When Qingluan Douluo put away the Buddha's Furious Tang Lotus, the dazzling and heart-pounding box-opening feast finally came to an end. The blind box shells piled on the ground are empty, but the excitement, joy and majestic energy in the air linger for a long time.
Everyone's eyes subconsciously glanced at the last two peak beings in the field who had not yet made a move - the ninety-ninth level Extreme Douluo Qian Daoliu, and the unfathomable Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena.
Needless to say, Gu Yuena’s strength far exceeds that of everyone present. Even Emperor Tian’s opening of the box was so "miserable". If she takes action, the result can be imagined, and there is a high probability that there will be no gain. Everyone looked at the old man with blond hair and white robes with awe and curiosity, and his aura was as vast as the sky.
Qian Daoliu naturally felt everyone's gaze. He stroked his beard and smiled, but did not step forward immediately. Instead, he glanced majestically at the elders and worshipers who were still excited, and said in a deep voice: "Today's opportunity has ended, and you have gained a lot. You should practice diligently and become familiar with the new power as soon as possible. Don't let down this good fortune. Everyone, go down. "
Hearing this, the elders were reluctant to give up and wanted to see what the big offering could bring, but they did not dare to disobey. They all bowed respectfully: "I will obey your majesty's order!" Then, amid excited whispers, they exited the small courtyard in small groups, eager to go back and digest this shocking harvest.
In the blink of an eye, the noisy courtyard quieted down, leaving only Ling Ye, Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu, Gu Yuena, Di Tian, and Bi Ji.
Qian Daoliu then turned his gaze to Ling Ye, with a gentle but meaningful smile on his face: "Okay, everyone has dispersed. I have lived for more than a hundred years, and I have seen many miracles today, and I can't help but feel itchy. Little Ling, how about you let me try your blind box trick?"
His tone was calm, but naturally carried an unquestionable dignity. At the same time, the profound meaning of his words was also obvious - after he opened the box, he still had important things to discuss with several people present. And unknowingly, this young man, Ling Ye, has become a "vital" person who is qualified to discuss important matters with the few top people in the mainland.
Ling Ye nodded.
"Big offering, please." Ling Ye made a gesture.
Qian Daoliu smiled and stepped forward. He did not select as carefully as others, but casually flicked his sleeves, and the first blind box opened.
In the box, a wisp of clear air that was even subtler and almost imperceptible than what Ditian had emitted before floated out and merged into a thousand fluids.
"Hmm, a little soul power." Qian Daoliu nodded slightly, his expression calm. At his ninety-ninth level of demigod state, this amount of soul power is indeed not even a "mosquito leg", it can only be said to be better than nothing. The results were expected.
He opened the second blind box without hesitation.
The lid of the box was opened, and there were bottles of black, bubbling liquid neatly stacked inside - it was the same "Happy Fat House Water" prescribed by Qianjun Douluo, a whole box.
Qian Daoliu: "..."
Everyone: "..."
The scene was a bit awkward and silent for a time.
This majestic ninety-nine-level priest looked at this box of strange-shaped drinks, and the muscles on his face seemed to twitch imperceptibly. I thought that Qian Daoliu, who had been majestic throughout his life, had been in charge of Wuhun Palace for most of his life, and was respected by thousands of people, but today he actually opened a box of...drinks?
Even Bibi Dong, who was standing beside her, couldn't help covering her lips with her hands and coughed slightly to hide her smile. The corners of Gu Yuena's mouth also seemed to raise a very slight arc.
Ling Ye bit the bullet and explained: "Great offering, this thing is called happy water. It has a unique taste and can restore a small amount of soul power... Its main function is... to quench thirst." He himself felt that this explanation was extremely pale.
Qian Daoliu was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed loudly, showing a bit of open-mindedness: "Haha, it doesn't matter, it seems that I am destined to have this food today. Let Xiaoxue have a try later." He actually rolled up his sleeves and put away the box of happy water, as if he was just putting away an ordinary object, showing the magnanimity of a peerless strong man.
There is one last blind box left. With two "junk"s in a row, everyone felt that Qian Daoliu seemed to be unlucky today, and this last one probably wouldn't be any surprise.
Qian Daoliu himself seemed to think so. He casually opened the lid of the third blind box.
No light, no energy.
At the bottom of the box, lying quietly is a...book?
