Xiao Hei left quickly, her words piercing Bai Chen's heart like an incomparably sharp sword.

Bai Chen was left standing blankly in the room.

The sunlight outside the window was bright, shining on her snow-white skin, and a faint sadness appeared on her face.

She felt lost. The three races' attack was a dead end, and the Human King's Palace's involvement was nothing more than a glimmer of hope in that dead end.

The wind blew through her beautiful white hair.

She felt she had lost all hope of survival...

If she could, she would also like to lead the attack, but if she were to take action on the battlefield, the nature of the entire battlefield would be elevated to another level. At that time, those True Immortals would all take action, and she and Linglong alone would not be able to withstand it.

Bai Chen felt the breeze brushing against her cheeks, and she felt as if she had... reached a dead end.

Just then, a light green figure suddenly appeared, slowly reaching out from behind her and grabbing Bai Chen's slender waist.

A gentle voice came out: "We will definitely be able to persevere. Don't worry, I'm here."

Bai Chen felt the warmth behind him and couldn't help but turn around to look.

Yes, her good helper and best friend is Linglong.

The moment Linglong's hands clasped around her waist, Bai Chen felt a sense of peace.

Bai Chen slightly raised her fair arm and couldn't resist pinching her delicate, fair cheek.

Hmm, the silly elf's face is still very soft and bouncy.

Since the silly elf thinks we can persevere together, at least for the sake of this silly elf, she should persevere as well.

If all else fails... she is willing to take the path she least wants to take, to become a traitor who will be remembered as a villain for all elves for ten thousand years, and to beg the human king to bring down a judgment that will blot out the sky for the elves.

...

Because of Wenxin's departure, the scene in front of Haotian became three.

Wenxin was still recuperating. Despite her defeat, she was not discouraged. She was like a sharp divine weapon, seemingly possessing an inner sharpness and brewing a soaring and transcendent sword intent.

Although the elves around her were arguing and cursing, Wenxin seemed to be isolated from the world. Whenever an elf tried to approach her, her sharp sword intent would lock onto him, and the elf would silently and slowly move away.

Although her cultivation level was only at the Nascent Soul stage, her sword intent was so strong that even someone undergoing tribulation wouldn't want to take a hit from her.

As for Xiao Fangying, although she had always stayed in the Xin'an tribe, the tribe was only left with those elves who had no fighting ability, and most of them were small elves.

They were unaware that a war had broken out, and continued to play carefree every day.

Xiao Fangying didn't like children, because strictly speaking, she was also a child, but she had seen a lot and her mind had matured quickly.

The best time of her childhood was when she lived with her mother and later with Haotian.

Of course, children unaware of the war may live carefree lives, but for their mothers, who also remain in their communities, each day is more agonizing than the last.

Little Fragrance had seen several emotionally unstable fairies. They would stand at the door of the treehouse, gazing into the distance, or stare blankly at the boundless sky.

Perhaps only the children's cries could bring them back to their senses.

Xiao Fangying felt that she had seen them somewhere before...

It was from her senior classmates, whom she often saw during that year.

Perhaps... they are all filled with longing and worry.

Here in the Butterfly Kingdom... they've started a war too.

The Emperor's tribe did not agree to give up the war, because their 'king' had learned that Xin'an had already started fighting with two other tribes, so... even without external support, they still wanted to fight.

On this day, Diefang did not display her great prowess on the battlefield.

She played a very ordinary role, without using any of her most powerful moves. After hearing about the elves' "usual practices" earlier, she lost the will to fight with all her might to protect them.

Perhaps, in Diefang's eyes, such a war was indeed a good place to hone herself, but compared to a group of selfish and greedy teammates, she preferred to unite with her junior sisters to suppress everything they had done.

She was never a timid, cowardly, or guilty person. If she could... with her Nascent Soul cultivation, what harm would there be in competing with an immortal?

Haotian had observed the behavior of the three of them.

She was thinking...

The filthy battlefield made them feel that this was an experience they didn't want to go through, and an experience that doesn't align with their state of mind won't be very effective.

But what in the world isn't a dirty battlefield? War is accompanied by the collapse of order, and the evil will be magnified infinitely.

The battlefield is a necessary part of their lives, but the collapse of etiquette and order caused by the war plunges them into confusion. Although some of them quickly emerge from their confusion, others still cannot bear the collapse of order.

Hao Tian glanced subconsciously at Xin Yu, who was sleeping peacefully on Chu Xinqiao's lap.

They still have a long way to go.

The collapse of order is only part of the story. Only by seeing more of the world, whether it be dazzling or dark and damp, and by having a firm and unwavering belief, can one find the path to suppressing all ages.

Should Haotian force them to grow too fast...? But if she does that, will they be able to reach the heights she expects in the future and master the ultimate path of transcendence?

But... if she doesn't force things to grow faster, when will she ever get to that point?

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