"boom!"
The dense barrage of lightning spears pinned all the resurrected Imperial Guards to the ground. This time, the power of the solar lightning pierced through them, leaving no possibility of rebirth.
Only the power of the sun's thunder could truly obliterate them.
This shows that the closer one gets to the Divine Source Dynasty's Royal Fire, the stronger the soul separation becomes.
Bai Hao even speculated that the people guarding the royal fire in the capital city were probably dozens of times stronger than the imperial guards.
"Let's go."
Having dealt with the Imperial Guards, Bai Hao leaped onto the city wall once more. This time, however, no Imperial Guards came to stop him. It seemed that those guards were the only ones left defending the city.
"Come up, everyone."
Others followed suit, and the grand streets within the city walls, which should have been brimming with prosperity, were now filled with a sense of desolation.
The once prosperous town is now just a ghost town, with empty streets and houses covered in a thick layer of dust, all telling a story of its current desolation.
But we must not be fooled by the sight before us; who knows how many imperial guards are still hidden in this vast royal city.
Passing the street in front of you, looking straight ahead from the city wall, you can see a huge palace with a very long staircase leading to it.
"That should be the imperial palace of the Divine Origin Dynasty. That's our target." Bai Hao pointed to the palace in front of them, and everyone looked over.
"Let's go then!"
Duan Qiyun took the lead.
We've already come this far, so there's nothing to be afraid of.
This time it was their turn to walk in front, with Bai Hao bringing up the rear, preparing to descend the city wall. However, Zheng Long pulled Bai Hao back from behind.
"Senior brother, there's something I want to tell you..."
"What's wrong?" Bai Hao turned around and suddenly noticed that Zheng Long's expression seemed a little off.
Duan Qiyun, Ouyang Yan, and the others also turned to look at Zheng Long, wondering what he wanted to say.
"I have a few words I'd like to say to my senior brother privately. Senior Sister Duan, could you wait downstairs?" Seeing that everyone had stopped because of him, Zheng Long felt a little embarrassed and gave a shy smile.
Bai Hao turned to them and said, "Then you go down and wait for a bit. We'll be down soon."
"Oh well."
Since it was a matter between brothers, Duan Qiyun and the others didn't know what to say, so they went downstairs to wait.
Only after everyone had left did Bai Hao turn back to Zheng Long and ask, "Is there something you want to say to me alone?"
"No rush." Zheng Long smiled, his face somewhat pale. He sat down against the city wall, looking at the palace in front of him, and said:
"Senior brother, what do you think is the best chance that there's a way back from that palace?"
"I don't know, but if we work together, I believe we can definitely find a way back." Bai Hao said, but his brows furrowed slightly.
He had a bad feeling, as if Zheng Long was hiding something from him.
“There should be a way back inside, there definitely will be, but… I might not be able to see it.” Zheng Long gave a bitter smile.
Bai Hao immediately became alert, looked at Zheng Long seriously, and shouted sternly, "What do you mean? What are you going to do?"
Just as he finished speaking, Bai Hao seemed to suddenly remember something and abruptly looked down at Zheng Long's arm.
On Zheng Long's arm, the wound from the Imperial Guard's weapon had turned black. What was flowing out of the wound was not blood, but humanity!
Zheng Long is cursed!
Bai Hao's expression changed drastically.
"Didn't you already receive the Saint Luo Fruit? And I already healed you with the Solar Lightning, so how can you still be cursed?"
As he spoke, he took out another handful of Saint Luo Fruit and fed it to Zheng Long. At the same time, the solar lightning in his palm flickered again, turning into a warm power that covered Zheng Long's wounds, trying to stop the loss of humanity.
However, it had no effect whatsoever. The dark humanity slipped away from Bai Hao's fingertips like mist, and even the Sun's Thunder could not stop it.
“It’s no use… The curse has completely corrupted my body, and there’s no way to reverse it…” In just a short while, Zheng Long’s face turned much paler.
"Don't say anything. I haven't given up yet. What you say doesn't count." Bai Hao desperately released the Solar Lightning, covering Zheng Long's wounds, but it was all in vain.
The lightning of the sun, capable of annihilating any soul separated from its body, could not at this moment stop the loss of humanity.
"The power of the King Fire here is even stronger than your Solar Lightning, Senior Brother. It's enough..."
"Shut up! I haven't given up yet, and I won't allow you to give up either!" Bai Hao's eyes were bloodshot, and the power within him surged out almost frantically.
But Zheng Long's hand slowly rested on his, and a weak voice came through.
"Senior brother... I still have something to say, please let me finish..."
Bai Hao's hand trembled uncontrollably, as if he were choking on a fishbone, and his voice trembled violently.
"Okay, go ahead, I'm listening..."
He gave up treatment, grasped Zheng Long's hand, and every word he spoke felt like a knife cutting into his throat, his mouth filled with bitterness.
"Senior brother...back when we first came to the Southern Region...you were the one who helped us. At that time, I didn't treat you well. I always felt that you would look down on us...that we were just disciples of a sect in distress..."
But later, you led us in doing things time and time again... earnestly taught me how to cultivate myself... cooked for me... I know that you truly accepted us in your hearts and gave me a home...
I've always wanted to say thank you to you, the sect leader, the grand elder, my second senior brother, and everyone in the sect...
But now, I can't go back. Could you please apologize to them for me when you get back, senior brother?
"I will..." Bai Hao held Zheng Long's hand tightly, each word he uttered seemed to drain all his strength.
"Senior brother, before I completely become a soul separated from my body... kill me..." Zheng Long's voice grew softer and softer, and his eyes had lost most of their light. The deathly gray color, representing curses and loss of humanity, had occupied most of his pupils.
"good……"
Bai Hao used all his strength to stand up, slowly drew the Thousand Leaves sword from behind him, gripped it tightly with both hands, and aimed it at Zheng Long's heart, but he hesitated to strike, his hands trembling uncontrollably as he held the hilt of the sword.
"Senior brother, if there is a next life, I would still like to be your junior brother..." Zheng Long smiled innocently and slowly closed his eyes.
"Okay, in the next life, I'll still be your senior brother..."
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