shattered the shield with a single palm strike.

Xu Baiyan rushed out, hugging Su Qingfeng's waist tightly.

After long suffering, Xu Baiyan finally found the long-lost sense of security.

Both Su Qingfeng and Yang Lezhi provided Xu Baiyan with immense warmth.

Of course, there's also that mischievous brother.

Yao Chenqing stood behind Su Qingfeng, looking somewhat awkward, unsure what to say.

Finally, Yao Chenqing walked to Yang Lezhi's side.

He hastily used his Qi Blood to seal Yang Lezhi's wound.

Unfortunately, the arm was already shattered beyond repair.

Being only Fifth Grade, the body's healing capacity wasn't enough.

It's truly a pity for someone so young to lose an arm.

Yang Lezhi nodded, expressing gratitude.

Yang Lezhi had long prepared himself; seeking shortcuts to gain unearned power comes at a price.

Yao Chenqing felt quite awkward, a sentiment Yang Lezhi could sense.

"Go check on your boyfriend, he's quite a brave lad!"

Su Qingfeng patted Xu Baiyan's head.

When Yang Lezhi lost his arm, Su Qingfeng had already acknowledged him as a son-in-law.

No matter where Yang Lezhi's future leads, his love for Xu Baiyan was genuine.

"How... are you doing?"

Xu Baiyan walked over, gently holding Yang Lezhi's other hand.

In this brief absence, Yang Lezhi's aura was starkly different.

He had become much thinner.

A once youthful face now weathered, exuding an indescribable maturity.

A boy had completely transformed into a man.

This charisma, though charming, filled Xu Baiyan with unspeakable heartache.

"As long as you're fine, it's just an arm. The hero Yang Guo in our Yang Family lineage was also one-armed and roamed the world unhindered.

"People used to joke that we were The Return of the Condor Heroes, and now it seems the conditions are met.

"An arm, a condor, and my Xuan Iron Heavy Sword.

"Your face is prettier than Little Dragon Girl's, at least I think so.

"After the war, if you don't want to return to Divine Land, I'll join you in finding a secluded place with clear mountains and waters, and Wi-Fi, retreating from worldly troubles."

Yang Lezhi lay in Xu Baiyan's embrace, speaking with deep affection.

"Isn't Yang Guo a fictional character? Was there such a person in history?"

Meng Yang asked curiously from afar.

"With Yang Lezhi's audacity, if there's anyone with the surname Yang in history, he'll fit them into his family tree.

"Last time he claimed all Sui Dynasty emperors surnamed Yang were his ancestors, saying he despised the Tang Dynasty."

Bai Xiaolong sneered.

"So, that's a way to align oneself; as a descendant of Saint Mengzi, it's quite shameful to have disgraced my ancestors."

Meng Yang nodded thoughtfully.

"Hey, Bai Xiaolong, do you have any notable ancestors?"

Meng Yang asked curiously again.

"Of course, I do.

"The Killing God Bai Qi of Qin State, Hermit of Xiangshan Bai Juyi, Poetry Immortal Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, and many others!"

Bai Xiaolong's face was full of pride.

My ancestors were incredibly illustrious.

"Bai Xiaolong, wait!

"I'm not trying to argue, but just curious. It's understandable to ride Bai Qi and Bai Juyi's coattails, but Poetry Immortal Li Bai has the surname Li; how does he relate to your surname Bai?"

Nearby, Su Yue couldn't hold back.

Bai Xiaolong's audacity knew no bounds, disregarding logic altogether.

"Su Yue, now that you mention it, does your Su Family have any famous ancestors in your lineage?"

Meng Yang asked again.

"Our Su Family has too many famous figures in the lineage to count.

"Let's mention one who's still alive today, having lived for countless centuries."

Su Yue slightly smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Pride mixed with some disdain, arrogance tinged with slight contempt.

"Who?"

Meng Yang asked.

Everyone else curiously looked at Su Yue.

Even Su Qingfeng was intrigued.

The Su Family, still alive after several centuries?

"Suzhou!"

Su Yue nodded calmly.

"Hmm, very good!

"Yang Lezhi fakes an era from the Sui Dynasty, you Su Yue fake an entire city, you both are impressive!"

In terms of shamelessness, Bai Xiaolong humbly concedes.

Su Qingfeng nodded.

Indeed, Suzhou has been alive for countless centuries and is becoming increasingly beautiful.

In Jing Niao City, martial artists come and go constantly, with bundles and packages of materials already gathered together; everyone is busy.

Mastery lies in specialization.

These martial artists responsible for searching materials are indeed more professional than Su Yue and the others, and the gains from this overwhelmingly victorious war exceed expectations.

In this atmosphere of victory, Su Yue and his group relaxed for a few minutes.

But good times are always fleeting.

Suddenly, the entire Jing Niao City trembled for a moment; due to the amplitude of the jolt, many low-level martial artists were directly thrown, even suffering various degrees of internal injuries.

