After traveling thirty thousand miles, Xie Tian finally heaved a sigh of relief because he sensed the unique aura of the death camp.
"Over there!"
The soldier pointed happily. Xie Tian didn't stop and quickly brought You Xiao Chan forward. In just half an incense stick's worth of time, the three of them finally saw a temporary camp.
The sky above the camp was filled with a dragon-like murderous aura.
"This, this is the death camp!"
You Xiao Chan was dazed. She prided herself on having a deep understanding of the death camps, but when she saw it with her own eyes, she was shocked. Even if it was just a temporary camp, its aura was even more terrifying than the Yue Province's main camp.
"Put me down."
Xie Tian put the soldier down. He knew that if even the First Camp couldn't enter the Ninth Camp, then the Yue Province people were even less qualified to enter the Middle Three Camps.
At this time, three terrifying auras flew over from the death camp. Xie Tian's eyes narrowed as he quickly protected You Xiao Chan behind him. He lowered his head and relaxed his body.
"Commander Lin Song, it's you!"
"They saved me."
Lin Song was a little emotional, but he didn't forget about Xie Tian and You Xiao Chan. The three of them immediately withdrew their auras, but they were still on guard.
Only now did Xie Tian step aside. The pale-faced You Xiao Chan stepped forward and bowed. "I am You Xiao Chan. Thank you all for this."
"We were just following orders."
Lin Song waved his hand to cut her off. He looked at Xie Tian and hesitated for a moment before saying, "You can leave."
"Farewell."
Xie Tian didn't linger and left with You Xiao Chan.
"Commander, you?"
The three were puzzled by Lin Song's strange expression.
Lin Song shook his head and asked, "Are Xu Mang, Tian Shang, Chu Ming, and Zhang Jie in the camp?"
"Yes, but Zhang Jie is heavily injured. Tian Shang!"
Xie Tian, who was walking, suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Lin Song.
"What happened to Tian Shang?" Lin Song asked urgently.
"In order to save Zhang Jie, Tian Shang's Primordial Chaos Golden Core suffered a blow from the humanoid Rakshasa and shattered!"
You Xiao Chan was sent flying by Xie Tian's killing intent, vomiting blood.
Xie Tian came back to his senses and quickly caught You Xiao Chan. He said guiltily, "I'm sorry."
"Hu Lai, are, are you alright?" You Xiao Chan was not worried about herself at all. Instead, she looked at Xie Tian with concern and asked, "Why do you have such a terrifying killing intent?"
"It's a long story."
Xie Tian shook his head, but he could not hide the worry and anger between his brows.
"His Primordial Chaos Gold Core has been destroyed, and his cultivation base has been destroyed. Is there any way to save the Dark Blade?"
The Dark Blade remained silent, as if it knew that as long as it expressed its stance, Xie Tian would do everything in his power to save Sky Shang, even if it had to climb a mountain of blades or plunge into a sea of flames.
The Dark Blade's silence caused Xie Tian's heart to burn with rage. However, he couldn't care less about anything else. With a single word, he vanished.
"Wait for me here!"
"Hu Lai!"
You Xiao Chan chased after him, but she did not manage to catch up. Instead, she sighed and frowned. She was extremely worried about Xie Tian. That was because his killing intent far surpassed the soldiers of the other three death camps.
As if he knew that Xie Tian would return, the heavily injured Lin Song waited outside the temporary camp.
"You heard everything?"
Xie Tian nodded. "Is there any way to save him in the death camp?"
"There is, but the price is too high. Going against the heavens to prolong his life costs two billion military merits."
"Two billion!"
Xie Tian's pupils shrank. Ever since Wu Shang had given away the physique refinement inheritance, he had so many military merits that he had nowhere to spend them. But now that he heard this number, he knew that his military merits were just a drop in the ocean.
"Don't worry. Sky Shang is a direct descendant of the Tian Clan." Seeing that Xie Tian's worry did not seem fake, Lin Song comforted him. "The Tian Clan is one of the Ten Great Families. There must be a way to save him."
"Many thanks."
Xie Tian thought about it and did not hand over his military token. Instead, he asked Lin Song to pass it to Sky Shang. Only three people in this world knew of his identity, and he did not tell them of his own accord. In order to guard against the She Clan, he would not be reckless.
Seeing that Xie Tian had turned around and left, Lin Song finally could not help but shout, "Who exactly are you?!"
"Someone like you."
"Chief Lin, he …"
The moment Xie Tian disappeared, the three soldiers appeared again and questioned him.
"This person knows the death camp's secret language."
"This young man, could he be from the last three camps?"
"I don't know." Lin Song shook his head and sighed in his heart. "He easily broke through my trap. How can there be such a person in the last three camps?!"
