Whenever Su Qingfeng is mentioned, Jiao Qingyuan's body trembles, his pupils seem to whirl with a vortex of hatred, wishing to tear Su Qingfeng into pieces.

"A Grandmaster like you dreaming of killing all six of us is sheer madness.

"For so many years, I admired you so much, it turns out I'm blind and misjudged you,"

Jia Weisu stepped forward, an overwhelming aura of killing intent.

He felt deceived to a tremendous degree, even now, Jia Weisu couldn't believe that the person before him was Jiao Qingyuan.

"Me against all six of you?

"I admit, I can't kill all six of you in an instant, completely unable to stop you from sending word to Yan Chenyun.

"But you all are so forgetful.

"I am an orphan raised by the Yangxiang Sect, my family is all Yangxiang Sect. How could a dignified Grandmaster like me act alone."

Jiao Qingyuan sighed.

The next moment, people from Cangyuan Sixth Camp stood utterly frozen, their hearts like dead ash.

Damn it, now I've become a martyr.

Bai Xiaolong cursed silently in his heart.

The night in the Wet Realm was heavy with fog.

From the dense fog behind Jiao Qingyuan, five Fifth-Grade Yangxiang Race members slowly emerged.

Their faces bore mockery and disdain, as if they were looking at a bunch of corpses.

"Jiao Qingyuan, if you're loyal to the Yangxiang Race, you should hand the mine over to them, continuing to serve rather than destroying it completely."

One Yangxiang Race member sneered, speaking to Jiao Qingyuan.

He felt Jiao Qingyuan was simply insane.

Such a large mine, yet he wants to destroy it with his own hands.

"Loyalty to the Yangxiang Race?

"If the Yangxiang Sect hadn't rejected me and my family, how could they have been slaughtered by Su Qingfeng.

"I and the Yangxiang Sect only have a cooperative relationship, even an enemy relationship. The Yangxiang Sect's bastards who persecuted my family are all dead by my hand, only Su Qingfeng remains.

"I can't kill him, but he will taste my wrath.

"You Yangxiang trash aren't even qualified to talk to me, just obey my orders.

"Three of you come out and help me kill. The other two guard the area, don't let anyone escape."

Jiao Qingyuan twisted his neck, gripping the air with his hand, and a weapon from a Fifth-Grade peak Yangxiang Race was transferred to Jiao Qingyuan's hand.

"You six can resist, be angry, use all means possible.

"Wang Anhu, I know you're about to break through to Sixth-Grade, but unfortunately, the opportunity isn't sufficient. I'm in a similar situation, also about to break through to Seventh-Grade, lacking the right chance.

"I want to see, what can you Five-Grade members do to kill me, this Sixth-Grade peak."

Jiao Qingyuan doesn't believe in single combat.

He wants corpses, decisive killing.

He needs the Blood Moth inside the Cangyuan Sixth Camp bodies.

These people stationed here for years have more Blood Moth in them than ordinary people.

The Yangxiang Race members glared coldly at Jiao Qingyuan, despite their anger inside, they spoke no further.

They were sent by the City Lord here to assist Jiao Qingyuan, and couldn't defy his commands.

This source mine, Dianshi City will never take, so it must be destroyed, they can't offend Jiao Qingyuan.

"What do we do?"

Facing the inescapable encirclement, the others looked lifelessly at Wang Anhu.

Events unfolded too swiftly.

No one anticipated Jiao Qingyuan would collaborate with the Yangxiang Race.

"Our death isn't important, but if there really are Blood Moths inside us, Jiao Qingyuan mustn't get them."

Wang Anhu's pupils reflected resolute determination.

Bai Xiaolong sighed.

Though he was still young, not wanting to die.

However, setting foot in the Wet Realm, one should be prepared for death.

At this point, true fear diminishes, dying alongside the Legendary Sixth Camp can be seen as a form of honor.

Since ancient times, who in life hasn't faced death?

One just wonders, what the future of the Divine Land will be.

As for fighting out of this.

It's a mere dream.

These five Yangxiang Race members are old friends of the Cangyuan Sixth Camp, each possessing the strength to oppose them, not to mention now there's an additional Sixth-Grade peak Grandmaster.

Chance of escape is zero.

Due to the remoteness of the East Battle Dao, they can't even transmit information out.

"Brothers, may in the next life, we be born of the same womb, becoming real brothers.