The cover of this book is made of a strange material, neither leather nor paper, showing a warm beige color. On the cover, written in a slightly childish but neat font, were several large characters - "How to be a good grandpa".
The appearance of this book is more shocking than Happy Water!
Grandpa? Qian Daoliu is indeed Qian Renxue's grandfather, but the title of this book... is too unbelievable, right? !
Qian Daoliu was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously picked up the book and started reading. The book is not thick, and the handwriting inside is also neat, with some simple illustrations. The content is actually various "tips" and "experiences" on how to get along with grandchildren, how to understand the thoughts of young people, and how to be an enlightened, kind, yet dignified grandpa. The writing is quite sincere and even a little... cute?
This style of painting is extremely incompatible with Qian Daoliu, the great enshrinement of the Wuhun Palace and the invincible figure in the sky!
Bibi Dong's expression was completely unbearable, and her shoulders were shaking slightly. Di Tian and Bi Ji also looked strange. Ling Ye even covered her face and couldn't look at it... Is this blind box just for fun today?
However, to everyone's surprise, Qian Daoliu looked at the book in his hand. After the initial shock, his face did not show anger or embarrassment, but instead showed an extremely complicated expression. There is confusion, reminiscence, and an imperceptible hint of... guilt and tenderness.
He gently rubbed the pages of the book and was silent for a long time.
As the chief priest of Wuhun Hall, he has adhered to his duties throughout his life, guarding the angel faith, and put most of his energy into cultivating Qian Renxue, hoping that she could inherit the divine throne. But that kind of upbringing is more about rigorous training and the instillation of mission. It seems that...it is really rare to give Xiaoxue that pure, intergenerational affection and love as an ordinary grandfather.
This book, like a mirror, reflects the shortcomings of his role as "grandpa".
He slowly closed the book and put it away carefully, as if it was not a ridiculous book but a precious gift.
He raised his head, his face had returned to its former calm and majesty, but his eyes seemed a little softer than usual. He looked at Ling Ye and said solemnly: "Ling Ye, this thing... is very good. I... really should learn how to be a good grandpa."
As soon as these words came out, everyone stopped smiling and felt inexplicably touched in their hearts, especially Bibi Dong. Ever since she read The Adventures of Tang San, although mother and daughter are no longer strangers like before, there will always be some distance between them.
"Hey!" Bibi Dong sighed.
The subtle atmosphere brought by Qian Daoliu's "How to Be a Good Grandpa", especially Bibi Dong's complicated sigh, was quickly dissipated by more pressing practical issues.
Qian Daoliu looked solemn, glanced at everyone present, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's not talk about it. According to the latest reports from the empire's spies across the continent, combined with intelligence analysis from all parties, the most likely hiding place for the missing Tang San and his associates, as well as the master Yu Xiaogang, is the isolated overseas island - Poseidon Island!"
He paused, a trace of recollection and solemnity flashed in his eyes: "Poseidon Island... A long time ago, during the heyday of our Spirit Hall, we were led by the previous generation of Pope Qian Xunji with the intention of integrating it, but they suffered an unprecedented defeat there. Bo Saixi's strength is invincible on the ocean. Even now, in the The sea may not be her opponent. "
He changed the topic, with the confidence brought by the unprecedented strength of the Spirit Empire today: "But! Today is different from the past! Our Spirit Empire has four Extreme Douluo, and the high-end combat power is far beyond the past! Poseidon Island is no longer an untouchable forbidden land!"
However, his tone immediately became a little complicated and hesitant: "It's just... Bo Saixi... she and I and Tang Chen are old acquaintances after all. And as a great worshiper of the Sea God, she is an envoy of the gods, which is the same as me. I came to the Sea God Island as a conqueror and met her in battle... I..."
He has not yet said anything. After finishing, he was interrupted by Bibi Dong's cold and decisive voice: "That's enough, Qiandaoliu! Now is not the time to dwell on old relationships and pay attention to identity! Don't forget that Poseidon Island is an obstacle that must be removed for us to unify the continent! Don't forget how the angel god that thousands of families have believed in fell! It was because of the Poseidon's scheme to steal the power of faith!"
Bibi Dongfeng's eyes were filled with evil, and her tone was as sharp as a knife: "The 'Xixi' in your mouth is the most loyal spokesperson of Poseidon! He is our sworn enemy! You decide for yourself! Love to leave or not! In the current Wuhun Empire, it is no longer important whether you, Qian Daoliu, take action personally!"
