Chapter 1093 - 356: Xu Baiyan Vindicated

Battlefield of Jing Niao City!

Yunluozi unfolded a huge light screen once again.

Inside the light screen, everything happening in Baiheng City is being broadcasted.

All the Martial Artists present were uniformly stunned to the point of suffocation.

On the battlefield, there are two gigantic light screens.

One is the Baiheng City light screen opened by Yunluozi.

The other is the light screen of the Nanwu City opened by the Yangxiang Race.

Just as Baiheng City fell into a purgatory scene, the strange occurrence in Divine Land’s Nanwu City was equally bizarre.

Cang Ji was originally smiling.

But he suddenly couldn’t smile, his face looking worse than death.

Above Nanwu City, there was no Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon’s thunder slurry falling; apart from the flickering lightning in the dark clouds, it was peaceful.

And at the Nanwu Playground, the sect successfully transported the 500-meter Evil Spirit Broken Bridge.

Subsequently, the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge acted like the eye of a vortex, frantically devouring the energy of the lightning in the sky.

Cang Ji was not foolish.

He could see that Divine Land was using the lightning from the sky to forge this broken ancient bridge.

The key bridge, under the wash of thunderlight, also erupted with a dense wave of Spiritual Qi, those young sect members transporting the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge were previously at the peak of Fifth-Grade.

But from this moment, one after another of these Fifth-Grade disciples began to break through.

Even other martial artists in the city benefited greatly, as the refined lightning from the broken bridge helped remove the cultivation residues from their bodies, with twice the results for half the effort.

Cang Ji found it hard to believe.

Divine Land had actually stopped the bombardment of the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon; not only that, they wanted to use their own weapon to refine the evil artifact and let the Fifth-Grade Martial Artists break through.

It’s simply selling arms and ammunition at the same time.

But the situation was actually far worse than Cang Ji had imagined.

Originally, the humans were not using treasures to fend off the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon.

They had merely altered the star alignment array of the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon.

Damn it!

The despicable Wuwen Race had set up the star alignment array in Baiheng City.

If all the martial artists in Baiheng City died, it would be a fatal blow to the Yangxiang Race.

One must know that, with the high-level martial artists of the Yangxiang Race, they were not inferior to Divine Land; if they could go all-out on the battlefield, the Yangxiang Race could soon regain control of Divine Land.

The main problem faced by the Yangxiang Race was the internal war within the Eight Races Sacred Land.

In recent years, the friction among Eight Races had eased slightly, but now with Baiheng City destroyed, the Yangxiang Race would become the target of public criticism once again.

The carefully brewed plan would be shattered.

The Yangxiang Race attacked Earth, not abandoning the Eight Races Sacred Land; rather, they were brewing a grand plan.

Because the Yangxiang Race could treat Earth as a base camp to cultivate more martial artists, thus holding cards to unify the Eight Races.

Therefore, the Yangxiang Race fought on two fronts, fatigued by the battles.

But now, everything was ruined.

"Senior Brother, stop the cannon immediately, it can’t be fired!"

In the distance, Qing Gai shouted hoarsely.

He thought that with Jing Niao City defeated, he was on the brink of death, Cang Ji was on the brink of death, it was already the worst defeat for the Yangxiang Race, already at the limit.

Unfortunately, Qing Gai underestimated the Wuwen Race’s despicability and ruthlessness.

Compared to the events in Baiheng City, what was Jing Niao City?

Let alone the death of one Cang Ji, even another peak level dying wasn’t as important as Baiheng City’s situation.

Baiheng City represented the starting point of peace among the Eight Races, but now, with Divine Land’s calculation, decades of plans by the Yangxiang Race were completely thwarted.

Compared to Baiheng City, a peak or Ninth Grade life had become insignificant.

Qing Gai was filled with despair.

He was truly afraid of Divine Land now.

So that’s how it is.

So the supposed attack on Jing Niao City by Divine Land was merely setting the stage for Baiheng City’s events.

Destroying one Baiheng City was more important than destroying 10 Jing Niao Cities.

Despicable!

Vicious!

No wonder, the fragmented Earth could gradually rise up.

The martial artists in this place were all demons.

"There isn’t enough time.

"In fact, as long as Cang Ji activates the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon, he no longer has the qualifications to control the remaining two cannons!

"Baiheng City will definitely perish today."

Yunluozi laughed a little.

He walked beside the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon, stepping on the void.

Rumble!

As Yunluozi cast a Qi Blood Technique, the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon began to tremble madly.

"Impossible, how can you control the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon!"

Cang Ji was scared out of his wits.

The first shot, the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon only killed half of Baiheng City’s martial artists, and the remaining survivors were still something the Yangxiang Race could explain.

But suddenly firing three shots at once, it was undoubtedly a catastrophic disaster for Baiheng City.

"If the star alignment array can be modified, what’s difficult about a small trigger mechanism.

"Cang Ji, your Yangxiang Race can never learn humility and courtesy!"

After opening the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon, Yunluozi shook his head and returned to the ground.

"Here, I want to vindicate Xu Baiyan from Divine Land.

"Her recognizing a traitor as family is to accomplish Divine Land’s grand plan.

"Xu Baiyan’s spirit of bearing humiliation and heavy burdens deserves to be learned by every young person in Divine Land.

"As for the identity of the Thunder Race, that’s already in the past, the Thunder Race has ceased to exist for 1000 years.

"We should thank Xu Baiyan."

The second shot of the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon had already descended upon Baiheng City.

Meanwhile, Yunluozi openly vindicated Xu Baiyan.

In Jing Niao City.

Su Qingfeng had already awakened Xu Baiyan.

She looked at the two light screens with a fixed gaze.

Finally, success.

After enduring so many cruel costs, Yuan Xingzi’s plan finally succeeded.

