At this moment, beneath the walls of Blackstone City, one severed head after another was thrown down from above. The heads rained down like droplets, quickly piling into small mounds on the ground.
Yan Pojun stood atop the city wall, shouting loudly towards the dark figure in the distance, “Shi Haojun! We’ve already killed every single person from Blackmoon City inside the walls. Not one remains!”
“You should be able to hear my thoughts and know that I’m not lying.”
“Now, all your enemies have been eliminated. For the sake of your clansmen inside the city, and on account of my friendship with you, would you consider sparing Blackstone City?”
However, the dark figure in the distance stood still, silent and unmoving.
Shi Haojun stared blankly at a specific spot within the city, his eyes filled with nostalgia, as if lost in memories, showing no intention of responding.
Seeing this, Yan Pojun's heart sank.
As expected, killing everyone from Blackmoon City did not make him retreat.
Although he had anticipated this outcome and mentally prepared for it, the failure of the only plan that had even a sliver of hope made his expression turn grim.
“Are you truly that heartless? Do you really have to slaughter Blackstone City?”
“There are so many other cities nearby. Why not go and slaughter them?”
“You know very well that taking down Blackstone City will cost you a lot of time. Why waste your effort on the hardest target?”
Yan Pojun leaned against the city wall with both hands, continuing to shout in desperation.
He was still as sharp-tongued as ever, even trying to shift Shi Haojun’s attention to other cities for him to massacre.
At this moment, a slow smile appeared at the corner of Shi Haojun’s mouth. Finally, he spoke, “The hardest target? Not necessarily.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the corpses on the ground suddenly began to stand up shakily. Their eyes, filled with ferocity, turned towards Blackstone City, and they let out inhuman roars.
Seeing this, Yan Pojun felt a chill run down his spine.
In today’s battle, they had lost a bunch of **Gu Kings outside the city, and now all those Gu Kings had turned into plague corpses.
Yan Pojun was completely stunned.
Good grief, now there was an even larger group of plague corpses at the level of Gu Kings. This was a disaster!
They had already been no match for Shi Haojun before, and now, with even fewer Gu Kings in the city and Shi Haojun gaining a new batch of plague corpses as helpers, victory was even more impossible.
How could this Plague Demon Gu be so overwhelmingly powerful? Was there no limit to its number?
Yan Pojun clenched his fists, his face filled with despair.
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At the same time, in the Long Clan residence, dozens of Long Clan geniuses gathered in a grand hall.
There were about fifty people, all of them the most talented members of the Long Clan.
The first group the Long Clan intended to evacuate was these gifted individuals, who were the future hope of the clan. None of them could be lost. To ensure their safety, they would be leaving tonight.
The group of geniuses whispered amongst themselves, unsure why the clan leader had summoned them here.
Only Long Ruoxue and Long Biao, two of the clan’s geniuses, knew the secret of the spatial hut.
Despite his desire to escape, Long Dan, seeing that she had said this, realized that as the family’s leading genius, he couldn’t remain silent. Reluctantly, he proclaimed, "I won’t leave either!"
"I’ll stand with the family. If the family falls, so do I. Long Dan will never flee for my own life."
Seeing the two lead geniuses speak up, the other geniuses echoed in unison: "I won’t leave either."
"I won’t leave either!"
"We’ll live or die with the family!"
Long Yuanshan’s temples throbbed, and he roared, "Nonsense! What use are you staying here for? Don’t make unnecessary sacrifices."
"Everyone must leave today! Anyone who disobeys will be punished according to clan rules!"
"I have many matters to deal with today and no time to waste arguing with you. Now, who’s leaving first?"
After Long Yuanshan’s words fell, the hall went completely silent. No one dared to step forward, as doing so would make them appear cowardly in the eyes of the others.
Although many people were eager to leave, like Long Biao, who was growing increasingly anxious and worried that the city would fall at any moment, they didn’t dare to take the first step, for fear of being judged as cowards. So, despite their anxiety, they remained rooted in place.
But Long Xuan was not one to pretend. He had no shame in being called cowardly.
"I’ll go!"
With that, Long Xuan forcibly pulled Long Ziyan out from the crowd and hurried toward the small, cramped spatial hut.
Since they weren’t geniuses of the Western Dragon Clan, they wouldn’t face judgment for being the first to leave.
Their departure broke the deadlock, sparing Long Yuanshan further argument.
Long Xuan first pushed Long Ziyan into the small spatial hut. The Suo Gu inside extended its thin threads, binding her and dragging her into the deepest part of the hut. Then, in an instant, she disappeared from sight, leaving everyone in amazement.
Next was Long Xuan. Shortly after Long Ziyan disappeared, the Suo Gu reappeared, and Long Xuan eagerly jumped inside, no longer caring about the doghouse he had once mocked.
As the thin threads of the Suo Gu wrapped around him, Long Xuan smiled. After being away for so long, he was finally heading home. He began to miss his grand herb garden, the bees, the pavilion, the various wines and teas, and even the eggs...
In a flash, he found himself in a gray, hazy world.
This world seemed void of everything, like a chaotic and empty realm, entirely shrouded in a monochrome gray hue.
Curious, he observed this place, known as the Void Realm, but before he could take it in for long, the Suo Gu swiftly carried him through, and within moments, his vision blurred, and he found himself in another cramped space.
Before he could react, a pair of large hands reached in and pulled him out.
The brightness filled Long Xuan’s vision, and he found himself in another grand hall.
Before him stood the senior members of the Far West Long Clan, all smiling warmly at him.
The high-ranking members of the Far West Long Clan had all come to welcome the return of their geniuses.
"Welcome home, our brilliant talents!"
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