The improved female villains regained their memories.

"Xiao Jiu." An old voice rang out.

The previously stunned Jiu Bahuang immediately reacted and burst into tears: "Is that you? Lord Yinglong, you're still alive!"

"He wasn't dead to begin with." The old voice chuckled a few times. "But you, how come you're in such a sorry state? Half your soul has been knocked away?"

"I......"

Jiu Bahuang blushed and couldn't speak for a long time.

The voice said softly, "Little Jiu, don't imitate me. I stand with the human race for my own reasons. Just live your own life. You don't need to put yourself in danger like I do."

"Yes." Jiu Bahuang lowered his head in shame.

Then the voice changed its tone again: "But I must say, you did a good job."

Jiu Ba Huang was slightly taken aback. When he looked up, he saw a huge dragon claw appear out of thin air and stroke his head.

"Most demon beasts are bound by their own cowardly nature and rely on the Guardian Heaven Sect only to survive. Over the years, the only people the human race can truly rely on are you and Huang Rui."

"Thanks a lot."

Tears welled up in Jiu Ba Huang's eyes again: "No, my lord, it's my fault for failing to protect the human race, and Huang Rui too, it also..."

Huang Rui died in battle.

It died in a battle with the villains, and when it died, Jiu Ba Huang wasn't even by its side.

"Little Jiu, don't be sad, everything must die." the voice said.

Its words suddenly filled with deep sorrow as it said, "Even I will die."

Jiu Ba Huang was slightly taken aback.

It seemed to understand something, and its whole body trembled.

The voice continued, "So, go ahead and do it. Whatever you want to do is fine. I've never helped you all these years. This time, let me do my part for you and for Huangrui."

The dragon claw gently touched Jiu Bahuang's forehead, then vanished.

In the darkness, only the echo of that aged voice could be heard: "Whatever you do, Xiao Jiu, as long as you don't regret it, that's fine."

As long as you don't regret it.

The Nine-Eight Desolate remained silent; at this moment, it felt only complex emotions.

Yes, it is very attached to Yinglong. Back then, Yinglong stood with the human race, so it also stood with the human race. But after so many years of getting along, it has realized that when God created it, it seems that He had already bound it to the human race.

It wasn't Yinglong who stood there because it was a human.

Rather, it was born to stand on the side of humanity!

"Even in my desolate lands, I have things to do," it said with a calm smile.

A tremendous force entered its body, and the darkness shattered in the next moment.

It suddenly opened its eyes and saw the royal forces that had stormed into the Heavenly Guardian Sect, struggling to survive due to the loss of their royal aura.

It laughed loudly, pounced on the royal forces, and roared:

"Fang Wu, come and fight me again!!"

Chapter 579 The Will of a Desperate Army

The Nine-Eight Desolate Ones attacked, their bodies wreathed in dragon energy, their power astonishing.

The Soul-Destroying Palm is a deadly move; once struck, the soul dissipates, and death is certain.

However, even the divine beasts had never seen anything like this in the Nine-Eight Desolations, let alone the royal family.

"You bastard!" Fang Wu looked at the Nine-Eight Desolations charging towards him and had no choice but to come and defend himself.

Without the blessing of imperial power, he became a firefighter, and the battlefield was in chaos, with rescue efforts needed everywhere.

He unleashed a series of Soul-Destroying Palm strikes on Jiu Ba Huang, but while the opponent was unharmed, he himself suffered considerable losses.

"Hehehe, Fang Wu, although I don't know where you got the Soul-Destroying Palm from, I must admit you are a genius." Jiu Ba Huang revealed its true form, its body faintly emanating a dragon's roar. Its tone was cold and mocking: "But what can you do against the power of the dragons bestowed upon me by the master?"

As he spoke, a group of dragons coiled around him and came running.

Even a trace of the power of the dragons bestowed by Yinglong is extremely terrifying.

With just one strike, Fang Wu was forced into a complete retreat.

The dragon's might is overwhelming, and the dragons roar. This place is a leaderless dragon, which is auspicious.

Fang Wu smiled bitterly: "Is this the legendary power of the dragons that assisted the Yellow Emperor? It is indeed terrifying. I am no match for them."

He coughed up blood and staggered backward, the shadow spreading outwards.

"What are you doing?!" Jiu Ba Huang immediately sensed something was wrong.

Fang Wu did not answer, but simply smiled.

A shadow loomed over the royal family's power.

The royal immortals, who had been fighting a bloody battle, suddenly sensed something and looked up.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

"It really is His Majesty!"

