Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

The small world of the Boundary Wolf Clan.

"This is my third time here..."

Yang Xian gazed at the ancient tree in front of him and sighed.

The Ancient Tree of Souls stands in the center, its branches covered with countless demon cores, remnants of powerful members of the Realm Wolf Clan throughout history.

These demon cores contain pure spatial laws, used to maintain the balance of this world.

This tree is also a witness to Yang Xian's marriage to the two wolf sisters...

The system set up an "anchor point" for Yang Xian here a few months ago.

As long as he is in the secret realm, he can return here at any time.

"Who's there?"

A cool, clear voice came from behind Yang Xian.

Yun cautiously walked out.

A slight look of surprise flashed across Yang Xian's wild eyes the moment they saw him.

"Yang Xian? How did you get in?"

Yun frowned.

She controls this little world. Without her personally opening it, how could anyone possibly sneak in silently?

Yang Xian knew that his presence here was impossible to hide from the other party.

"Mom, this is a long story."

"I've come here to ask you for a favor..."

In a few words, he briefly explained the situation outside to his mother-in-law and expressed his determination to use the beast core from the tree to break through to the ninth realm.

His tone sounded very urgent.

"No need to say anything..." Yun suddenly interrupted.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xian's heart skipped a beat.

He knew very well how unreasonable the request was.

Although I felt the chances were slim, I still waited quietly for their answer.

Silver Wolf took one last look at the ancient tree, sighed deeply, and said, "Take it all!"

"well?"

Yang Xian paused, never expecting his mother-in-law to agree so quickly.

This tree is the resting place of the ancestors of the Boundary Wolves, and also the greatest trump card of the Boundary Wolves clan.

Without its spatial power, this world would cease to exist.

Before coming here, Yang Xian had even prepared for the worst, even if it meant forcibly taking it and making enemies with the other party, he was determined to use this tree to advance to the ninth realm.

"I have only one request..." Yun turned around, no longer looking at the ancient tree, "You must protect my two daughters."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and left, her figure appearing somewhat lonely and forlorn in the empty world.

"Thank you, Mom!"

Yang Xian kowtowed heavily to that retreating figure.

What a seemingly casual remark carried immense pressure for Yun, the clan leader.

Behind the backs of all her clansmen, she handed over this small world to an outsider. If the elders found out, she wouldn't even have a chance to remain as the clan leader.

But Yun also knew that she had no choice.

Because the Boundary Wolf Clan needs humans, and they need Yang Xian.

Since that's the case, why not take a bigger gamble?

Adding flowers to brocade is never as good as providing charcoal in the snow.

Yun chose to trust her own judgment, believing that this man could bring the Boundary Wolf Clan far more value than a small world in the future.

This is a... high-stakes gamble that could change your destiny!

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Nanhai City.

"I...I'm not dead?"

Beneath the ruins, a dust-covered hand abruptly pushed aside a broken precast concrete slab.

A girl with short black hair crawled out from inside.

Her name is Tao Tao, and she is a survivor of the thunderstorm.

At the same time, he was also an ordinary person who fled to the core area.

"Is South Sea City still there?"

Tao Tao looked around blankly.

The once bustling streets are now nothing but ruins.

Not far away, a little boy sat in a pile of rubble, crying loudly over a cold corpse.

"Mom! Wake up, Mom!"

The heart-wrenching cries echoed through the ruins, piercing the eardrums of every survivor.

Many survived, but many more died.

Whether they are unarmed ordinary people or warriors fighting bloody battles...

"Brother... Brother Jiang..."

Xu Junhao knelt on the ground, holding the already stiff Jiang Xingtian in his arms.

To protect the refuge behind him, this eighth-realm martial saint, like other martial artists, burned his last drop of blood.

They gave their lives for Nanhai City.

"You old bastard, you died so easily." Xu Junhao gave a bitter laugh, tears mixed with blood streaming down his face.

"They've dumped all the burden on me, how can I possibly hold it together..."

……

outside the city.

"Nanhai City..." Jiang Jingchen stopped the car and stared blankly at the city in the distance, now reduced to ruins.

"How could it have turned out like this..."

Jiang Mengyun pushed open the car door, her body trembling uncontrollably.

On their way back, they witnessed the world-destroying lightning punishment and saw how the golden figure used his body to withstand everything.

They were convinced that the God of War would, as in the legends, resolve all crises and lead them to victory.

But what they saw was a hellish scene.

In the sky, the golden figure that was once like a god was now being held by the neck by a giant hand, suspended in mid-air, completely powerless to resist.

The demon gripped Liang Gaoyi's neck, his purple pupils filled with mockery: "You really are foolish! You actually chose to sacrifice yourself to save such a bunch of ants."

Liang Gaoyi's golden light had dimmed to the extreme, and he managed to squeeze out a few words from his throat.

"Because...it's worth it..."

"value?"

The demon god seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world and burst into laughter.

"Alright, as a reward for surviving my divine punishment, I'll spare your life for now."

"However... I want you to see with your own eyes how I slaughter these ants!"

The demon released his grip, and several purple energy chains instantly emerged from the void, binding Liang Gaoyi's limbs tightly and suspending him in mid-air.

"Damn it... let him go!"

"You bastard, release my student right now...!"

A furious roar rang out, and Du Gu, dragging his heavily injured body and with bloodshot eyes, lunged towards the sky.

As a teacher, he finally lost control and vented his emotions uncontrollably.

He knew it was all in vain, but so what?

This was the only thing he could do to help his students...

"Ants..." The demon didn't even glance at him, merely raising a finger casually. "No...stop! Stop—!"

Leung Ko-yee was locked in mid-air, his eyes bloodshot, and he let out a desperate roar.

A slender purple beam of light easily pierced Du Gu's heart.

Du Guqianchong's body stiffened abruptly, and then he fell limply backward.

He glanced one last time at the students in the sky, his lips moved slightly as if he wanted to say something, but he could no longer utter a sound.

"Bang."

Du Gu's body fell heavily onto the ruins, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

A roar filled with pain and despair was torn from Liang Gaoyi's throat.

He broke down.

He gave everything, burned his life, but in the end, he couldn't protect anything.

He watched helplessly as his most respected teacher died right in front of him.

They watched helplessly as the homeland they had sworn to protect was razed to the ground.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it! That expression! That look of despair, it's just too beautiful!"

The demon let out a gleeful laugh, reveling in the feeling of utterly crushing hope.

With a wave of its hand, the dark clouds that had just dispersed in the sky began to churn and gather again, and purple lightning streaked through the clouds.

"Now, you'd better keep your eyes wide open!"