She suddenly said With a wave of his hand, he showed the pope's authority and decisiveness: "You only need to hand over the offerings in the enshrinement hall to my command! I will personally lead the team and conquer Poseidon Island! I want to see how that Bo Saixi can stop my Spirit Empire's troops!"
Bibi Dong's strength and ruthlessness made the atmosphere instantly tense.
At this moment, Ling Ye took a step forward, his voice was calm but with an unquestionable weight: "Your Majesty the Pope, wait a minute."
Everyone turned to him.
Ling Ye looked at Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong and said slowly: "Poseidon Island must be captured, but there is another place that must be cleared at the same time - the killing city!"
"The killing city?" Bibi Dong frowned, "That paradise of sin? Although it contains filth and evil, it doesn't seem to be a big threat."
"No," Ling Ye shook his head, his eyes Profoundly, "The City of Killing is far from that simple. It is also the inheritance place of the gods and the selection field of the Shura God. There are huge secrets and power hidden in it. It must be completely controlled or destroyed, and no hidden dangers must be left. And..."
He looked at Qian Daoliu and said meaningfully: "...There is an 'old friend' of yours over there. The King of Slaughter in the City of Slaughter... is said to be closely related to Haotian Douluo Tang Chen. Perhaps it would be more appropriate for me to enshrine you and go to the City of Slaughter in person."
Qian Daoliu heard this and his pupils suddenly shrank! Tang Chen? ! The King of Killing? ! yes! The rival that he had been looking for all his life as a friend and foe, he had heard Xue'er mention it last time, but he had forgotten about it!
A wave of extremely complex emotions surged into my heart, including a desire to fight, memories, and a determination that I must go and find out!
"Okay!" Qian Daoliu suddenly raised his head, with no hesitation in his eyes, only a determined light. "Leave the killing city to me! I will thoroughly investigate it and settle all old grudges!"
After persuading Qian Daoliu, Ling Ye turned to Bibi Dong: "His Majesty the Pope, you must not take your trip to Poseidon Island lightly. Poseidon Island has been in operation for many years and has a profound foundation. It is also guarded by seven sacred pillars and is extremely difficult to deal with in the marine environment. In order to ensure that everything is safe Nothing is wrong, I hope to go with you."
"You want to go too?" Bibi Dong frowned even more, "Ling Ye, your importance is irreplaceable, but you are only level 88 now, fighting at this level..."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty," Ling Ye smiled confidently, "I will stay in seclusion for a while and try to raise my strength to level ninety before setting off. You can first concentrate on solving the problem in the Killing City. I must go with you on the trip to Poseidon Island! You must be cautious on this trip!"
"Why?" Bibi Dong was puzzled, "We are so powerful now, with four Ultimate Douluo and many worship elders whose strength has skyrocketed. How can we still not win a Poseidon Island?"
Ling Ye shook his head and said solemnly: "Poseidon Island is by no means as simple as it appears. Its biggest reliance is not just Bo Saixi and the Seven Sacred Pillars, but - the ocean itself, and the endless All the sea soul beasts in the ocean!"
He glanced at Gu Yuena next to him, and continued: "The soul beasts in the vast ocean are not the same as the soul beasts in the Star Dou Forest and other places. They... do not recognize the existence of this soul beast co-master, they only believe in the Sea God!"
He looked calm and did not refute this, obviously he already knew it.
Ling Ye's voice became more serious: "And in the endless deep sea, there is an existence that is too powerful to imagine - a terrifying soul beast with a cultivation of one million years, the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King!" Millions of years! That is a realm that only exists in legends!
"Its strength is terrifying! Even if you or the Great Priest go all out, you will never be able to match it at sea!" Ling Ye looked at Bibi Dong, "You have not read the book "The Adventures of Tang San" in detail. In the book, Tang San also relied on the Poseidon's artifact and various coincidences (cheating) to kill it by chance. It is currently the only million-year-old soul beast known in the mainland!" (except Tian Meng)
Hearing the words "Million Year Soul Beast", Di Tian, who was standing quietly behind Gu Yuena, suddenly burst out with an unprecedented fiery fighting spirit in his golden dragon eyes! The suppressed dragon power around him escaped uncontrollably!
