War of Ten Thousand Races, front line.
In a vast and boundless void, the two sides are confronting each other at this moment. Countless saints and kings appear here, and there are even several holy masters among them. The two sides have been fighting fiercely until now, and they have become completely blood-thirsty. The battlefield is constantly shifting, and until this moment, they have already killed their way into the heartland of another ethnic group.
Strictly speaking, this place is no longer under the jurisdiction of the human race.
But what can I do?
Such an ethnic group is too weak.
There was only one Saint who rushed into the battlefield without noticing anything. Within a quarter of an hour at most, the huge tribe collapsed directly, and countless beings died tragically on the spot.
In the end, the territory of such an ethnic group became a battlefield for fighting between humans and all the other races in the starry sky.
The two sides continued to engage in a tug of war.
There are so many things like this.
The universe respects strength.
If they are not strong enough, they will be caught in the fight between the strong if they are not careful, and their race will be destroyed and they will die suddenly. During the hundreds of thousands of years of fighting between the human race and the myriad races in the starry sky, they have done countless such things. Now they have become proficient and even have a tacit understanding.
In order to avoid the war from spreading to their own territory.
When the two sides were fighting.
Naturally, they migrated to the territories of other ethnic groups to fight.
And in the meantime.
The buildings of this ethnic group have long been reduced to ashes.
The barracks of the myriad races in the starry sky and the human race were created by the Holy Lord.
The vast majority of them are lower-level laws of space and time.
They used the power of the void to forcibly construct a series of settlements.
Although it is temporary, it can only last for a few thousand years.
But it is enough to support a huge war.
And in today's situation.
A vast human camp welcomed hundreds of Saints and three Saint Lords. They were majestic and indifferent, but the two Saint Kings looked at the men in front of them. Each of them was seriously injured. His body was covered in blood. Although he was wearing white clothes, the clothes had been completely torn. He was dying and it seemed that he would die immediately in the next moment.
Seeing this scene.
The person in charge of the military camp hurried forward. He was a powerful man with supernatural powers. Although he could be regarded as cannon fodder on the battlefield, he knew his own limitations and did not actively participate in the fighting. Instead, he observed the fluctuations on the battlefield, informed all parties of battlefield intelligence from time to time, and even transported rare materials and treasures.
His strength was too small in the starry sky. Even if a strong person noticed him, they would only regard such a weak existence as an ant and would not even bother to kill him.
And coincidentally.
He had a Saint-honored grandfather, and precisely because of this, he became the manager of this small military camp. He hurried out, looking at the Saint-honored and Saint-lords in panic. The pressure from their auras made his bones creak. He immediately bowed his head in submission, unable to help but whisper, "My Lords, what are your orders here? I can certainly carry them out!"
As soon as these words were spoken, his grandfather appeared from the void, his saintly radiance illuminating the heavens. Dressed in a gray robe, his face, once dignified, now displayed a fawning expression. He gazed at the group of Saints and Saint Lords before him and cheerfully inquired, "Two Saint Kings, Saint Lord, may I be of service?"
Hearing this, Mu Hanmei couldn't help but frown. She looked at her husband and couldn't help asking, "Is such a military camp reliable? It looks extremely small."
"And it's used to store common utensils."
"The garrison officer is nothing more than a practitioner at the supernatural level on the surface."
"Do you really want to put him here?"
When she said this, she looked at her son with great worry. After knowing that Jiang Li did not want to rely on his parents and wanted to make his own way, they deliberately concealed from the world the fact that Chaos Blade Emperor had a pair of Saint King parents. Moreover, the human race was now in constant internal strife. If possible, they must conceal the fact that Jiang Li was their son, and the title of Son of Destiny must not be told to others.
otherwise.
His own son will suffer misfortune.
"Of course you can. Do you know why the myriad races in the starry sky often invade our human race?"
"But no one has ever entered this place?"
Jiang Fan chuckled softly upon hearing this.
"I don't know." Mu Hanmei was surprised.
"Of course, this place is worthless. The strongest is only at the Divine Power Realm. Although they have gathered the eight great divine powers, they are just ants in the starry sky. Moreover, those who cultivate here are at most at the Law Realm. Even kings and powerful nobles disdain to be here. Therefore, in the eyes of the myriad races in the starry sky, such a place is a deserted place. They would rather break into other powerful military camps than go here."
"You could say that."
"Such a military camp is simply a wasteland in the eyes of the Starry Sky Myriad Clan."
"No need for killing."
"Just pick any strong man on the battlefield and throw him here to kill him cleanly."
"Do you think it's safe for him to be placed here?"
"Is it possible that there might be an enemy invasion?"
"And no one knows that there is a saint stationed here."
"If nothing unexpected happens, the Saint will drive away any powerful enemy."
"How is it? I picked this place."
"It looks harmless."
“But there’s actually a hidden secret.”
Jiang Fan smiled happily.
Hearing this.
Mu Hanmei nodded slightly, but didn't say anything in the end. Now that her son was seriously injured, she had a lot of hatred towards the Blood River Saint Lord. If possible, she would definitely kill him.
A pair of eyes gradually turned cold.
The murderous intent was rampant.
As a result, the ordinary powerful masters and saints at this scene couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, mistakenly thinking that their actions had offended the two saint kings, and they were extremely terrified.
Some even immediately bent down and begged for mercy.
What can I do?
When they were about to kneel.
The murderous intent disappeared quietly.
Mu Hanmei forced a smile and said slowly, "Everyone, don't worry. The battlefield is too intense right now, and there's still a trace of murderous aura. It's not a big problem."
"We are heading here now."
"Of course I need to assign you some tasks."
Hearing these remarks.
The steward and the Holy Lord exchanged glances, bowed their heads, and said, "Please teach me, Holy King!"
"No matter what the mission is, we will definitely carry it out successfully."
This has been said.
Mu Hanmei pointed at her son and said, "Someone has suffered life-threatening injuries and needs to be repaired here. I want you to guard him!!"
"No matter how great the danger is, we must protect him."
"How? Can it be done?!"
This has been said.
The old saint and the manager were both shocked.
Then they all looked at the man in white robe in front of them.
Until now.
They just saw the man's original appearance from the bloodstains.
Just a moment.
They were immediately terrified.
He looked at the white-robed man in front of him in disbelief.
Subconsciously shouted:
"Jiang Li!!"
"Chaos Blade Emperor!!!"
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