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Chapter 4198

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Bloody mist filled the air above Chiling Mountain. Corpses constantly fell from the mountain, dying without a proper burial.

As the fierce battle continued, the human race's defeat gradually became apparent. The Feather Race relied on the Netherworld Platform, which not only provided them with an endless supply of energy, but also increased their battle prowess. Coupled with the fact that the Netherworld Platform revolved in the sky, the human race was under tremendous mental pressure.

Gradually, the morale of the human race began to plummet, while that of the Feather Race began to rise. Very soon, the battle became one-sided.

"Dammit, we can't go on like this. Our energy is constantly being consumed, while the Feather Race has the support of the Netherworld Platform. Once we run out of energy, we can only wait to be slaughtered."

The disciples of the Martial Pavilion began to panic. They were no fools. They could all see the situation.

"If only teacher was here. He would definitely boost our morale."

"Yeah, I really miss the days when we fought together. I wonder where teacher is now. Do you think teacher will appear and bring a miracle to the human race?"

"Sigh, who knows. I don't even know where teacher is. Let's not worry about it for now. We have nowhere to hide now. We can only fight to the death against these birdmen."

… …

The human race's morale plummeted, and their casualties began to increase. From the elders to the disciples, a figure could not help but appear in their hearts. That figure was not imposing, but it was like a stabilizing force that could stabilize everyone's hearts and give them an indomitable confidence.

In the sky, the battle between the Heavenly Source experts had also changed. Because the human race's successive defeats had seriously affected the Heavenly Source experts' morale, many of them showing signs of defeat. Even Wu Changtian and Yun Sinan were beginning to fall into a disadvantageous position.

"Haha, Xie Yunpeng, your human race is finished. It's meaningless for you to persist. Just give up."

Zhao Lingxiao laughed out loud. His aura was like a rainbow, and each of his moves was extremely ferocious.

Xie Yunpeng did not say anything, but his expression was solemn. It was clear that his emotions were beginning to waver. He could naturally see that the situation had already begun to change, a tremendous change.

This change was extremely fatal. Once a defeat occurred in such a battle, the collapse would rapidly spread, and the entire human race would struggle on the brink of destruction.

The Feather Race's morale had already soared. This was the worst possible scenario. It was not that they had never thought of this, but it had happened too quickly.

Bang!

With a dull groan, the Everlasting Pavilion's Pavilion Master Zhen Yang was ruthlessly struck in the chest by his opponent, sending him flying back. Blood spurted out of his mouth, forming a beautiful arc in the air.

This was an extremely bad sign. The defeat of a Heavenly Origin expert was a severe blow to the already low morale of the human race.

Moreover, this defeat was only the beginning. More importantly, once it began, it would rapidly spread. If Heavenly Origin experts were defeated one after another, the human race would truly have no hope at all.

Xie Yunpeng alone would not be able to turn the situation around. In reality, once Xie Yunpeng's emotions were affected, he would not even be able to protect himself while fighting Zhao Lingxiao, let alone the entire Human Race.

"Could it be that the heavens want us humans to die?"

Zhen Yang let out a long sigh, unable to hold back his tears. He was unwilling to accept this. The Human Race should not be defeated like this.

Just as the human race's defeat began to spread, to the point where even a few Heavenly Source experts were defeated, two figures suddenly appeared in the sky above Scarlet Ridge Mountain. One of them was a ferocious half-human half-dragon, while the other was a golden mountain like Big Yellow, who was even more muscular than a tiger. He was extremely domineering.

"Little Chenzi, the Human Race has begun to collapse. Looks like we've come at the right time."

Da Huang Dog was extremely excited. Da Huang Dog could not help but feel his blood boil at the sight of this, as if he had returned to the past. His heart surged with emotions. This was just too amazing.

"You're right, it's just right."

A smile appeared on Jiang Chen's lips. It was time for the Feather Race to witness the true meaning of the apocalypse.

"Zhao Lingxiao, I, Jiang Chen, have returned."

Jiang Chen's voice was as loud as a bell. His voice spread out in waves, rippling across the entire Chiling Mountain. Everyone who was engaged in battle heard his voice. Countless gazes turned towards him. Jiang Chen immediately became the focus of the entire battlefield.

"It's teacher, teacher has appeared. Hahaha, teacher has appeared."

"Great, teacher has returned. There's hope for the Human Race."

"I told you that teacher would never abandon the Human Race."

… …

The morale of the Human Race instantly soared. Some people's eyes were brimming with tears. Although Jiang Chen's cultivation did not seem to be very powerful, Jiang Chen's image had already been imprinted in everyone's hearts like a pyramid. As long as he appeared, he would be their hope.

Jiang Chen was a belief, a belief. He had long since become a legend among the Human Race. The most important thing about his existence was not his cultivation.

"Hahaha. Good lad. "

Xie Yunpeng laughed out loud. His mood, which had been a little unstable, instantly turned for the better. His aura doubled. His trust in Jiang Chen was too strong.

"Big brother."

Xiaolong leaped into the air and arrived in front of Jiang Chen. He grabbed Jiang Chen's arm and danced excitedly.

"Holy shit."

Jiang Chen's eyes widened when he saw Xiaolong. Only the word "holy shit" could describe the shock he felt at this moment. There were not many things in this world that could shock Jiang Chen, and Xiaolong was definitely one of them.

"Holy shit! What the hell is this little bastard doing? How can his cultivation improve so quickly? "

Da Huang Dog almost fainted. He was the one who had sent Xiaolong to the Martial Pavilion. At that time, Xiaolong did not have any cultivation. How long had it been? This was too abnormal.

"Jiang Chen. You are Jiang Chen."

A person stood up and came in front of Jiang Chen.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Chen glanced at him.

"Eldest young master of the Yu clan, I'll take your life today to avenge my brothers."

The eldest young master's aura was unparalleled. The spear in his hand trembled as he charged towards Jiang Chen in an extremely ferocious manner.

He had waited for this day for far too long. His most important target this time was Jiang Chen. Now that Jiang Chen had finally appeared, how could the eldest young master miss this opportunity?

"Come back!"

Zhao Lingxiao's expression changed drastically as he shouted. He had discovered that Jiang Chen's cultivation had already reached the Fifth Heavenly Layer of the Earth Source realm. With how terrifying Jiang Chen was, the current Jiang Chen was no longer someone the eldest young master could deal with.

Unfortunately, Zhao Lingxiao's shout was a little too late.

Jiang Chen swung his sword with a thunderous aura. The eldest young master was split in half by Jiang Chen's sword. The entire process was too fast. The eldest young master, who was at the peak of the Eighth Heavenly Layer of the Earth Source realm, did not even have the time to cry out.

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