He took a step forward suddenly, his voice low and full of desire: "Lord! Let me go! I will meet the deep sea demon whale king! Millions of years... Hehe, it is exciting to think about it! Since they don't respect your Lord, then I will beat them with my fists to make them surrender!"
Gu Yuena's purple eyes flashed slightly, she pondered for a moment, and nodded slowly: "Okay. Di Tian, you will go to Poseidon Island with Ling Ye. Be careful, I know that whale exists, and its strength is indeed extremely strong. Even with the blessing of the ocean, you may not be able to please you. I can't go there in person, once my breath Appearing in the area of Poseidon Island, it is very likely that Poseidon’s remaining spiritual thoughts will be detected, which will seriously affect our subsequent plans."
Di Tian clasped his fists heavily, fighting spirit boiling: "Follow your order! Lord, don’t worry! I will not let you down!"
The plan is finalized.
…
The hustle and bustle of the small courtyard completely dissipated, leaving only the tranquility of retreat. Ling Ye sat cross-legged on the bed in the room. He first sank his consciousness into his body and tried to use the astonishing number of martial soul awakening cards that he had obtained simultaneously by opening the blind box.
However, the result surprised him and made sense at the same time.
When he activated the power of those cards and tried to guide them to awaken the second martial spirit for himself, the power of the rules that was enough to cause Hu Liena, Guang Ling and others' martial spirits to undergo earth-shaking changes touched the depths of his soul. As if he encountered some kind of supreme barrier, they collapsed one after another. In the end, they failed to form any new martial soul prototype. Instead, they turned into streams of extremely pure original energy, which integrated into his limbs and bones, solidifying his foundation and slightly increasing his soul power.
Ling Ye looked at all this and realized in his heart: "Sure enough...my "blind box" can only be unique. The "rules" and "possibilities" represented by the blind box martial spirit are far superior to ordinary martial spirits. Other martial spirits, even Even the top god-level martial spirits cannot coexist with them. It's not that they can't be awakened, but... they are not worthy."
A faint sense of pride that originated from the origin of martial spirits flowed in his heart. He is destined to only possess the unique martial spirit of Blind Box, but this also means that his path will be unprecedented.
No longer entangled in this, Ling Ye calmed down and began to use the golden elixir cultivation method with all his strength. In the dantian, the prototype of the "golden elixir" condensed by countless opportunities slowly rotated, emitting vast suction.
At the same time, when a large number of blind boxes were opened before, the massive rewards that the martial soul host received at the same time - those scattered soul power increases, various types of immortal grass elixirs, etc. - were now attracted by the method of the golden elixir, emerging from everywhere in the body, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, converging towards the Dantian golden elixir!
His aura began to rise at a steady and astonishing speed!
Level 88 peak...Level 89...Peak level 89...
While Ling Ye was retreating to reach level 90, outside, the war machine of the Spirit Empire was already operating efficiently.
Thousands of streams move with great force, ordering all the people and horses. Led by him, the ninety-ninth-level peak Douluo, and assisted by the newly promoted ninety-ninth-level Golden Crocodile Douluo, plus the five greatly increased strength of the Xiongshi, Qingluan, Guangling, Qianjun, and Jiangmo, as well as a team of Spirit Hall elites, they directly rode on the flying soul beast summoned by Di Tian, heading towards the entrance of a deserted land somewhere on the mainland - the city of killing!
Such a luxurious lineup, which can be regarded as the highest combat power of the Wuhun Empire (part of it). Its power is earth-shattering, and everything along the way is dormant.
A few days later, in the sky above a desolate, dead valley filled with light blood-colored mist, the figures of Qian Daoliu and others slowly descended.
“This is it, the entrance to the Slaughter City.” Qian Daoliu glanced sharply at the entrance of an inconspicuous cave below, which exuded a disgusting bloody smell and chaotic evil fluctuations.
"Hmph, this place that hides filth and people's evil must be cleaned up long ago!" Golden Crocodile Douluo twisted his neck and made a clicking sound. He was newly promoted to level ninety-nine and was eager for a battle to prove his strength.
"Hit it in directly?" Lion Douluo was eager to give it a try. After fusing the Red Flame Lion Heart Grass, his temper became even more fiery.
A cold light flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes: "No need to talk nonsense, just crush! If there is resistance, kill without mercy! Our goal is to completely clear this place and find the King of Slaughter!"
