I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

As the gray-clad youth spoke, an ancient, black longsword appeared directly in front of him, standing upright in the air!

He grasped the sword and threw it into the void. In an instant, the greatsword transformed into four greatswords filled with different lights, which immediately circled around him. Each of these swords carried an absolute and terrifying power, causing the space to tremble as if it could not withstand the force.

A glint flashed in the gray-clad youth's eyes, as if four different powers were constantly shifting within him. His expression turned serious, and he waved his hand. The four great swords, trailing streaks of different colors, immediately sped off in four different directions.

"Heavenly Evil Realm, Purple Nether Realm, White God Realm, and that last realm, condense for me!" The gray-robed youth roared to the sky, and in his roar, the power within his body had already merged into the four great swords, and in their central positions, it had all transformed into pillars to consolidate the four realms, standing tall and firm.

Instantly, the place that had collapsed suddenly recovered, as if it had been infused with a power that was eternal and indestructible.

Four swords, four realms.

"Next, with my boundless vitality, I will temporarily create life in this universe." The gray-robed youth's face turned deathly pale in an instant, and his hair fell as he spoke, turning snow-white in a flash.

His face, though not handsome, was still quite delicate, but now it had aged rapidly, as if all of it had been taken away from him, but even so, it could not take away his determination!

A white beam of light, of immeasurable diameter, shot into the sky from the gray-clad youth at its center. Its light seemed to illuminate the dark heavens and guide the returning child back to his homeland.

A longing lingers.

That was an absolutely unwavering power of belief... that was an absolute vitality.

When that white pillar of light shot into the sky, even the red-robed youth in the last realm could feel it very clearly.

He looked into the distance, a look of sadness in his eyes: "Brother..."

In the final realm, a woman looked up at the sky, her expression extremely complicated: "Will we ever meet again?"

In the end, she cried!

Not only these two, but everyone who had ever crossed paths with the gray-clad youth in the remaining universe looked up at the sky with sorrowful expressions, as if trying to see through the world and the firmament.

The highest point in the universe.

The gray-clad youth's appearance had changed drastically. If one were not familiar with him, one would never recognize him. The power he used to restore the life force center of the four realms was something even a true god could not afford to consume, but he had no regrets, and the determination in his eyes would never change.

"Finally..." the gray-clad youth murmured, suddenly recalling his entire life.

This thought is not a sigh, but a feeling of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both emotion and reflection).

"With all the strength I have left, I will protect the one who may bring about a miracle in the future. I hope that person will remember my name. My name is... Zhen." The gray-clad youth murmured softly.

But within that voice, he seemed to also sense that somewhere in the void ahead, there was something watching him... the Yellow Springs.

At the eastern gate of the desolate region, a stretch of ten miles was filled with billowing sand and dust.

There are about 560 people here, all of whom are at least at the Traveling Realm, but most of them are just low-ranking soldiers.

Upon closer inspection, there were fifteen extraordinary cultivators standing in front of them, arranged in a neat line.

The fifteen people lined up in a row, and the one standing in the very center was none other than Huang Sheng, clad in golden armor.

To his left, besides the man who had been following him, were Huang Mao, the captain of the First Forward Team, as well as the captains of the Fifth Forward Team, the Seventh Forward Team, the Ninth Forward Team, the Eleventh Forward Team, and the Third Forward Team.

They were either handsome men or strong, muscular men, but they had two things in common: first, their cultivation level was all above the half-step Heavenly Monarch level; second, their gender was all male.

Huang Mao is their leader and also the captain of these six odd-numbered forward teams.

To Huang Sheng's right, besides the beautiful woman who had always been with him, were the captains of the Fourth Vanguard Team, the Sixth Vanguard Team, the Eighth Vanguard Team, the Tenth Vanguard Team, and Xiao Qing, the captain of the Twelfth Vanguard Team.

In contrast to the odd-numbered forward teams, all five forward teams are women, with Xiao Qing as the overall captain. Originally, there was a man in the even-numbered forward teams, namely Huang Xing, the captain of the second forward team, but unfortunately, he is no longer around. Therefore, the even-numbered forward teams have truly become an all-female army.

Of the 500 people, each forward team consists of about 50 people, with 300 being men and 250 being women, corresponding to six odd-numbered forward teams and five even-numbered forward teams.

At this moment, the soldiers were silent and very orderly, waiting for their captain to speak. However, their captain was waiting for Huang Sheng to speak.

"No rush... wait a little longer," Huang Sheng said after a while.

……

On the other hand, within the desolate region.

The five major forces of the Heavenly Profound Realm, the Emperor Demon Clan and Emperor Demon Sect of the Emperor Demon Domain, the Emperor Sword Clan of the Ice Plains, and some reclusive families have all come here, clearly intending to engage in a final battle with the Yellow Clan.

But in reality, those who are truly strong know that cultivators below the Zhouyou Realm are of no use in this decisive battle. Therefore, most of the cultivators recruited by the True Profound Alliance from all over the True Profound Continent have some skills, and at least in terms of overall strength, they are able to contend with enemies at the first level of the Zhouyou Realm.

In order to make room for this great battle, Jueyi resolutely decided to empty the wasteland, that is, to send all those who were not capable of fighting to the True Profound Continent or the Imperial Demon Domain.

This is for their own safety, and also to allow the combat personnel to perform better.

However, if we calculate it this way, almost all the original inhabitants of the wasteland will have to leave, since these people are simply too weak.

Of course, Jueyi did not force them to leave. Those who wanted to stay could stay, but they did not care about their lives.

