Chapter 1094 - 357: A Broken Peak Expert

Everyone on the battlefield saluted Yuan Xingzi from a distance.

Everyone heard the roar of the Golden Bamboo Cave, and everyone knew that it was Yuan Xingzi who burned everything he had to possess the Golden Bamboo Cave for a few seconds.

In the final moments of his life, Yuan Xingzi continued his frenzied slaughter of the Eighth-Grade and Ninth-Grade alien races.

Yuan Xingzi controlled the ultimate physical body to kill, and the other ultimates were furious, wanting to join forces to suppress the body of the Golden Bamboo Cave.

Unfortunately, they underestimated Yuan Xingzi’s madness.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

An unprecedented clash erupted in the sky over Baiheng City, like nuclear bombs exploding. Although the Eighth-Grade and Ninth-Grade tried to escape, they were ultimately too late. Under Yuan Xingzi’s pursuit, he beheaded three Ninth-Grade and six Eighth-Grade.

"Damn it, you all better be gentle, don’t damage my body!"

The Golden Bamboo Cave was also trying various ways to regain control of the body. Unfortunately, Yuan Xingzi’s peerless battle tactics were too terrifying. He frantically sought methods, ultimately only regaining some ability to speak.

Damn Yuan Xingzi.

And those other ultimates—they are not good people either.

They used the excuse of stopping Yuan Xingzi’s madness to crazily attack his own body.

Yet Yuan Xingzi abandoned all defense, only flickering in the air, relentlessly chasing after the Ninth-Grade Martial Artists.

In such slaughter, the body of the Golden Bamboo Cave was already riddled with holes.

He was enraged to the point of madness.

You kill people, but I am the one who suffers, how unjust.

Even though he is an ultimate, he is injured to such an extent. He doesn’t know how much it will cost to recover.

"Everyone, go easy, just block the Wuwen Race, there’s no need to go all out against the body of the Golden Bamboo Cave!"

Qingchudong urgently shouted.

He strongly suspected that the other races’ ultimates were settling old scores.

When they attacked the Golden Bamboo Cave, it was as if they were hunting down the murderer of their father.

"Hmph, Qingchudong, you still have the face to speak? How many Grandmasters of the Four-armed Race have died? Your Yangxiang Race must apologize!"

"That’s right, if it weren’t for your Yangxiang Race provoking the Wuwen Race, how would Baiheng City have suffered such a catastrophe."

"I even suspect this is a grand scheme orchestrated by your Yangxiang Race!"

The Grandmasters hurled accusations at Qingchudong while attacking the Golden Bamboo Cave.

"Calm down everyone, stop fighting. Restrain yourselves; don’t hit the crotch. What are you up to?"

The Golden Bamboo Cave, an honorable ultimate, had never endured such humiliation.

Chased and beaten by a group of ultimates, and he couldn’t even defend himself. The injuries suffered this time may not heal completely for 10 years.

Both peaches are about to be smashed!

In the Eight Races Sacred Land, such a scene of a group of ultimates chasing and beating one had never occurred before.

"Wuwen Race, get out of here!"

The Golden Bamboo Cave didn’t have the time to roar in anger. He could only use all his Qi Blood to expel Yuan Xingzi as soon as possible.

Ground of Baiheng City.

It had already turned into purgatory. As far as the eye could see, there were white bones strewn everywhere, a horrifying sight.

Baiheng City had become a Bone Purgatory.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the depths of the clouds echoed with the muffled sound of thunder again.

The third shot of the Extreme Dao Spiritual Cannon had also fully descended.

The last batch of survivors in Baiheng City had also embarked on their journey to hell.

As for those Eighth-Grade and Ninth-Grade not yet killed, they all fled outside Baiheng City, with Yuan Xingzi maneuvering the Golden Bamboo Cave, trapped in the middle by several ultimates, with all escape routes sealed.

