Hua Wuyan’s negotiation, if heard by anyone else, would have made it seem as though humanity was cowardly and afraid of death, unwilling to perish so soon, and hoping to cling to survival.
Even if that meant living without dignity.
On the Dragonman side, rather than letting humanity’s Guardian die, they preferred to suppress them like the Kirin Soul.
This was to prevent a sudden emergence of a super-strong human who might one day seek revenge for their home realm.
Do not forget, in the ancient era, interactions between the human realm and other void planes were very frequent.
So it was certain that humanity did not exist only in the human realm—there must be others in other worlds.
The Dragomans themselves had seen them.
Naturally, they wanted to prevent such a scenario.
When Hua Wuyan voluntarily proposed such terms, how could the Dragomans not be tempted?
Thus, the agreement was set.
To prevent Hua Wuyan from playing tricks, Heavenly Venerate Xia planted a demon seed inside her body.
Normally, a War God would not fall for such a thing.
But to make the Dragomans take the bait, Hua Wuyan willingly accepted the demon seed.
Once planted, it would, like Feng Yucheng, turn her into a vessel for the demon seed, making her a tool for the Dragomans to invade other dimensions.
To break free by one’s own power was nearly impossible, unless by death.
“Humanity’s Guardian!
We have abided by the agreement and fully withdrawn our forces from the star domain!
All the strength of my Sixth Expeditionary Army, except for Heavenly Venerable Na’s division guarding the rift and the hidden Heaven Exalt Lin, is gathered here!
Now, it is time for you to fulfill your promise!”
Heavenly Venerate Xia’s voice echoed across the Cangqiong Ridge.
The Dragoman army and the human realm coalition—all eyes turned to Hua Wuyan, the extraordinary Guardian.
Hua Wuyan, holding a walking stick, stepped forward step by step to the edge of the airspace-restricting formation.
Behind her stood Shen Qingshan, Dongfang Shuo, Xiao Yunlei, Shangguan Yingtai, Sword Master, Li Chengqian, Chen Jing, Wu Yue, Long Yang, the Four Demon Ancestors, the Second-Generation Ancestor, the Two Demon Kings Heng and Ha…
Thousands of humans and demons had come to see her off.
“Senior Hua!” someone called out.
Hua Wuyan did not turn around, only smiled and said,
“Children, live on. To live is to have hope…”
At that moment, her figure seemed even more stooped and aged, as if the weight of time had suddenly crushed her vitality.
Once she left the airspace-restricting zone, Hua Wuyan slowly rose into the air.
The human coalition watched as she stood alone high above, facing the ferocious Dragoman expeditionary force by herself.
She was a War God revered by all, yet she was also an elderly woman on the verge of death, bearing everything for the creatures of the human realm.
Heavenly Venerate Xia smirked, his two pairs of wings fluttering as he flew slowly toward Hua Wuyan.
In his hand, he held a pitch-black chain.
You were no stranger to this item.
It was the Soul-Shackling Lock.
“Humanity’s Guardian, will you end yourself, or shall I help you?”
Hua Wuyan shot him a cold glare.
“A witch has her own way of dying. Do not touch me with your filthy hands!”
Heavenly Venerate Xia shrugged, unhurried, motioning as if to say, “As you wish.”
Hua Wuyan then took out a small clay pot containing a bubbling purple liquid.
“This is a poison I brewed myself. In theory, it can kill a War God. But unfortunately, no War God has ever let me test it. Today, I shall test it with my own life, haha…”
She scooped up a spoonful and drank it down.
On the ground, inside the airspace-restricting formation, countless eyes reddened.
“Guardian!”
“Senior Hua!”
“Are we just going to watch like this?!”
“I can’t stand it! Let me die in her place!”
“We cannot go out! This is God Yi’s order!”
“Where is God Yi?! Why isn’t he here today?!”
At that moment, you were also witnessing all this.
But you stood farther away, to avoid raising any suspicion from the Dragomans.
“Senior Hua…”
This was the plan Hua Wuyan had devised.
You had initially disagreed.
Whether out of personal sentiment or considering the need for her in the Seven Radiance Immortal Formation.
But Hua Wuyan told you that her remaining lifespan was less than a year.
In such a short time, Li Lingyue could not possibly break through to War God.
Even if she lived until next year, the Seven Radiance Immortal Formation still could not be executed.
So rather than that, it was better to use her life to trick all the Dragoman forces in the star domain into coming down.
Now, your goal had been achieved. Hua Wuyan could have survived, but with the demon seed planted and her lifespan nearly spent, she willingly chose a death she found suitable.
This would also make the Dragoman army completely let their guard down, without any suspicion.
Hua Wuyan ingested her own poison.
But after all, she was a War God—the poison alone was hard to kill her.
So she had to circulate her energy, amplify the poison’s effects, and actively direct it to attack her vital points.
Only then did she barely manage to end her own life.
Hua Wuyan’s aged body fell from the sky.
Sword Master and others moved together, wanting to rush out of the formation to catch her corpse.
But Shen Qingshan used the Star River Divine Art to pin them in place, and only Shen Qingshan himself rushed out.
After catching Hua Wuyan’s body, Shen Qingshan returned with it to the airspace-restricting formation.
Just then, the sound of chains rattling came from the air.
Hua Wuyan’s soul had been trapped by the Soul-Shackling Lock.
Confirming success, Heavenly Venerate Xia dropped all pretense on the spot.
“Hahaha!!! Humanity’s Guardian! How naive you all are! Our realm has been preparing for this war for years, and it was never just for a supply point!
Now, your War-God-level strength has been reduced by one more, your Guardian is suppressed, and your luck has plummeted. If not now, when will you fall?
All troops, hear my command!
Deploy all war weapons, advance at full speed, and raze the entire human realm!
Level Cangqiong Ridge to the ground first!!”
Demon spirit armies, otherworldly war beasts, massive destructive weapons, magical cannon…
Countless instruments of war descended like dumplings from the sky, preparing to storm the remaining forces within the airspace-restricting formation.
Shen Qingshan pointed at the sky and roared,
“Dragomans! You break your word! How despicable! You—”
Heavenly Venerate Xia withdrew to a high altitude, overlooking the scene, smirking coldly.
“Shen Ancestor, this is war!
Do I need to teach you that all is fair in war?
I just never imagined you would truly be so naive and easy to fool.
I thought there might be some trickery, but it went so smoothly. What a waste of a valuable high-grade demon seed, haha!!”
Facing the overwhelming and menacing Dragoman army, everyone in the human coalition knew—
This was the final battle.
The likely outcome would be the complete annihilation of the human coalition.
Just as everyone braced themselves for death, ready to fight to the last,
[A slightly lecherous and smug voice rang out from all directions, from every corner between heaven and earth...]
[Resounding!]
["Testing, testing, is the artifact spirit there? Artifact spirit? I am Myriad Soul Banner, Myriad Soul Banner! The most extraordinary, the mightiest, and the most ballsy super immortal artifact in the history of the human realm!"]
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