"Bai Xiaolong, sorry for dragging you down."

Wang Anhu looked apologetically at Bai Xiaolong.

A young man with limitless potential, doomed to die alongside them.

"Is the sentiment over? I must hurry back to the source mine to suppress the cold for humanity, no time to idle here.

"If you don't make a move, I'll take the first strike."

Jiao Qingyuan raised his blade, eyes locked firmly on Wang Anhu.

He is the strongest among Cangyuan Sixth Camp.

Jiao Qingyuan aims for... a one-hit kill.

Qi Blood surged violently, Sixth-Grade peak power is several times more terrifying than imagined, instantly draining the nearby air.

"Cangyuan Sixth Camp never had cowards, their bodies will absolutely not be exploited by scoundrels."

"When I was alive, I was powerless, unable to deal with the traitors myself, but after I die, my ghost will come to bite you to death."

Wang Anhu let out a cold laugh.

Then, he stepped back, his body falling straight off the Thousand-foot Cliff.

The others looked at each other.

At this point, they couldn't let the alien race use their corpses.

Swish!

Swish!

One by one, the Fifth-Grades all fell off the cliff just like that.

Without hesitation.

"Su Yue, may our bones fall together.

"I brought you from the West Martial to the Cangyuan Sixth Camp, but I have failed you."

Jia Weisu mumbled to himself, then also stepped into the void.

"In the next life, let's continue killing the alien race, this life... was too unfortunate."

Of course, Bai Xiaolong wasn't foolish enough to beg for mercy.

He also followed the predecessors, his body falling straight down the cliff.

In less than a second, the edge of the East Battle Dao cliff was empty.

Six people, without the slightest hesitation, all jumped off the cliff.

To ensure their bodies were not used by the Yangxiang Race, they chose the most resolute way.

Not regretting a thousand deaths.

Damn it!

Jiao Qingyuan gnashed his teeth in anger.

He did not expect the people of Cangyuan Sixth Camp to be so resolute.

Tragically heroic.

They jumped without the slightest hesitation.

This scene deeply shocked the Yangxiang Race attackers; even as enemies, they admired these people.

The resoluteness of Cangyuan Sixth Camp was simply terrifying.

These people were not afraid of death!

No wonder, in recent decades, the wetland race's battlefronts have become more stalemated and difficult.

The number of human Martial Artists is increasing.

And the fearless among them are increasing as well.

"Such a waste of six good corpses."

Jiao Qingyuan cursed again in anger.

But he had no time to stop them.

To circle six people, they had to be at the cliffside; although they couldn't escape, you couldn't stop them from jumping.

"Jiao Qingyuan, what should we do?"

Six people have jumped to their deaths.

The five Fifth-Grade Yangxiang Race asked.

"Of course, stay here as a precaution in case there's any accident.

"If anyone climbs up, kill without mercy."

Jiao Qingyuan waved his hand, walking hatefully towards the source mine.

The Blood Moth inside these six people was originally his double insurance.

Now he could only hope more would die in the battle.

...

Cliff passage, wetland exit.

A Fifth-Grade Yangxiang Race walked out from the darkness.

His name was Lan Xi.

He had always been the one secretly communicating with Jiao Qingyuan, and only him.

Aside from those Grandmaster-levels, only he, a Fifth-Grade, knew about this passage.

Lan Xi cultivated a stealth combat technique, which was his reliance as an excellent secret agent.

"So you were the traitor of Yu Jing City."

Lan Xi sneered disdainfully.

The hard work Su Yue put into laying bricks at night was all seen by Lan Xi.

He also personally saw the five secret hiding spots of Su Yue.

But Lan Xi wasn't planning to inform the City Lord about this.

As a Yangxiang Race with great ambitions, the treasures in the cave were all his.

In the future, he could slowly use source stones to exchange for treasures in various cities, striving to break through to the Sixth-Grade, or even Seventh-Grade, as soon as possible.

If offered to the City Lord, except for some useless honor, he would still be a Fifth-Grade.

Lan Xi wasn't foolish.

"I want to capture you alive, then go to Yu Jing City and extort more things.

"Young City Lord, I actually have such an opportunity, interesting."

Lan Xi believed that his future days were going to be very bright.

After a bit of preparation, Lan Xi also entered the passage.

He was making all the preparations to ambush this Young City Lord.

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