They all shouted in unison, referring to His Majesty, who was certainly not Xu Weibang, who was being protected in the very center.

A phantom slowly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the phantom transformed into golden flames that burned fiercely, and those flames were poured into Xu Weibang's body.

The power of the dragon vein rises again.

The royal aura soared, flowing through the shadows and into the bodies of the royal immortals.

With blood still in his mouth, Fang Wu laughed loudly, "In the Nine Eight Desolations, it's not just you who has people above you."

"Hmph, your Xu family royal family has indeed been disloyal for a long time!" Jiu Bahuang's eyes blazed with fury.

Fang Wu looked at Jiu Ba Huang, smiled, and shook his head: "It's not that I was disloyal long ago, but rather—"

"—I am the Son of Heaven."

Xu Weibang took over Fang Wu's words.

He pointed his sword at the Nine Eight Desolations, and the five-clawed golden dragon emerged again, roaring as it came.

Although not as powerful as the blessing of national fortune, the royal celestial beings who received the royal aura rallied again and fought against the Guardian Heaven Sect.

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Tianxia Zhen

With the cooperation of three royal celestial beings and Wen Shihan, one of the three divine beasts was killed and two were seriously injured.

The first to die was the Destroyer Bird. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the remaining Thunder God and the Roaring Serpent tried to escape.

But Wen Shihan suddenly erupted, chasing after her. When she returned, he was carrying two heads in his blood-stained hands.

Thor and Naruto were both killed in battle.

However, due to Yinglong's intervention, the Heavenly Array was on the verge of collapse, its balance completely broken, and it could no longer sustain itself.

Without the blessing of the nation's fortune, the three celestial beings who offered sacrifices were helpless.

The eerie head coalesced again, and an atmosphere of despair filled the air.

"We can't hold on any longer."

"We can only let the mortals fend for themselves; let each one who survives be one of the few we can."

The royal celestial beings have completely given up. The Yunmeng Grand Array covers the entire Qian Kingdom. Even if they wanted to help, they would be lucky to protect even a part of the capital.

The Qian Kingdom is so vast, what can they possibly do?

Yang Pingsheng held Su Murong, his heart heavy.

Su Murong was seriously injured, the great formation was broken, and he had no more means to deal with the situation.

The Heavenly Guardian Sect has an astonishingly deep foundation. Even if they lose the initiative, they can easily overwhelm the villains by simply inviting those old fogies to join them.

Compared to the royal family's worship of celestial beings, those guys are the real old monsters.

Despite their advance planning and the unity of everyone involved, the Guardian Heaven Sect was involved in many secrets from the past to the present, carrying too many secrets.

But...so what?

Yang Pingsheng carried Su Murong and walked step by step toward the center of the formation.

The three royal celestial beings exchanged bewildered glances. The woman in red spoke, "The entire array of the world is in chaos, fellow immortal..."

"Three."

Yang Pingsheng spoke with his back to them:

"My mission is to sit at the core of the formation and cooperate with the formation to defend against the attack of the Guardian Heaven Sect. Before the operation began, I repeatedly assured Pan Ning that I would do my best to complete my mission. Therefore, as long as the formation is not broken, I will not leave."

He continued, "Although the fate of the Qian Kingdom has been shattered, the people's hearts have been united and will not easily dissipate. At the critical moment of life and death, they are more willing to fight to the death. I have decided to sit here and fight alongside the people of the Qian Kingdom. I wonder what the three of you think?"

The three exchanged glances, and finally, the woman in red spoke up: "What does Fellow Immortal want us to do?"

"Although the foundation of the array is in disarray, it can be repaired by human intervention. I would like to ask the three of you to go to the east, south, and west directions and use your physical bodies to connect with the array and repair the damaged areas."

“You want to use such a stupid method?” Hong Lingyi frowned. “We’re fine, but you’re sitting at the core of the formation. If the formation is broken, your life will be in danger.”

Yang Pingsheng did not answer directly, but simply said, "The three of you just need to tell me whether you are willing or not."

Hong Lingyi looked at him and smiled helplessly.

Of course, there is no objection.

After a brief discussion, the three of them headed in three different directions: east, south, and west.

Yang Pingsheng then looked at Wen Shihan, his eyes filled with tenderness: "Xiaohan, is it alright to leave the North to you?"

Wen Shihan remained silent.

She stood there, pursing her lips, just as unwilling as she had been when she stole the money years ago.