"Hurry up and go!"

Suddenly, Nangong Shui, trapped in the siege, unleashed a fierce offensive. After killing the archer, he faced the crowd’s onslaught with all his might.

However, amidst the strong forces of the Heavenly Punishment Alliance, Nangong Shui’s cultivation was indeed difficult to withstand everyone’s attacks.

The slaughter shook the heavens, blood flowed like rivers; this was the typical state of the Wolong Mountain Range now...

When the battle reached its climax, the Heavenly Punishment Alliance was finally pushed back forcefully. Beiming Yu displayed astounding combat power, ruthlessly suppressing Taihuang Demon. With a flick of a finger, a strand of melody could kill dozens of powerful cultivators!

Among the mountains, countless were dead and wounded, the intense stench of blood permeated every inch of space in the void, until Jia Zhenjing and others exerted their strength, fully suppressing Taihuang Demon and the others. At the headquarters in front of South Heavenly Gate, it was unknown how many people had died!

Looking at the ground filled with corpses and the dense smell of blood, all four Blazing Angels were bloodthirsty, almost everyone had suffered injuries to varying degrees. Of the over two thousand strong Heavenly Punishment Alliance, they managed to kill five or six hundred powerful cultivators under the frenzied bombardment of the South Heavenly Gate lunatics.

Shen Kong of the Divine Sky Sect knew these people were already at their last gasp. Continuing the attack would only result in mutual destruction, especially with the South Heavenly Gate people all injured. These wounds couldn’t stop them while fighting.

Once resting for a few hours, the coagulating blood on their bodies would stiffen and cause immense pain when they moved. Some had already been pushed to the brink of life. After a few hours of rest, who knows if they’d be able to stand again...

After defeating the Heavenly Punishment Alliance, South Heavenly Gate suffered severe damage. The dead were dead, the injured were injured. They all knew that another great battle was unavoidable, even a nightmare for everyone!

At this moment, Nangong Bing was also shaken by the scene in front of her, including everyone!

The scene was in shambles, wails everywhere. Half of the Shadow Group’s hundreds were dead, of Hidden Kill’s thirty-six warriors with fiery spirits, less than sixteen could walk now!

Ming Zhan’s seventy-two had already died more than half... Everyone was hanging by a thread, sluggish and dispirited, mentally drained, emotionally tense. Faces were pale.

Supported by Jia Zhenjing and the old man, Nangong Shui barely made his way in front of the pale-faced Nangong Bing. He tried to reach out to touch her face, but unfortunately, his primordial energy was heavily depleted. Even lifting his hand seemed so difficult...

"Hehe, I’m still alive! We’re all still alive."

Nangong Shui grinned, but the smile carried a hint of bitterness. Nangong Bing felt deep pain, crystalline tears rolled down.

She stepped forward and threw herself into Nangong Shui’s arms, tears pouring down. At that moment, she truly felt heartache, heartache for her father.

"Alright. Alright. So many people are still watching, do you want to let everyone see you like this?"

Nangong Shui tried hard to comfort her.

"Damn it! At a time like this, why are they having an emotional moment?"

Jia Zhenjing couldn’t take the father-daughter sentiment and quickly turned away, ignoring them.

Dream Chanji, with disheveled gray hair, began organizing the scene. The upcoming life-and-death battle might decide the future of South Heavenly Gate!

"Are you guys alright?"

Dream Chanji walked to Zhan Long and Chen Bubai, looking at their wounds still bleeding. Dream Chanji felt quite sorry for the two of them.

They were trained by Dream Chanji himself, greatly aiding the Ability Group. But today, they continued following him into life-and-death battles!

"Don’t worry, we won’t die." Zhan Long managed a bitter smile.

Chen Bubai wiped the blood from his mouth, stood up, and his cold face rarely revealed a slight smile: "No one has yet born who can make Chen Bubai accept defeat willingly."

"Haha~ Very well, very well! No cowards in the Ability Group! I truly didn’t misjudge the two of you!"

Dream Chanji vigorously slapped their shoulders.

......

At this moment, Mu Yang, Phantom, Zhang Xixi, and several other women were also exhausted. Nerves were tense, not daring to relax for a moment.

"Brother Lin, I hope you come back quickly!"

Zhang Xixi watched Nangong Bing so saddened, tears shimmering in her eyes...

Mu Yang came forward and hugged her, trying hard to comfort her.

After resting for two hours, the nightmare once again gripped everyone’s tense nerves.

Initially, Nangong Shui intended to escort Nangong Bing and a few other women down the mountain, but alas, she refused to leave. Insisted on sharing the hardship with South Heavenly Gate, in the end, Nangong Shui was furious.

The Heavenly Punishment Alliance began its mighty second round of attacks.

This time, all of them were top figures from various sects and teachings. Including three great families, they also joined.

Dozens of major and minor forces worldwide in Huaxia invaded.

"Dream, I wonder if there’s something I should say or not?"

At that moment, Jia Zhenjing lit a cigarette, squinting as he enjoyed it, walking to Dream Chanji.

"What’s the matter?" Dream Chanji’s eyes were filled with confusion.

"Actually, nothing much. Ever since you took the helm of the Ability Group. Logically speaking, you no longer have any ties with Blazing Angel. This time of South Heavenly Gate’s suffering, with Ability Group, it doesn’t even count as hair. Do you think it’s worth it to help South Heavenly Gate like this? Have you ever regretted it?"

Jia Zhenjing took a couple of puffs. Dream Chanji beckoned with his finger, gesturing to have a couple of puffs of the cigarette tail.

"Old Jia, let me address this matter with you thoroughly now. If I tell you clearly that I have no regrets, would you believe it?"

Exhaling smoke rings deeply, Dream Chanji looked up at the sky, eyes deep, seemingly reminiscing certain past events. Suddenly, he smiled, gazing at the sky: "You say, if I hadn’t left Blazing Angel for the Ability Group back then, would I have died in the Greece Wilderness?"

"You wouldn’t!"

The old man came over, answering Dream Chanji’s question.

Dream Chanji tilted his head, smiled, and said: "How do you know I wouldn’t?"

The old man beckoned with his finger, took the cigarette tail from his hand, and took two puffs, squinting as smoke stung his eyes: "We haven’t died, so how would you? Besides, if you had actually been involved in the Greece Wilderness battle, your legs wouldn’t have been crippled by the Bright Sect."

"Indeed! Perhaps I would still be as vigorous as before." Dream Chanji lowered his head, chuckled wryly.

Taking the cigarette tail from the old man’s mouth, he took a couple of puffs.

At this moment, Nangong Shui walked over calmly.

"What’s the point of saying so much now? I truly wish time could go back to ten years ago when everything was so wonderful. Hundreds of brothers from Blazing Angel were together. Drinking, eating meat, chatting dirty jokes. Occasionally killing some people. Hehe, those days were truly carefree."

The four of them put arms around each other’s shoulders, reminiscing and telling stories, laughing all the way, walking step by step towards the Heavenly Punishment Alliance.

Everyone knew that the four were preparing to take down the Heavenly Punishment Alliance together!

Heroes... only in troubled times can they realize their value.

But the decline of heroes—it’s a sorrow bestowed by time.

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