"Uncle Wang, don't kill him yet!"

At that moment, Su Yue opened his eyes and with a step, he darted to Wang Nanguo's side.

"Alright, you finish off this beast, I'll deal with that Yangxiang Race."

Wang Nanguo nodded.

This traitor was already gravely injured and on the brink of death, it was impossible for him to counterattack Su Yue. Over on Hei Chen's side, Wu Xianwei was in great danger, his weapon shattered by the opponent.

Wang Nanguo instantly joined the fray.

"Why... why..."

Ning Yutao lay on the ground, barely breathing.

He looked at Su Yue approaching slowly, gritting his teeth as he asked.

He couldn't understand.

There were too many things he couldn't understand.

He couldn't understand how Su Yue managed to send out the message, how he found the location of the secret sacrificial point.

"Keeping a diary isn't a good habit, hopefully in your next life you can change this flaw."

Su Yue walked over, looking at him with a blank expression.

Poof!

Ning Yutao spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood in anger.

So that's how it was.

It turns out it was his own diary that betrayed him.

But it was too late now for regrets.

"Our ideal, you... why did you betray... you betrayed the ideal, betrayed the belief in peace..."

Compared to the leaked diary content, Ning Yutao was actually more hateful of Su Yue's betrayal of their ideals.

To the victor goes the spoils.

The outcome was clear, further words were futile.

But what pained Ning Yutao was Su Yue's betrayal of the ideals he himself once spoke of.

That was the dream of his life!

Not to be tainted, not to be betrayed.

"Look at what the Yangxiang Race is doing, is this for peace?

"They are massacring, committing genocide, intimidating.

"Do you think that by threats, by intimidation, forcing the people of Earth to kneel, you can truly achieve peace?

"It's simply laughable, pathetic.

"To seek peace, one must first be strong, be self-reliant, firm as steel, neither humble nor arrogant, not through flattery, self-pity, or begging for mercy from the enemy.

"Relying on the enemy's pity and charity does not bring peace, but a lingering collapse, it is a servility never to be overturned.

"This truth, the Divine Land realized down to the marrow of their bones in the 20th century.

"The weak person, the weak nation, the weak world, does not deserve peace."

Crack!

Su Yue stomped on Ning Yutao's face.

"It is scoundrels like you, who have servility ingrained into your very bones, that caused heroes to perish, beset from all sides.

"Compared to the alien races in the wetland, your rebellion is the true unforgivable sin."

Swish!

As he finished speaking, Su Yue slashed open Ning Yutao's chest.

Immediately afterward.

He found a thumb-sized mirror at the heart's position.

Yes!

This was the main door of the Folded Gate.

Ning Yutao's diary recorded that for the safety of the main door, Hei Chen directly hid the demon artifact inside Ning Yutao's chest.

"You..."

Ning Yutao was so furious he was choking, even forgetting his excruciating pain.

Damn it.

He hated himself for being blind, for failing to see a person's true nature.

He was deceiving him.

"For the public, you should be executed by death by a thousand cuts today.

"For the private, I do have a little sentiment toward you, so I can give you a swift end.

"Before you die, I hope you can live a decent life in your next life, and don't kneel to be a slave at the drop of a hat.

"Our forebears spent centuries standing up from the knives of foreign races, you have been so fortunate since birth, you ought to live proudly, you truly don't need to live so humbly on your knees."

Swish!

Su Yue kept his word.

He swung his saber, ending Ning Yutao's life.

To him, this was the greatest mercy.

Su Yue slowly let out a breath of impure air.

He had wanted to kill this person for a long time.

...

Roar roar roar!

High above the sky, three Grandmasters of the Yangxiang Race were like madmen.

Under their frenzied roar, even the sky was swept into a terrifying storm, overshadowing everything, wailing like the end of the world.

These three Grandmasters gnashed their teeth, they were truly unwilling.

They had painstakingly bypassed the Wet Ghost Tower, able to teleport directly to the center of the human race city and massacre at will.

But who would have thought that the plan would fail.

This was simply a colossal joke.

From now on, the Folded Gate could never be used again.

Unwilling!

Unwilling!

Ten years of meticulous planning, who could be willing.

...

"Foolish human race, do you think it's all over?

"I admit, you have thwarted the Yangxiang Sect's plans, but with the descent of Grandmasters, today nothing can stop us!"

Despite Wang Nanguo and Wu Xianwei's overwhelming assault, Hei Chen, even wielding the demonic blade, was steadily retreating, his whole body covered in wounds.

At that moment, he suddenly released a surge of potent blood energy, even Wang Nanguo and Wu Xianwei were pushed far away.

Subsequently, Hei Chen, like a demon, slowly floated into the air.

His demonic blade, released from his grasp, already floated beside the black clouds beneath the feet of the three Grandmasters.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Layer upon layer of blood mist continuously emanated from Hei Chen, like blooming scarlet fireworks, terrifying to behold.

And those drifting blood mists in the air, like a ferocious dragon, were directly devoured by the demonic blade.

At this moment, the demonic blade trembled with a hum, throbbing like a heartbeat, emitting a piercing whistle, like a hundred ghosts wailing, shocking and horrifying.

"Damn it, this beast is sacrificing his life to refine the demonic blade!"

Wu Xianwei wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth, gritting his teeth.

A deeply penetrating wound had pierced through Wu Xianwei's chest, and he was already severely wounded.

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