And her own charge was finally cleared.

At that moment, Xu Baiyan did not cry.

She thought she would be very excited, but unexpectedly felt exceptionally calm inside.

In the distance, many human martial artists felt a bit guilty.

Especially the Eighth-Grade who had been blasted away by Su Qingfeng earlier, he dared not even look at Su Qingfeng.

Almost ruined the great plan of the Divine Land.

Of course, this crucial moment is not the time to apologize to Xu Baiyan. Let’s wait until the war is over.

Yao Chenqing nodded, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

Su Ganqing still remained expressionless.

While Yang Lezhi cried his heart out.

When the whole Divine Land was cursing Xu Baiyan, Yang Lezhi wanted to delete all the posts. He frantically tried to clear Xu Baiyan’s name, but no one really believed him.

Now that the truth is out, he too can breathe a sigh of relief.

"Sis, the truth is out!"

Su Yue clenched his fists tightly.

To be honest, he wanted to cry too.

The misunderstanding and exoneration, a light word from others, but aside from his sister, no one could truly understand that kind of pain.

Being an undercover agent is indeed the most painful job in the world.

Hopefully, time can wash away all the pain.

But the current war is no longer a level he can participate in.

"Xu Baiyan, you..."

Cang Ji gazed at Xu Baiyan from afar.

His heart was like being cut by a knife.

It turned out that everything was false.

All was but a mirage.

And Xu Baiyan had never once looked Cang Ji in the eye. She felt disgusted.

Military Department Command Room!

"Yuan Longhan, you and I are irreconcilable!"

The mist flickered as Qingchudong gritted his teeth.

"You and I have long been irreconcilable!"

Yuan Longhan looked at the mist without expression.

Destroying Baiheng City was more useful than destroying ten Jing Niao Cities.

The war in the Divine Land this time could be considered killing with a borrowed knife.

Using Cang Ji’s knife, it stabbed deeply into the heart of the Yangxiang Race. Although it wouldn’t be a fatal blow, it would certainly cause serious harm to the Yangxiang Race’s vital energy.

"Qingchudong, the thunder slurry is coming again. Today, only Grandmasters can survive in Baiheng City. With so many people dead, how will you compensate us!"

The Steel Bone Race pinnacle angrily denounced Qingchudong.

Their recent enmity with the Yangxiang Race was deep.

This event must first be taken responsibility for by the Yangxiang Race, even if attacking the Divine Land in the future still requires grabbing a scapegoat now.

In fact, the Eight Races of the Wet Realm, each had their own agendas, and they could never unite to attack the Divine Land.

After all, some races had nothing to gain.

The other races were also weighing their options.

If they occupied the earth, only the Yangxiang Race would grow rapidly, so using the earth to restrain the Yangxiang Race was also a wartime strategy for them.

The Eight Races of the Wet Realm were not foolish to have survived through the iteration of countless races.

They now only wanted to plague the Yangxiang Race.

Due to a group of pinnacles gathered in the sky above Baiheng City, the mist was somewhat noisy.

"Sorry to interrupt, but maybe you’re overthinking.

"Today in Baiheng City, apart from pinnacles, even Eighth and Ninth Grades will find it hard to survive."

Yuan Longhan calmly shook his head and added another sentence.

"What?"

An Yushan was stunned.

She had been shocked to numbness by Yuan Longhan’s repeated bold moves.

But now, did the Marshal mean to kill Eighth and Ninth Grades?

What a joke.

The Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon couldn’t even achieve that.

"Yuan Longhan, you’re relea... Golden Bamboo Cave... what are you doing, why are you attacking my disciple..."

...

Baiheng City.

The second wave of thunder slurry rain was still pouring down continuously.

Baiheng City was a special city; whether it was the city gates or the city walls, they were made of special expensive materials, even adorned with defensive imprints applied by the pinnacles of the Eight Races.

Even a pinnacle would need some time to breach these walls.

Baiheng City was fortified, not to defend against the human race, but to defend against the Eight Races of the Wet Realm. No single race, even if mad, could break through the gates in a short time.

This caused a problem.

Although it was difficult for external forces to attack in, if chaos erupted inside, it would be a dream for those within to escape.

Moreover, for security reasons, the city gate was pitifully small.

Although there were hundreds of Martial Artists stepping over the ground covered in white bones, as they escaped, the number of bones increased, and the gate was completely blocked.

Relative to casualties in the billions, a few hundred people couldn’t even be counted.

Nine Clan Venerables were still devising plans, but although it was the Yangxiang Race’s responsibility, two pinnacles had come, assuming some responsibility.

But suddenly.

Golden Bamboo Cave, holding Yuan Xingzi, began to fiercely attack those Eighth and Ninth Grade Martial Artists.

In the haste, Golden Bamboo Cave instantly killed one Ninth Grade, two Eighth Grades.

"I can’t control myself!"

Golden Bamboo Cave roared.

"You’ve held me for so long, haven’t you felt the aura of the [Dao Yuan Disintegration]!"

After Golden Bamboo Cave shouted, yet another voice emerged from his mouth.

Dao Yuan Disintegration.

Disintegrating a Ninth Grade Martial Artist, at the cost of shattering their body, could possess a pinnacle for a short time.

The possession time was about 10 seconds.

Rumble!

At some point, Yuan Xingzi’s clothes fluttered in the wind on the long dragon.

Yuan Xingzi’s body had turned into wisps of cyan smoke, leaving nothing behind.

No, that’s not right.

He left behind segments of legend!

This unparalleled battle technique can only be used once because it requires sacrificing one’s life, leaving not even a corpse.

...

Divine Land Command Room.

Yuan Longhan stood up, solemnly saluting.

Tears shimmered in his eyes.

...

Two Chapters today, headache.