The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

The last word fell.

Ye Chen completely transformed into specks of light and dissipated into the vast yellow sand.

The Zerg leader noticed this and abruptly raised his head.

"Trying to leave?"

"Stay here!"

The Zerg went to intercept Ye Chen, but they couldn't leave anything behind.

The Zerg leader angrily swung its remaining scythe-like forelimb at Ye Zhenxuan.

"Kill this old bastard!"

The next moment, an endless swarm of insects pressed down on Ye Zhenxuan from all directions.

Ye Zhenxuan chuckled softly.

He lowered his blood-red broadsword, and the array patterns beneath his feet suddenly shone brightly.

One by one, blood-red figures rose from the yellow sand, standing silently behind Ye Zhenxuan, gripping their knives.

They made no sound.

Only the bloodstains on the weapons grew brighter and brighter.

The swarm of insects crashed into the blood array.

A sudden burst of white light engulfed the entire western wilderness.

The roaring sound lasted for a long time.

By the time the Western Wilderness border defense army arrived, the sandstorm had already subsided.

When they saw the scene, everyone stopped in their tracks.

No one gave the order.

No one spoke.

As far as the eye could see, the yellow sand was covered with a thick layer of insectoid remains.

The green blood of insects soaked into the sand, turning the entire desert into a dark green.

In the center, a mountain of corpses made up of Zerg bodies rises high.

Ye Zhenxuan sat atop the mountain of corpses.

His armor was shattered, and his abdomen was soaked in blood.

A blood-red broadsword was stuck beside him.

The head of the insectoid leader with white patterns was trampled under his feet.

Hearing the commotion behind him, Ye Zhenxuan looked up at the border guards who had arrived late.

"You're here?"

His voice wasn't loud.

The next moment, Ye Zhenxuan fell backward.

"Your Majesty!"

An officer rushed forward and took him into his arms.

Ye Zhenxuan loosened his grip.

The blood-red broadsword slid off the edge of the mountain of corpses and embedded itself in the sand.

The officer hugged Ye Zhenxuan tightly and roared hoarsely behind him:

"Someone come here!"

"quick!"

"Quickly save the king!"

The sandstorms of the Western Wilderness fell again, and howls echoed through the sea of ​​sand.

"Your Majesty!"

"Medic! Quickly save the king!"

The light in the projection dimmed, and the armor, blood blades, insect corpses, and running soldiers all sank into darkness.

A moment later, the screen lit up again.

This time, what appeared before everyone was a palace.

Dark gold curtains hung on both sides of the bed, and the wind outside the window stirred the gauze curtains, bringing in the lingering smell of gunpowder.

Several lamps hung on the wall, their flames having burned for a long time, casting only a silent glow on the ground.

Ye Chen lay on the bed.

His brows were furrowed, and his hands gripped the brocade quilt beneath him tightly.

After a long while, his fingers slowly loosened.

Ye Chen opened his eyes.

He did not get up immediately.

He simply gazed at the familiar ceiling above the bed, raised his right hand, and slowly opened it in front of his eyes.

The palm lines are still there, without blurring.

"Go back..."

Ye Chen's Adam's apple bobbed.

"I'm back..."

He held that position and watched for a long time.

The warmth of his mother's arms, the image of his father standing outside the delivery room, hesitant to push open the door, and the hand his grandfather placed on his shoulder on the western wilderness—all remain deep in his memory.

Ye Chen clenched his five fingers together.

When he relaxed again, there was no longer any extra emotion on his face.

He threw off the covers, got up, put on the dark gold dragon robe, and pushed open the door to his bedroom.

Outside the door, a member of the Shadow Courtyard, draped in a black cloak, immediately bowed.

"Lord Shadow."

"Um."

Ye Chen walked past him and stopped at the end of the corridor.

The member remained bent over, asking for instructions in a low voice.

"Should I have someone prepare a meal?"

"Need not."

Ye Chen looked up at the sky.

The night is receding.

The distant horizon was beginning to lighten, and the pale morning light shone over the palace walls, illuminating his pale profile.

"Go and get Luo Ji."

"Tell him that I agree to the Peach Blossom Spring Project."

Ye Chen paused for a moment, then added:

"The Swordholder Project can begin now."

The figure under the cloak paused noticeably.

"Your subordinate obeys."

"besides."

Ye Chen looked at the black mist that had not yet dissipated outside the imperial city.

"Summon all seven Shadows."

"Yes."

The member did not leave immediately.

He lowered his head and said again:

"Lord Shadow, the Second Seat asked me to tell you that the Desolate Emperor left you a message before he left."

Ye Chen's eyelashes fluttered.

"explain."

"The Heavenly Emperor said..."

The member bent down even lower.

"See you in five thousand years."

The corridor fell silent.

Ye Chen gazed at the gradually expanding dawn light on the horizon and suddenly chuckled softly.

"Oh……"

"Five thousand years later."

His five fingers tightened little by little.

"it is good."

"I've got it."

Ye Chen did not turn around.

"Go down."

"Yes."

The black-robed member took several steps back, his body blending into the shadow cast by the pillars, and disappeared within a few breaths.

Ye Chen remained standing there.

The first ray of morning light crossed the horizon and fell into his eyes.

"The first light before dawn..."

He whispered the words his grandfather had left behind.

"Can I really hold on until then?"

The morning light extends continuously in the projection.

The next moment, overwhelming darkness pressed down, completely swallowing up that little bit of light.

boom!

Outside the capital, the last line of defense collapsed.

Several blood-soaked warriors exchanged glances, then simultaneously tore off their tattered armor and charged toward the Black Tide.

"For the Dragon Kingdom!"

"For humanity!"

"kill!"

The dantian (lower abdomen) inside their bodies lit up one after another.

Explosions rang out one after another, and the flames briefly tore through the darkness before being quickly engulfed by more and more strange creatures.

After the final explosion, complete silence fell outside the city.

Within the capital city, the remaining residents did not flee.

Someone is holding a kitchen knife.

Someone was dragging a spear that had been pulled out of the ruins.

There was also an elderly man with gray hair who stuffed a steel bar into the hand of the boy next to him and then stood in front of him.

No one spoke.

They simply stood behind the city gate, watching the darkness slowly approach.

Just as darkness was about to breach the city gate, a beam of black light descended from the sky.

boom!

The ground in front of the city gate was smashed into a deep pit.

The eerie monsters approaching the capital all stopped, their massive bodies forced back a step by the pressure of that aura.

The people raised their hands to block the flying dust.

When they finally saw the figure standing in front of the city gate, everyone froze on the spot.

A dark figure appeared in front of the city gate.

Facial features are indistinct, and flesh and blood are indistinguishable.

Only that dark gold dragon robe fluttered in the darkness.

"His Majesty……"

In the crowd, an elderly man's legs went weak, and he knelt down.

Immediately afterwards, people along the entire street knelt down one after another.

"His Majesty!"

"It is the King!"

"His Majesty has arrived!"

The cries and screams quickly merged into one.

Ye Chen turned his back to the crowd and did not turn around.

He raised his right hand and waved it gently forward.

More than 50,000 cloaked figures stood silently behind Ye Chen.

He drew his twin swords.

Fifty thousand shadows simultaneously knelt and bowed their heads.

Ye Chen's voice echoed throughout the capital.

"All of you citizens of the Dragon Kingdom who have voluntarily stayed here."

"I, Ye Chen, in my capacity as the 99th ruler of the Dragon Kingdom, hereby issue this final decree."