When the mineral remnants completely turned to ashes, a glimmer of light appeared in the eyes of the Myriad Realms Origin Dragon, a sign that it was about to be unsealed from the world vein.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yuan immediately sped up his efforts to sever the battle spirit imprint, but the swastika between his brows only grew denser, showing no sign of disappearing. "Damn it, why can't I sever the battle spirit imprint!"

"Don't waste your energy. The eternal life contract you signed with me is based on the source of the battlefield." Ning Yanlan was extremely calm, as if everything was under control.

While Jiang Yuan was stunned, the Myriad Realms Origin Dragon had already broken free from the World Vein, and the slain creatures were continuously absorbed by it, becoming nourishment for the source of cultivation.

The source of the battlefield requires blood sacrifice, and the South City is the altar, while the people on the South City are the sacrifices!

"I'm taking Liu Zhaodi away. If I don't get 10,000 pieces of Demon God Blood within twelve hours, you can come to the North City Alliance to collect her body!" Ning Yanlan moved her hand slightly, and a shallow bloodstain appeared on Liu Zhaodi's neck. She wasn't joking; she really wanted to kill Liu Zhaodi.

"Let her go, take it out on me!" Jiang Yuan kept suppressing his emotions.

"Protect the Prophet!"

Before Jiang Yuan could make a move, a large number of troops had already rushed into the base. They were soldiers from both the Northern City Alliance and the Crimson Blood Army. However, the two former enemies were now only loyal to Ning Yanlan. Even Sima Sheng and Yin Cha of the Crimson Blood Army stood quietly behind Ning Yanlan to guard her and prevent Jiang Yuan from making a sudden move.

"Jiang Yuan, you don't have much time left!" Ning Yanlan turned around, giving him a cold look, then turned back and said, "Let's go!"

After the Northern Alliance and the Crimson Blood Army left, the entire Oath Base was extremely quiet. Although they didn't understand what had happened, they could still understand the drama of turning against each other.

"Brother Yuan, your wife is gone!" Little Fatty reminded him with a complicated expression.

"What exactly is Ning Yanlan's identity? Why can she command the Crimson Blood Army?" Leng Yue clenched her fists, her previously subsided hatred surging up again. If Ning Yanlan was related to the Crimson Blood Army, then Ning Yanlan was undoubtedly responsible for the harm she had suffered.

Jiang Yuan took a deep breath. Even with his composure, he still couldn't figure it out. He even wondered if he was dreaming.

"Let's disperse!" Jiang Yuan glanced at the bronze door, then walked in dejectedly.

He needs to know everything!

Although Jiang Yuan did not make any statement, the people who made the vow acted in perfect unison.

"Let's go find the Demon God's Blood!"

"But the blood of the demon god requires the power of living beings to be condensed. Where can we find such a huge amount of living beings now?"

"Then let's go outside the city and kill the alien races! No matter what, we must gather ten thousand pieces of demon god blood for me today!"

...

"You knew all along that Ning Yanlan opened the bronze door?"

Jiang Yuan looked up at the Myriad Realms Origin Dragon, whose complete dragon body had now appeared.

“That’s right!” The Myriad Realms Origin Dragon no longer concealed anything.

"Who exactly is she? What is her purpose in getting close to me?" When Jiang Yuan asked this question, images of spending time with Ning Yanlan flashed through his mind, and he couldn't control himself at all.

"I can't tell you who she is, but I can tell you that her purpose is pure: to gather a better source for the battlefield! Because only by gathering a better source can the battlefield have a future, otherwise all civilizations in this world will perish! So, you are not doing something meaningless. Although you will eventually merge into the source because of the Battle Soul Imprint, this is also a necessary sacrifice!" The Myriad Realms Source Dragon stated this as if it were a trivial matter.

"Why did you choose me?" Jiang Yuan clenched his fists. It wasn't that he couldn't accept death, but he couldn't accept Ning Yanlan deceiving him in this way.

"Because only god-level chosen ones can bear the soul of the battlefield, and the higher the talent, the stronger the final battle soul will be, and the higher the quality of the battlefield source formed accordingly!"

After speaking, Wan Jie Yuanlong glanced at Jiang Yuan and acknowledged, "With your current talent, your Battle Soul quality is definitely the highest among the nine battlefields! I just don't know how high your Battle Source will reach next!"

"Ha!" Jiang Yuan laughed sadly. It turned out that he was just a vessel for a battle spirit, and one that was destined to die.

"Your fate is sealed, but the fates of your friends are yet to be determined, so there's no need to be discouraged!" Myriad Realms Origin Dragon said calmly.

"Will the alien race descend and destroy this place?" A complex emotion welled up in Jiang Yuan's eyes.

Upon hearing Jiang Yuan's words, the Myriad Realms Origin Dragon smiled faintly, then asked with a profound meaning, "That's right, a powerful source is too important for the human race. It will rewrite the final course of the battlefield?"

"So, I deserve to die?" Jiang Yuan retorted.