Marquis Wuding said calmly, "Is this a good thing? Of course not!"
"Because this means that those top experts who were originally active in other areas have all disappeared... The question is, where did they go?"
"What Marquis Wuding means is..."
Ding Anbai's expression changed; he had already figured something out.
"Actually, this is not the best time or place for the decisive battle, but unfortunately... this is not something that our human race can decide."
Marquis Wuding suddenly turned around and looked at the sky outside the northern capital.
Everyone followed his gaze but saw nothing. Just as they were wondering what was going on, Marquis Wuding suddenly focused his eyes and threw a punch.
A burst of brilliant, star-like fist energy erupted forth, instantly reaching tens of kilometers away. In the previously empty void, a figure suddenly appeared and forcefully took the punch.
The tall, winged figure, clearly not human, was blasted backward in a disheveled manner, but instead burst into laughter.
His language was extremely strange, but when the feedback came back, everyone could understand it instantly.
"I've learned my lesson from Awudin Delemu of the Celestial Clan, but... is this the strongest king of the human race right now? He seems to be lacking something!"
As the laughter echoed, as if a chain reaction, one after another strangely shaped figure appeared in the sky. Some were completely covered in red robes so their faces were not visible, others were four or five zhang tall with dark blue skin, and still others were women with naked upper bodies and scorpion-tail-like lower bodies...
They came in all sorts of different appearances, but what they had in common was their soaring aura.
As these people appeared, the clouds surrounding the entire Northern Capital began to churn, concealing countless powerful figures.
Ding Anbai and the others were dumbfounded. The soldiers on the city wall were also somewhat agitated, but under the long-term strict discipline, they were still able to maintain their formation steadily.
If it weren't for Marquis Wuding's punch, they probably wouldn't have known that the seemingly peaceful Northern Capital was already surrounded by countless top experts.
“Marquis Wuding…” Ding Anbai stared blankly at the Marquis Wuding’s back.
"This is the current true situation in Beidu. Some princes and nobles believe that the powerful figures in the city should be kept in the dark, because even if everyone is informed, it will be of no use and will only cause unrest among the people."
Marquis Wuding did not turn around, but said in a deep voice, "I do not think so. It is precisely at times like these that we should make everyone aware of the crisis we are facing. There are countless powerful people in Beidu City. If we cannot unite as one, I am afraid we will not even have the last glimmer of hope!"
At this moment, Ding Anbai took a deep breath and calmed down first.
He pondered Wu Dinghou's words for a moment, then asked, "May I ask, Wu Dinghou, how did you predict that the powerful beings of all races would attack Beidu within three days?"
"Because the tremors from the Earth's core are becoming increasingly apparent... This indicates that the being they are waiting for is about to break free from its constraints."
Marquis Wuding said softly, ignoring the blank looks on the faces of the others, and continued, "Currently, there are nearly a hundred powerful alien warriors of the rank of king or marquis besieging Beidu, and this number is increasing over time."
"Currently, they cannot launch a strong attack because of the existence of the Nine Cauldrons. However, once the formation at the Earth's core is broken, even the Nine Cauldrons, which have been reinforced by the Nine Kings, will not be able to protect the Northern Capital."
Sweat beaded on Ding Anbai's forehead. Although he couldn't fully understand what Marquis Wuding was saying, he could at least grasp one point: the chances of the human race winning this battle were very low, so low that even Marquis Wuding, who was known for his toughness, had no confidence whatsoever.
Is there really no hope left?
After thinking for a moment, Ding Anbai temporarily cut off the sight and hearing of others and cautiously asked Marquis Wuding.
Marquis Wuding opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but quickly shook his head and ultimately said nothing.
Just then, the girl who had been silently following behind Ding Anbai finally couldn't help but speak up, "What about Chen Qian? Where is he?"
Ding Anbai was too late to stop him, so he could only look at Marquis Wuding with an apologetic expression, but in reality, he was also extremely curious.
The warlords kept the news of the war at the center of the earth a secret. Considering the time before, Shen Qian had actually disappeared from the public eye after entering the "Sea of Learning".
Even from Ding Yi's perspective, Shen Qian had been out of contact for more than a month.
Marquis Wuding glanced at Ding Yi, and seeing that the girl was meeting his gaze without flinching, he thought for a moment and said, "Shen Qian... is currently in seclusion to recuperate from his injuries. I am not sure when he will be able to come out of seclusion, but even if Shen Qian does come out of seclusion, I will not allow him to come to Beidu."
Upon hearing this, the girl frowned, instinctively wanting to say something, but quickly realized the other meaning behind Marquis Wuding's words.
Yes, what good would it do to sink before passing through the pass?
Those were hundreds of kings and nobles...
If we add the figure in the shadows who might surpass even kings and nobles, perhaps staying away from the Northern Capital would offer a glimmer of hope.
Ding Yi suddenly realized that this might be the "hope" that Marquis Wuding had mentioned.
Only by surviving can anything be possible.
"But I haven't said goodbye to him yet..."
The girl's sigh lingered in her heart.
...
At the top of the Tower of Myriad Forms, within the purgatory of time and space.
Three colors of flames were burning fiercely, and above them, the Shennong Cauldron, which had been enlarged to several meters in size, was rotating silently, with a humanoid figure floating in the center.
The humanoid figure flickered in and out of light, and it seemed as if no life could be sensed within it.
Suddenly, from within the humanoid object, a bright silver light, like a flickering candle flame, began to grow. Then, the silver light grew larger and larger, quickly transforming into a mighty river that flowed across the entire humanoid object in the blink of an eye.
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