"Yes!" All the worshipers shouted in unison, with murderous intent rising to the sky!
Led by Qian Daoliu and Jin Crocodile, everyone rushed directly into the entrance of the cave like meteors!
The defenders and patrollers on the periphery of the Killing City were like paper in front of these peak Douluo, and were instantly crushed into powder by the terrifying aura!
The crowd marched straight in, passed through the long corridor, and finally broke into a huge, dark, strange underground city that seemed to be made of blood and bones - the City of Killing!
The city is filled with an aura of depravity and madness. Countless criminals and evil soul masters with hideous faces were alerted and swarmed in like locusts.
"Garbage!" Golden Crocodile Douluo snorted coldly. He didn't even need to take action. Just the terrifying coercion belonging to the ninety-ninth level Extreme Douluo spread like a substance. The fallen ones who rushed towards them were like being hit by an invisible giant hammer, and they exploded to death in pieces, with their flesh and blood flying everywhere!
Qian Daoliu's eyes were like lightning, and his consciousness instantly enveloped the entire killing city, locking the deepest part of the city with the most powerful, evil, and...weird aura!
"I found you! The King of Slaughter!" Qian Daoliu's voice was cold, and with a movement of his body, he turned into a golden light and rushed straight towards the castle in the center of the city! Golden Crocodile Douluo and others followed closely behind!
"Who dares to run wild in the city of killing!!" A hoarse, crazy, but with a hint of strange majesty roar came from the depths of the castle!
Boom!
The top of the castle suddenly exploded, and a blood-red figure rose into the sky!
That man was wearing dark red armor, his face was shrouded in twisted blood light, and his specific appearance could not be seen clearly, but his eyes were shining with a violent and bloodthirsty red light! His whole body exuded extremely terrifying murderous aura, as if it were condensed from countless dead souls, and his aura had reached the ninety-ninth level! It is the master of the Slaughter City - the Slaughter King!
"Die if you offend me in the city of killing!" The King of Slaughter let out a roar that was not like a human voice, and a huge demon sword wrapped with endless blood appeared in his hand. With one swing of the sword, a bloody sword light across the sky and earth slashed at the crowd of Qiandaoliu!
"Hmph! Pretend to be a ghost! Let me come and meet you!" Golden Crocodile Douluo could no longer hold back, laughed wildly, and took a step forward!
"The seventh soul skill, the true form of the golden crocodile!"
Boom! A giant crocodile that was even bigger than before, with more brilliant scales, and looked like it was made of pure gold appeared out of thin air, exuding a terrifying aura like a wild beast! After advancing to level ninety-nine, his martial spirit avatar has also been greatly strengthened!
"The ninth soul skill, the golden crocodile's sky-shattering claw!"
The huge golden crocodile shadow overlapped with his body, and a golden claw that seemed to be able to tear the sky apart, with unparalleled power, struck hard at the bloody sword light!
Boom——! ! !
Blood and golden light collided crazily in mid-air and were annihilated! The terrifying energy shock wave spread around like a tsunami, directly knocking down a large number of buildings in the Killing City! Countless degenerates were crushed by the aftermath!
The first time they faced off, they were evenly matched!
"Huh? I'm quite capable!" Golden Crocodile Douluo felt the strength of his opponent, and his fighting spirit became even higher!
"Blood Evil Domain!" The Slaughter King roared, and the endless scarlet domain suddenly expanded, instantly covering Golden Crocodile Douluo! The field is filled with crazy negative effects such as weakening fighting spirit, slowing down speed, and erosion of soul power!
"Field? I have one too! A golden realm!" Golden Crocodile Douluo roared, and bright golden light burst out from his body, forming a golden realm full of pure power and majesty, forcibly competing against the opponent's blood evil realm! The two realms were in violent friction, and the space was distorted!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The King of Slaughter seemed to have completely gone crazy. Holding a magic sword, his body turned into blood, and the golden giant crocodile transformed by Golden Crocodile Douluo launched the most primitive and violent melee collision in the air!
Claw strike! Bite! Sword slash! Crash!
Every collision erupts with deafening roars and dazzling light! The aftermath of the battle between the two ninety-nine level experts made the entire Killing City tremble and collapse!