Of course, the Golden Bamboo Cave was already covered in blood, heavily wounded.

This was the most miserable calamity since he had broken through to become an ultimate.

"Stop fighting, everyone, that Wuwen Race only briefly possessed, when the time is up, he’ll dissipate into nothingness on his own!

"Regarding the incident in Baiheng City this time, Qingchudong will certainly give everyone an explanation.

"Rest assured, I can quickly restore Baiheng City to its former prosperity. Please believe in the strength of the Yangxiang Race!"

Qingchudong stood before the ultimates, explaining with a cold face.

This time, the Shen Zhou Daoist Sect’s sudden strike truly left the Yangxiang Race in a sorry state.

He wanted to bite Yuan Longhan to death.

"There’s no chance now!

"Baiheng City’s prosperity was due to its unique geographical position, not far from any race.

"But looking at other guardian cities, none offers such a favorable position!"

The Golden Bamboo Cave suddenly spoke.

This time, it wasn’t an enraged voice but a calm and indifferent old tone.

It was Yuan Xingzi.

"You beast, you caused monstrous sins in Baiheng City; you will never find peace after your death!"

Qingchudong pointed at the Golden Bamboo Cave’s nose and cursed.

He was almost driven mad with anger.

Such a calamity destroyed plans laid by the Yangxiang Race over decades and deepened the enmity between the Eight Races.

"Hmph, war is a matter of life and death, and my biggest regret is not having the chance to see the Divine Land strike at the Eight Races Sacred Land.

"But I believe the Divine Land can definitely accomplish it!

"As for Baiheng City, it no longer has a reason to exist."

As Yuan Xingzi’s voice fell, the body of the Golden Bamboo Cave now emanated a layer of dazzling radiance, flickering and eerie!

"Damn it, that beast intends to destroy the Spiritual Spring of Baiheng City. He must be stopped!"

Qingchudong’s pupils shrank as he suddenly sobered up.

"It’s unstoppable, there’s no chance anymore!"

Yuan Xingzi gently shook his head.

Even though eight ultimates blocked all escape routes, the body of the Golden Bamboo Cave vanished on the spot.

The next moment, he appeared above a ruin on the ground.

"Damn it, it’s a teleportation. That beast left a coordinate at the Spiritual Spring in advance."

Seeing the Golden Bamboo Cave disappear, Qingchudong was so enraged he nearly fainted.

Every step was insidious, every step poisonous.

This old beast from Divine Land, why is he so cunning.

The speed of the ultimates was not slow, to say the least.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast they were, they couldn’t be faster than Yuan Xingzi’s hands.

Rumble!

Rumble!

An indescribable, terrifying pillar of light shattered the skies full of dark clouds, as straight as a spear piercing the heavens. Wave after wave of terrifying Qi surged outward, scattering the ground with white bones, turning them into white ash.

Crack, crack, crack!

At the same time, cracks on the ground spread wildly. From a bird’s eye view, the entire Baiheng City seemed like the surface of a volcano about to erupt, with alarming flows of magma everywhere.

Boom, boom, boom!

Sometime later, four or five terrifying hurricanes rolled up in the sky. They twisted like enormous, menacing serpents, leaving chaos in their wake. No matter if it was ash or debris, everything was swallowed into the hurricanes, ground to primitive powder.

The pillar of light destroyed the Spiritual Spring.

The cracks devoured Baiheng City’s land.

And the hurricanes chewed everything on the surface to shreds.

Baiheng City was destroyed!

The budding symbol of peace for the Eight Races was uprooted by Yuan Xingzi, and even the soil for its growth was utterly ravaged.

From now on, the Eight Races of the humid realms could never have such favorable conditions.

The eight pinnacle masters watched helplessly as the Spiritual Spring was destroyed, utterly powerless to stop it.

Qingchudong was so furious his mind went blank.

He couldn’t fathom how things escalated to this point no matter how hard he thought.

...

