Chapter 424: World War Unfinished
Canyon battlefield, middle road, towards Xuanyong Highlands.

In the deep twilight, under the afterglow of the setting sun, a long row of human shadows were reflected.

That was Jing, Meng Tian, ​​and his four guards after their "defeat". Of course, there were also Dongfang Yao and Sun Bin, who were either carrying or being carried in the middle.

This battle completely devastated this group of black and white chess members who had always been known as the elites of Jixia. Even if they survived by chance, they inevitably fell into a state of deep coma. Among them, Sun Bin was carried by Meng Tian's four guards, while Dongfang Yao was naturally carried on the shoulders of his sister Jing.

The group walked slowly towards the Xuanyong Plateau. Under the glow of the setting sun, one could clearly see that they were all injured to varying degrees, especially Meng Tian's four guards, who obviously staggered in their steps.

An hour ago, they managed to dodge Wang Yao's sudden and swift attack. However, the terrifying thing was that the aftermath of the explosion caused by his skill was so powerful that it injured Meng Tian's four guards.

"Hiss, the wound is bleeding again. Hey, can you guys in front walk slower?"

"Fuck, you're the only one injured, right?"

"Damn it, I'm so angry!"

"That's right. When has our great Jixia Academy ever suffered such humiliation?!"

Even though they were injured by the aftermath, and even though facts proved that they had indeed failed, in the face of inevitable failure, these Meng Tian guards, who had always been arrogant, were still indignant.

"That guy named Wang Yao is nothing!"

"That's right. As long as the four of us cooperate with Lord Meng Tian's third skill, it will be easy to defeat that guy with our collective attack!"

"That's right, and what's more, our Lord Jing is here too!"

"I can't understand why we should kill that bastard at all costs just for the crime of insulting the great sage Xiaoyao Huanmeng!"

In the eyes of the guards, this current "escape" was shameful and incomprehensible.

In fact, these voices that seemed to be just "private discussions" were actually complaints to Meng Tian and Jing who were walking in front, because their voices were so loud that they were no longer private communications.

"Have you said enough?!"

click-

With the sound of metal boots rubbing against the ground, Meng Tian seemed to have finally lost his patience and stopped according to the guards' wishes. He turned around, and his majestic gaze immediately made everyone behind him quiet.

All the guards lowered their heads quickly, avoiding eye contact with each other, to show their humility: "Sir, please calm down. We, we just don't understand why we have to escape. This is really a disgrace to the reputation of our Jixia Academy!"

"idiot."

Before Meng Tian could scold him, a cold snort came from the other side unexpectedly.

But with a "bang", Jing threw his unconscious brother Dongfang Yao on his shoulder to the ground without mercy, then walked to the side of the road, sat on a stone with his long legs crossed, and glanced at the soldiers as if they were idiots.

In fact, Meng Tian's guards were not ordinary soldiers in the canyon. They were all the children of the powerful and noble families from the Jixia faction. More importantly, they were all reserve candidates for heroes! When the time was right, some of them would be promoted to the new generation of heroes by the Jixia Academy at any time. In this respect, they were fundamentally different from ordinary soldiers who could never step into the upper echelons!

But even so, in front of the arrogant Jing, they were still worse than pigs, so Jing did not hide his contempt for these guards at this moment.

"After such a long standoff, can't you see that even though we have the advantage in numbers and Wang Yao is also injured in many places, there is still a huge gap in strength between our two sides?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd exploded.

"Master Jing, are you kidding me?"

"How. How is it possible?!"

"Didn't you say at the time that Wang Yao was not in good condition and that these were lies?"

"Is that so, Lord Meng Tian?"

The four guards all looked at Meng Tian in horror or disbelief. To them, the words of the closer Meng Tian seemed more credible. Although he was reluctant to admit it, Meng Tian finally sighed and said, "That's right. Even if Jing and I join forces and try our best, I'm afraid the chance of winning is only 40%."

The more skilled the fighters are, the more clearly they can realize the gap between themselves and their enemies. Although they had never fought Wang Yao head-on, just based on the power of Wang Yao's last attack, Meng Tian and Jing could still see that Wang Yao's full strength was extremely terrifying!

If one wants to kill a [Demigod] level hero, one must at least gather 4 heroes like them who have reached the peak of the [Legend] level. What's even more terrifying is that after Wang Yao was promoted to [Demigod], he actually underwent further qualitative changes and sublimation in this war against Xuan Yong.

Wang Yao is now close to being able to compete with one of the three legendary sages of Jixia Academy, but this person regards Jixia Academy as his mortal enemy.
"He is becoming Death, the destroyer of worlds."