Qian Daoliu and others did not intervene, they just hung in the air, held up the soul shield to resist the aftermath, and watched the battle quietly. Qian Daoliu's eyes were particularly sharp, staring at the killing king's fighting style, seeming to confirm something.
Lion Douluo and others saw this with excitement, but at the same time they were secretly frightened. This King of Slaughter is indeed worthy of his reputation. His strength has definitely reached the level of a peak Douluo, and his fighting style is crazy and brutal. If the second brother Jin Crocodile had not just broken through and greatly increased his strength, it would have been difficult to suppress him.
"Happy! Hahaha!" Golden Crocodile Douluo became more and more excited as he fought. The Golden Crocodile King's defensive power was extremely abnormal, and his attack power was also extremely violent. Although the King of Slaughter's attacks were weird and cunning, there was nothing he could do for a while!
The battle is in a stalemate, but the balance of victory is tilting towards Golden Crocodile Douluo, who has a more solid foundation and a stronger soul!
But Qian Daoliu's brows furrowed more and more tightly. He seemed to see a familiar shadow in the crazy attack mode of the King of Slaughter...
The fierce battle between the King of Slaughter and the Golden Crocodile Douluo shook the entire Slaughter City. The blood and golden light intertwined, making this sinful place look like purgatory. However, as Qian Daoliu expected, although this body was strong, the consciousness inside it - Tang Chen, who was parasitically controlled by the Nine-Headed Bat King - could not perfectly exert the peak combat power that this body should have. That fighting method relied more on instinct and the desire to kill, and lacked Tang Chen's refined fighting skills and the true essence of the Clear Sky Hammer.
Hunted for a long time, the attack was gradually consumed by Golden Crocodile Douluo's domineering, steady, and surprisingly defensive Golden Crocodile King's true form. The Slaughter King's offensive began to show a trace of chaos and impatience. Flaws also appeared!
"Now! The ninth soul skill, Golden Crocodile Devours Heaven and Destroys Earth!" Golden Crocodile Douluo was so experienced in combat that he instantly caught the opponent's slight mistake. The huge crocodile's real body suddenly expanded, its blood basin opened wide, and a dark golden energy beam that was condensed to the extreme and seemed to be able to swallow light burst out, tearing apart the blood evil field in an instant, and bombarding the chest of the King of Slaughter!
Boom——! ! !
A terrifying explosion sounded! The dark red armor on the King of Slaughter instantly shattered. He let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground from the air like a kite with its string broken. A huge pit was created on the ground, and smoke and dust rose into the sky!
In the deep pit, the King of Slaughter struggled to get up, but Golden Crocodile Douluo's full blow, which contained the soul power of Ultimate Douluo, had already severely injured him.
However, just when Golden Crocodile Douluo was about to pursue the victory and completely subdue him——
A sudden change occurred!
The body of the King of Slaughter in the pit suddenly twitched violently. He held his head with both hands and roared in agony. The roar was actually mixed with two completely different tones! One is the originally crazy and bloodthirsty scream, and the other is a dull roar full of pain and struggle that has been suppressed for countless years!
"Get...get out! Get...out of my body!!" That dull growl became clearer and clearer, and became more and more powerful!
Buzz!
A terrifying aura that was extremely pure, extremely domineering, full of awe-inspiring righteousness and unparalleled fighting spirit, suddenly burst out from the deep pit, instantly dispersing the bloody murderous aura and evil fluctuations surrounding it!
The twisted blood light that originally shrouded the face of the Slaughter King fluctuated violently, and finally shattered like broken glass, dissipating, revealing an old, resolute face, but filled with endless fatigue and vicissitudes of life! A pair of originally scarlet eyes, although still bloodshot at this moment, have returned to clarity and depth, but that clarity contains huge pain and regret.
He shook his head as if it was about to explode, struggled to support his body, and looked around blankly at the ruin-like city full of blood and sin. Then he looked down at the broken armor on his body and the blood on his hands. A trace of strong disgust and sorrow flashed in his eyes.
"City of Killing... Haha... It seems... I still failed..." He murmured to himself, his voice hoarse but with an indescribable majesty, "I'm sorry... Xixi... I finally... failed to fulfill my promise... I broke my promise..."
Just when he was immersed in endless regret and loss, an extremely complex voice, carrying shock, confirmation and a hint of indescribable emotions, came from the air:
"It's you...old man! You are indeed not dead!"