The moment the soil emerged from the source, Nancheng was already engulfed in chaos. Tens of millions of people in Nancheng were vying for the ubiquitous Demon Pattern Divine Bloodstone. Even with the combined efforts of the four sworn regiments, they could only stabilize the ownership of the Demon Pattern Divine Bloodstone in a small portion of the area.
Moreover, the struggle for the Demonic Bloodstone is not over yet, and a new crisis is on the horizon.
Demon Spirit!
The Demon Lord's army, hidden within the Demon Pattern Divine Bloodstone, landed in the South City. As the Awakened Ones began vying for the Demon Pattern Divine Bloodstone, the demonic spirits turned their attention to the defenseless unawakened ones, beginning a brutal massacre.
By the time the forces in the southern city discovered this, nearly half a million people had already died in the entire city, and the whole city was instantly filled with bloodshed and lamentations.
As Jiang Yuan walked through the devastated ruins of the southern city, his conviction, like the corpses lying silently on the ground, was cold and no longer stirred.
"All the Demonic Bloodstones have been snatched up," Liu Zhaodi said with a sense of loss.
"The destruction of Nancheng is inevitable, we must leave!" Jiang Yuan sighed. In an irreversible situation, preserving oneself is the most important thing.
"But now so many demonic spirits are appearing in the streets and alleys of the South City, and there are also alien races approaching from outside. What will happen to the people of the South City if we leave?" Liu Zhaodi said, conflicted.
Jiang Yuan didn't answer Liu Zhaodi, but silently took out the communication stones of the oath leaders and transmitted his voice: "Everyone, return to the oath base. You only have fifteen minutes!"
"Are you really leaving?" Liu Zhaodi had already guessed that Jiang Yuan was determined to leave when she saw his appearance, but the greater sense of duty in her heart still made her hesitate.
"sorry!"
Jiang Yuan pulled Liu Zhaodi into his arms. He didn't want to make this choice either, but in the face of death, the choice was no longer important; what mattered was surviving!
Those who had sworn an oath did not understand why their leader had suddenly summoned them, but out of trust in their leader, they still retreated. However, as soon as they withdrew, the killing in the southern city increased by 50%.
"Brother Yuan, why did you suddenly call everyone together?" Little Fatty rushed over, his tone quite anxious.
Besides Little Fatty, the others arrived one after another, all with puzzled expressions.
Suddenly withdrawing those who swore an oath at this critical juncture would be a huge disaster for South City, as it would mean the loss of a core force to resist the demon army.
"What happened?" Blood was still dripping from the tip of Leng Yue's blade.
Jiang Yuan glanced around but couldn't spot Ning Yanlan, so he asked, "Where's Yanlan?"
"I don't know, I haven't seen her for the past two days!" Liang Yuquan's expression was solemn; he was one of the few people who suspected Ning Yanlan's identity.
Jiang Yuan frowned, then nodded and said, "Alright, take out the Demonic Bloodstone first, then I'll take you away from South City!"
"Leave Nancheng?"
The members of the oath exchanged bewildered glances. Taking out the Demonic Bloodstone was understandable, but what did leaving the South City mean?
"Zhao Di, go and find Yan Lan. She should still be in her room!" Jiang Yuan gestured for Liu Zhao Di to go find Ning Yan Lan. If they didn't leave soon, even the sacrificial battle soul mark would be useless.
"Um!"
Liu Zhaodi nodded and jogged away.
"Everyone, are you curious as to why I suddenly summoned you all here?" Jiang Yuan said in a deep voice, looking at the two thousand members of the Oath Gang in front of him.
"Brother Yuan, just tell me what happened, we're all brothers here!"
Little Fatty's intuition told him that this was definitely not going to be a simple matter.
"I can only tell everyone that the future of the oath does not lie in Nancheng!" Jiang Yuan sighed.
South City is destined to be a dead city. Staying here will only lead to death, just a few thousand more corpses!
"Yes, the future of the vow is not in the South City!"
As soon as Jiang Yuan finished speaking, a voice filled with icy killing intent rang out from behind. The moment he heard the voice, Jiang Yuan's heart pounded uncontrollably. It was Ning Yanlan!
Ning Yanlan held a knife to Liu Zhaodi's neck as she walked towards Jiang Yuan.
"Yanlan, what are you doing?" Jiang Yuan was in a daze. He never thought that he would face Ning Yanlan with weapons.
"The future of the oath is not in Nancheng, but the future of the battlefield is in Nancheng!" Ning Yanlan's eyes no longer held their usual tranquility and indifference; instead, they were filled with a cluster of flames and a flower of ice.
"So what do you want? Do you want me dead?!" Jiang Yuan said angrily, a rare sight for him. He was branded with the Battle Soul Mark, and if he stayed, he would surely die.
"I'll die with you!" Ning Yanlan raised her head, her eyes filled with unwavering resolve.
"No matter what, I swear everyone must leave Nancheng today!"
After speaking, Jiang Yuan pointed to his brow, and the Battle Soul Imprint appeared. Instantly, the entire South City trembled, and the Myriad Realms Origin Dragon slowly emerged from the World Vein.
"Are you sure you want to destroy your battle spirit in exchange for a chance to leave?" The Myriad Realms Origin Dragon raised its head and looked at Jiang Yuan expressionlessly.
"Souls of the battlefield, sacrifice them!"
Without hesitation, Jiang Yuan unleashed the Battle Soul Imprint, intending to sever his connection with it and let the Battlefield Origin perish on its own.
“The remnant of the mineral source, this is what you gave me back then!” Ning Yanlan slowly took out the ring, her upturned lips revealing a smile that was hard to tell whether it was sarcasm or self-mockery.
"It really is you!" Jiang Yuan felt an indescribable pain in his heart. All his previous doubts were now explained. Ning Yanlan had begun preparations from the moment he entered the Source of the Battlefield, with the aim of controlling him and the Source of the Battlefield.
"Sister Yanlan, I know you must have some difficulties. Can we sit down and talk it out calmly?" Liu Zhaodi pleaded desperately, never expecting things to develop to this point.
Ning Yanlan smiled faintly after hearing this, and the mineral residue in her hand slowly turned into powder.
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