"Good news!

"The Zhao Qi Corps’ late General Lin Dongqi, Beiwu Xu Baiyan, Shen Zhou Daoist Sect’s Yuan Xingzi, and Shen Zhou Daoist Sect’s Yunluozi jointly destroyed Baiheng City.

"In this battle, over a billion Martial Artists of different races were slaughtered, countless Grandmasters were killed, and seven Ninth-Grade Martial Artists were slain.

"May the Divine Land’s fortune prosper, may the Divine Land remain invincible, and may the people of the Divine Land live in peace and joy forever!"

...

In the chaos, Yuan Xingzi’s voice echoed across the sky.

Lin Dongqi was the initiator of the plan.

Xu Baiyan was the most crucial part of the plan.

Yunluozi was the key to unleashing the second and third cannon.

That’s why their names were in the victory report.

"I want you to live in despair, come out!"

Just as Yuan Xingzi finished speaking, Jinzhudong’s enraged voice sounded again.

Indeed.

He regained control over his physical body.

He hysterically cursed Yuan Xingzi, unwilling to let him die so easily, wanting to torture Yuan Xingzi for a lifetime.

Sadly.

Yuan Xingzi’s body had long been gone without a trace.

All Jinzhudong could do was shout in frustration.

Crash!

At that moment, a pinnacle master of the Steel Bone Race slapped Jinzhudong’s face, nearly shattering his skull.

This was a deadly strike.

"What are you doing? I’ve already escaped from the possession state."

Jinzhudong with crimson eyes glared venomously at the pinnacle master of the Steel Bone Race.

"I don’t care if you’ve escaped or not, I just want to hit you, I even want to kill you.

"Your Yangxiang Race, prepare to bear the wrath of the Seven Races!"

Boom!

The pinnacle master of the Steel Bone Race dealt another blow to Jinzhudong and left Baiheng City furiously.

How could he not be enraged?

Even if everyone was killed, now there was not even a body to collect.

This debt must first be settled with the Yangxiang Race.

...

Jing Niao City battlefield!

All the Martial Artists maintained a salute posture, some even with tears streaming down their faces.

Upon hearing Yuan Xingzi’s final victory report, their hearts were filled with passion and pride.

In everyone’s hearts, there arose a sense of mission.

Whether strong or weak.

We are all striving and sacrificing for our country.

Yuan Xingzi didn’t even leave behind a body.

Even his ashes scattered on foreign lands, he drained the last drop of his blood for the Divine Land, stood guard for its future until his last breath.

Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang were already sobbing.

Martial Artists who haven’t experienced war directly can’t understand Yuan Xingzi’s sentiment, but having survived death themselves, they understand this feeling.

"If my life reaches its end, I too want to be like Senior Yuan Xingzi, shedding my last drop of blood for my country!"

Meng Yang clenched his fists tightly.

"Senior Yuan Xingzi, I will remember you forever!"

Su Yue was also in tears.

He was proud to be born in the Divine Land, proud to fight side by side with Yuan Xingzi.

Xu Baiyan showed no expression, her pupils revealed a complex emotion.

Su Qingfeng patted his daughter’s shoulder.

Such matters are still too complex for young people.

Maybe in everyone’s eyes, Yuan Xingzi was a hero who died for the country, but for Xu Baiyan, he ruined her life.

"Cang Ji, be prepared to die!"

Zhao Qian’en shook the Roaring Divine Spear in his hand, his face full of disdain.

His mortal enemy, finally reaching the end of his life.

"Senior brother, I...ugh..."

From afar, a scream rang out, and you saw a Ninth-Grade body fall to the ground!

...

"Good news!

"Zhenqin Corps’ Wang Yetao and the cabinet’s Bai Jinghao successfully killed Ninth-Grade Qing Gai!

"The Divine Land Iron Army, invincible in battle!"

...

Bai Jinghao’s voice echoed in the vast sky.