That's why most of the original inhabitants chose to leave, while only a small number of people who were somewhat attached to the wasteland chose to stay.

Tianan Chamber of Commerce, Baihua Tower, rooftop.

Xu Tian and the young girl Yin Hua were walking here step by step, but they both seemed to be feeling sad.

“The wasteland is about to become a battlefield. After today, you should leave!” Xu Tian glanced at the room that originally belonged to Xu Tianqin, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his eyes, and then said to Yin Hua.

Upon hearing this, Yin Hua simply shook her head and replied, "No, I want to wait for Miss to return."

"Sigh!" Xu Tian sighed softly, "Miss is no longer coming back. It's too dangerous for you to stay here, do you understand?"

“Then…then let’s come along too, President! Let’s start over in the Heavenly Profound Realm or the Imperial Demon Domain,” Yin Hua suggested.

"Hehehe, don't overthink it. I'm from the Desolate Region, and I'm only suited for the Desolate Region..." Xu Tian said with a bitter smile.

"President! That..."

"Enough with the unnecessary words, let's go! If you really consider me the president, then listen to me, understand?" At this moment, Xu Tian'an suddenly became serious.

Yin Hua was taken aback. After a moment of silence, she finally sighed and respected Xu Tian'an's choice.

……

The North District is a vast area filled with flowers.

Hua Feiying, Shi Xiang, and Hua Xinxin.

"Take her away," Hua Feiying said to Shi Xiang.

"I'm not leaving, I want to stay with Sister Hua," Hua Xinxin said earnestly, with what looked like tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Don't be silly, listen to your sister this time." Hua Feiying glared at Hua Xinxin and said.

Hua Xinxin's petite body froze for a moment, then she lowered her head, speechless.

At the same time, Shi Xiang said, "Okay, I promise you, but you must come. We will wait for you in Phoenix Valley."

"Phoenix Valley? That's quite a nice place," Hua Feiying murmured, calming herself down.

"Sister Hua, you'll be alright," Hua Xinxin said.

"Of course nothing will happen, because... someone will protect me." As she spoke, Hua Feiying thought of someone.

Upon hearing Hua Feiying's words, a hint of reminiscence appeared in Shi Xiang's beautiful eyes.

……

South District, Underground City.

Meadow, riverside.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is really troublesome! I didn't expect the Huang Clan to launch a full-scale attack so quickly." Qian Tu looked at the strategist and said with a hint of surprise.

"Don't worry! Even if they breach the wasteland, our plan will not be affected in any way," the strategist said.

"Oh? So sure? Are you related to the Huang clan?" Qian Tu suddenly asked this question, perhaps unintentionally.

To Qian Tu's utter astonishment, the strategist simply laughed and said, "Hehehe, I suppose so!"

……

East District, East Gate.

The Huang Clan's army is in the east, so the True Mystery Alliance's main defensive area will naturally be at the east gate.

This eastern district has long been empty and is now a resting place for cultivators of the True Profound Alliance. However, there are not many people here, only about three or four hundred scattered around. But these three or four hundred people are the strongest group in the True Profound Continent.

At this moment, Jue Yi, Wan Feng, and several other powerful individuals with cultivation levels above the late Heavenly Monarch stage were standing on the East Gate city wall, gazing into the distance.

"Is it ready?" Jueyi looked at the sword master named Jingwei, who had challenged Huangquan before, and asked.

"That's about it. Although we encountered a few people trying to take advantage of the situation along the way, we managed to resolve it satisfactorily in the end," Jing Wei replied indifferently, standing next to Jue Yi.

"Very well, then... let's wait for the war to begin!" As he said this, a hint of fighting spirit seemed to suddenly appear in Jueyi's eyes.

Chapter 245 Chess Pieces

In addition, Huang Quan also awoke.

Inside the secret room, he looked both surprised and enlightened. He seemed to know everything, yet he also seemed to be confused.

Perhaps that's why he planned to go to a place, a place he had been before, based on everything he had seen, and find a person, a person from the past, to learn something from that person.

Of course, he did not ignore the Huang clan's army at the city gates, so he would return before the two sides went to war, after all... he was the True Profound Lord.

His departure went unnoticed by anyone, including Jueyi, the Year Tree, and Huang Sheng.

Perhaps it was because he had unlocked the fifth level of the True Law that his cultivation had reached a level not much different from theirs, which was why he was able to unconsciously conceal his whereabouts!

Half an hour later, he crossed the Sea of ​​One Line and arrived at the Heavenly Profound Realm. Then, after about a quarter of an hour, he arrived at the place where he had once been.

That is... Li Mozong.

The Li Mo Sect has become quite quiet now. The departure of the Yellow lineage, the abandonment of the Emperor lineage, and most of the disciples of the Earth and Profound lineages, along with some cultivators from other forces, have all gone to the Imperial Demon Domain.

They want to help ordinary people in the endless wasteland migrate.

This is Huang Quan and Jue Yi's policy: to mobilize all cultivators across the True Profound Continent to help those in need.

Therefore, from a high vantage point, one could hardly see any people left in the Li Mo Sect, and the main peak of the Xuan lineage, which already had few disciples, had now become an empty mountain.

And the final destination of the Yellow Springs is this mountain.

He came looking for someone, someone else besides Bai Qi.

Huang Quan remembered that his name was... Yuan Jie.

To Huang Quan's surprise, just as he stepped onto the main peak of the Xuan lineage, he saw Yuan Jie standing slowly in a clearing in a small forest.

Yuan Jie smiled as he looked at Huang Quan, appearing completely harmless.

"You've arrived," Yuan Jie said.