As if possessed by some strange force, Meng Tian looked up at the afterglow in the sky, muttering something like this, silently recalling the confrontation just now, when Wang Yao's seemingly inactive sitting posture seemed to have a tendency to slowly recover his blood and energy. Only a group of guards were left, disheveled in the wind, and gradually began to shiver instinctively because of the fear that they realized belatedly!

It was not until this moment that the guards seemed to realize that they had just walked through the gate of hell. The funny thing was that a second ago, they were still delusionally dreaming of defeating Wang Yao!

Recalling the time when they faced the silver-haired man on the battlefield and the blood-red eyes on the hideous ghost mask, the guards suddenly felt that the evening breeze, which should have been relatively warm, was actually a little creepy and strange.

After a while, Meng Tian seemed to have come to his senses and continued to say something that shocked all the guards: "Moreover, even if we have a 100% chance of winning, Jing and I will never attack Wang Yao."

Can’t do it? You must be joking!
A guard instinctively jumped up and yelled incoherently: "Why?!"

Meng Tian slowly darkened his face and said in a secretive manner: "Something happened, and it was because of this that the great sages specifically told me one thing before I left, that is: Wang Yao, you must not die!"

"Can't die? What does that mean? Lord Meng Tian, ​​what on earth happened? How could Wang Yao make all the great sages endorse him?!" another guard asked impatiently.

To be honest, everyone present was not only shocked, but also jealous. You know, the three giants of Jixia are the actual rulers of this world, their every word is an oracle, no one dares to disobey, and now the three great sages are willing to endorse Wang Yao, which basically means that Wang Yao is now completely free from the constraints of anything and is a supreme being who can walk sideways on the continent!
So, why did they come all the way to Xuanyong? And what exactly did they just face? An enemy? A friend?
The guards were down, confused, and desperate for answers.

However, before Meng Tian could reply, Jing spoke again, coldly interrupting their conversation: "As for that matter, just mind your own business."

The soldiers felt as if they were poured with a bucket of ice water.

Under Jing's chilling gaze, the soldiers realized that they had asked too many questions without realizing it. Having been born and raised in Jixia since childhood, they knew one thing very well: there are many things in the world that only the dead can know!
Glancing coldly at the frightened guards, Jing said indifferently: "If you reservists still want to live to see the day when you become heroes, I advise you to throw your damn curiosity into the river to feed the crabs. Do you understand?"

After saying that, the stern silver-haired beauty stood up and said, "Let's go, the break time is over."

The team set off again.

However, this time, there was no more complaining voices from before, only a slightly eerie silence, and Jing and Meng Tian walked far ahead of the guards, as if they were intentionally avoiding their subordinates.

"You know very well that we heroes only need to follow orders. There are many things we shouldn't ask or say. You've become too close to these soldiers."

Jing looked straight ahead without looking sideways, nor at Meng Tian, ​​but just said this lightly.

Meng Tian beside him smiled bitterly subconsciously. He naturally understood what Jing meant: "Thank you for your reminder. I haven't forgotten our duty as heroes. It's just Jing."

Meng Tian looked up at the setting sun in the distance with an indescribable look in his eyes. “Aren’t you curious at all about what happened that made all the great sages unanimously ask us to invite Wang Yao to the Tower of the Sun? You know, he is the Demon King, the destroyer of the order that Jixia Academy has worked so hard to establish over thousands of years!”

It turned out that, not to mention the guards behind them, even Jing and Meng Tian had no idea what was going on! In fact, their mission from beginning to end was only one; that was to stop the "unauthorized" black and white chess team from encircling and killing Wang Yao, and to get Wang Yao to the Sun Tower. However, they never expected that what they saw was the scene of the entire black and white chess team being slaughtered.
Of course, in response to Meng Tian's question, Jing remained firm and said, "I don't want to know."

At last, as if he sensed something, he subconsciously turned around and looked at the silver-haired woman behind him, and said something lightly.

"I only know that Xuan Yong is finished this time."

at the same time.

Hundreds of miles away behind Jing and Meng Tian.

The world is in a state of mourning!

The boundless sky was rumbling at this moment, surrounded by the roaring thunder. Endless black clouds seemed to have grown out of thin air, violently surging towards the direction of Xuanyong Plateau, like the giant claws of an ancient demon god spread out to cover the sky, slowly grabbing an ant on the ground with a terrifying momentum that was enough to suffocate a mortal.

And below, like a rising tide, the Federation Army, which spread across the entire skyline and was as dark as a tide, was also slowly approaching the Xuanyong Third Road Highland under the leadership of a white-haired man wearing a dark blue raincoat and a ghost mask on his face.
This protracted battle between the two forces has not yet ended completely with the death battle between the heroes of both sides!
(End of this chapter)