At the same time, near the Divine Elder Hall, a giant pit collapsed onto the ground.

No one expected that a matchless cannon, like the rising sun, would slowly hover into the air.

Crackling sounds.

The long, eerie barrel and the huge gun turret, this giant monstrosity sparkles with horrific lightning all over, like a prehistoric beast that can devour humanity, giving an almost suffocating pressure.

Indeed!

Looking up at the cannon floating overhead, many low-level martial artists spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

This feeling is like instantly having a heavy shackle pressed on their shoulders; low-level martial artists simply cannot withstand it.

Even some Grandmasters had their Qi Blood stirred under the lightning.

Crackling sounds!

The lightning grew increasingly terrifying, with some lightning mists dripping down like magma. A Seventh-Grade Grandmaster inadvertently stained a bit, and his skin was instantly burned through, even his bones bore varying degrees of damage.

"Everyone, immediately move away from the cannon! If struck by lightning mist, even Ninth Grade will suffer injuries!"

Xu Baiyan urgently shouted.

The Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon!

It finally is about to be activated.

If there are no accidents, Yuan Xingzi's plan should succeed as well.

This is also my last message to the Divine Land.

Yang Lezhi was still dumbfounded, staring at the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon.

He did not notice Xu Baiyan's pained look as she glanced at him.

I will go to the secret realm of the Thunder Race to live in seclusion; I cannot return to the Divine Land, but Yang Lezhi cannot.

He is young and promising; he is at the age to make achievements and should not be bound by love.

Though a thousand times unwilling in her heart, she still decided to break up.

"My heavens, is this Cang Ji's secret weapon?"

Bai Xiaolong was scared into having a dry mouth.

Even Meng Yang looked despondent.

No matter how he faced a Ninth-Grade Martial Artist, none gave the oppressive terror this giant monstrosity did.

The aura contained within this cannon seems to gather the purest violence and destruction in the world; it simply should not be something from this realm.

It feels like an execution platform from hell.

"The aura on the cannon is a bit similar to Xu Baiyan!"

Yang Lezhi licked his lips.

He had a premonition in his heart that the cannon might be related to Xu Baiyan.

Perhaps this is also the reason why Xu Baiyan was brought to Jing Niao City.

...

"Hahaha, foolish people of the Divine Land, I have already successfully activated the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon, won't you obediently cease your actions?"

A few seconds later, Cang Ji's maniacal laughter echoed in the sky, all martial artists could hear it.

He succeeded.

Just before dying, Cang Ji indeed succeeded in refining the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon.

Next, as long as he wished, three blasts could flatten a large city in the Divine Land.

"Senior Brother, this is..."

In the distance, Qing Gai was already blasted to the point of air-like weakness.

Upon seeing the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon, his heart suddenly rose with some hope.

Senior Brother is at the pinnacle; he might still have the opportunity to turn the tide!

"Next, let me introduce the effects of the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon!

"This is the world-ending Divine Artifact from the Thunder Race a thousand years ago; its most glorious record was the three blasts that massacred a city, with billions of lives dying instantly. Now, as long as I, Cang Ji, wish, I can similarly flatten any major city in the Divine Land with three blasts.

"I can start the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon within 10 seconds, and your Divine Land's pinnacle cannot withstand the extermination across the void.

"Below Seventh Grade, no one can survive!

"Yuan Longhan, come out.

"Can you guess which city I will bombard? Dongdu City? Southern Metropolis? Or West City, or Beidu City!

"Let me not hide it from you, there are targeting arrays engraved in all four major cities of your Divine Land.

"Millions of lives are in your hands, Yuan Longhan, won't you order these three fools to stop?"

While Cang Ji spoke, Zhao Qian'en and others continued relentlessly killing.

But at this instant, everyone ceased their attack.

Zhao Qian'en and others dared not move.

In the distance, Wang Yetao and Bai Jinghao were equally stunned, staring at the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon.

Driven by Ninth Grade instinct, they believe Cang Ji is not lying.

What he said was true.

The key is that the feeling given by the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon genuinely conveys destruction on heaven and earth; Ninth Grade's perception is even clearer.

...

"Dad, find a way to make my sister unconscious for a while!"

Su Yue approached Su Qingfeng and quietly said.

Actually, Su Qingfeng and Yao Chenqing already knew Yuan Xingzi and Xu Baiyan's plan; they looked calm.

Su Yue understood that the plan cannot be exposed for now.

The Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon must be activated by Cang Ji himself, and now cannot be revealed.

Yuan Longhan certainly will not agree to Cang Ji's conditions; he might even deliberately provoke Cang Ji.

If Cang Ji directs his anger toward my sister, she will bear immense criticism.

Let my sister rest for a few minutes.

Once the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon ends, she can wake later.

At the very least, she won't bear all the misunderstandings and curses from humanity; once the truth of the Demon Race city destruction is revealed, clarity will prevail.

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PS: Today is the Ghost Festival, feeling a bit low, so fewer updates today, sorry everyone.