The returning Xie Tian brought You Xiao Chan along with him. However, along the way, Xie Tian's brows were constantly furrowed. You Xiao Chan was someone who understood his heart. She quietly accompanied Xie Tian and comforted him with silent gentleness.
At this moment, a blood-colored light broke through the void above Tianqi City of Zhongzhou's Jin Dynasty and flew towards the southern region of Yue Prefecture.
Xie Tian paused and looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with shock.
Because the Dark Blade in his body had never been so fervent!
"What, what is this?!"
Wu Shang might be the number one God of Slaughter, but compared to Emperor Shen Shao, he was still inferior.
That was why the Jin Dynasty's national treasure, the number one Mystic Treasure Divine Halberd, was about to fall into the hands of an outsider for three thousand years, just to stop the Rakshasa King who wanted to invade Yue Prefecture.
Wu Shang waved his hand, and the sky changed color. The Rakshasa stopped, and Xia Yi's expression changed.
"Go!"
Wu Shang shouted. Xia Yi struggled for a moment, then turned around and ran with the others.
"Wu Shang's evil disciple, you better live well. Only I can kill you!"
Wu Shang's eyes were wide open, and his body burst with the power to split the sky. He had used all his strength just to catch the divine halberd.
It seemed that if he didn't use all his strength, he wouldn't even be able to catch the halberd!
A blood-red killing halberd that was hundreds of meters long easily pierced through the sky and landed in the depths of the southern region of Yue Prefecture. Just the aura it emitted was enough to make the hundreds of Rakshasa King retreat in horror.
Wu Shang's expression changed, and he raised his left hand high.
Like a million mountains pressing down on him, Wu Shang's bones cracked under the pressure of the divine halberd. His knees bent, and his back arched like a bow!
"Ahhhh!"
Wu Shang roared into the sky, and he straightened his knees with difficulty. His back straightened, and he looked at the Rakshasa King with eyes that were about to pop out of their sockets. He grinned and shouted, "Go!"
Wu Shang swung his hands with all his strength, and the divine halberd slowly pressed forward. Both sides were stunned. "So slow!"
Wu Shang, who was exhausted, sat on the ground and looked at the divine halberd in a daze. He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. "Your Majesty, you lied to me!"
The Rakshasa King, who was about to escape, was also stunned. The power of the divine halberd was unparalleled, but at such a speed, they could easily dodge it with their eyes closed!
As soon as the word "dodge" appeared in their minds, the great terror of life and death also appeared in their hearts.
At the same time, it also appeared in Wu Shang's mind.
"Run!"
Wu Shang's blood and Qi were burning crazily, and he barely blasted a three-foot-wide black hole in the sky. He squeezed himself into it with difficulty, and then he turned around in horror and looked behind him.
The divine halberd flew up into the sky, with the handle facing the sky and the tip facing the world. It turned lazily and split the sky and the earth.
It split the sky above the Rakshasa King's head, and the place where the Rakshasa King stood.
The ten thousand feet space where the Rakshasa King stood was separated from the Jiuzhou World by the turn of the divine halberd.
Wu Shang stared at the ten thousand feet space in a daze, and he suddenly shivered. Without saying a word, he turned around and disappeared.
Boom, boom, boom!
The moment the ten thousand feet space was separated, it was directly crushed by the space pressure of the Jiuzhou World.
Nearly a hundred Rakshasa Kings inside, in infinite horror, were annihilated in the space turbulence that killed immortals and gods!
But at the last moment, three miserable bloody lights escaped from the space turbulence. They howled bitterly at the divine halberd, and instantly fled to the depths of the Southern Region.
Even Wu Shang, who had escaped millions of miles away, was affected by the space turbulence. He spat out blood and fell from the sky, falling to the ground. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
After doing all this, the power of the divine halberd dimmed a lot, and it immediately broke through the sky and returned to the Divine Palace in Tianqi City.
Shenshao stretched out his hand, and the divine halberd quickly shrank and fell into Shenshao's hand, becoming a three-inch halberd-shaped blood hairpin.
"Father, where did you hide Ji 'er's hairpin?!"
Beside him, the innocent Shen Ji was rummaging around, and her big eyes suddenly looked at Shenshao's hand. Her beautiful face suddenly bloomed with a pleasant smile that could make flowers pale in comparison.
"So it's in Father's hand!"
Shen Ji threw herself into Shenshao's arms, grabbed the blood hairpin, and looked at Shenshao admiringly. She said coquettishly, "Father, put it on for me, okay?"
"Haha, okay, okay."
Shenshao happily inserted the blood hairpin into Shen Ji's hair. He watched his beloved daughter run out of the imperial study like a little rabbit and play with the handsome black armor again. Bang, bang, bang! His smile gradually faded.
"One strike from the divine halberd, and the thousand-year fate of the nation is gone just like that. There is not much time left!"
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