Chapter 1177: The Ending (26)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Everyone felt the power of this young man, but no one was willing to believe what they saw, especially Yan Huaijing. His eyes almost popped out.

“How… how could it be…” Yan Huaijing was incoherent.

“That’s right, why is it him?” Jun Chang’an was as shocked as him. They had thought of thousands of possibilities, but none of them were this man in front of them.

Yu Wan’s eyes sparkled. “Yan Jiuchao…”

He had come, descending like a god. Just like any other time, but it seemed different. He had become stronger, enough for all the experts in the world to look up to.

Xiao Zhenting’s heart was also beating like a drum. The child who needed his protection had grown up and stood in front of everyone, becoming the one who protected others.

While everyone was digesting the shock in their hearts, Yan Jiuchao’s attacks did not stop. The powerful internal energy of the Longevity Technique struck the Paragon’s body like lightning. Yan Jiuchao did not give him any room to fight back, nor did he let his guard down just because he was nailed to the city wall. Every move was a killing move, and every move was like lightning.

The Paragon finally realized that he no longer had a chance to live. He began to burn his life.

“Not good! He’s going to self-destruct!” Jun Chang’an frowned.

The self-destruction of a Paragon was definitely not inferior to Soul Rakshasa. The 30,000 people present would probably all die in this war, regardless of friend or foe. However, there was no fear on the faces of the saint army. It was as if from the moment they embarked on their journey, they had already sacrificed their lives like the Paragon.

“Retreat! All retreat!” Xiao Zhenting shouted.

The soldiers of the Great Zhou began to retreat rapidly, but this was not very useful. Once the Paragon self-destructed, no one could escape.

However, the Paragon did not expect that just as he was about to self-destruct, Yan Jiuchao suddenly turned his internal energy into a blade and suddenly hit his dantian. Almost at the same time, the internal energy of the Longevity Technique in his dantian turned into tens of thousands of small lightning bolts that swam in hiq hndv and shattered all his meridians

He completely died before he could self-destruct. The saint army was furious.

The commander pointed his sword at the sky and roared, “Avenge the

Paragon!”

“Avenge the Paragon!”

“Avenge the Paragon!”

“Avenge the Paragon!”

The saint army’s aura was grand, and they erupted with ferocious roars.

Xiao Zhenting’s expression suddenly became complicated. Why else would it be said that the saint army was difficult to deal with? Even the most powerful expert was killed, but they could still maintain such discipline and morale. Just this alone was not something ordinary soldiers could compare to.

In the past, this group of people could fight a hundred people alone. Now, they were in a fit of anger and their potential had multiplied. They were not weaker than when they had the help of the puppet master. If they really fought, their twenty thousand people would probably not be enough for the other party to eat.

However, they had already retreated too many times. This time, with a backer like Yan Jiuchao, if they could not charge into battle once, then in the future, even if their lives were saved, their morale would never be restored.

Therefore, they would rather die in battle than retreat.

Xiao Zhenting gripped the long saber in his hand tightly and tightened the reins. He took the lead. “Charge up! Kill those bastards!”

The commander sneered. Since they had come out, they had no intention of returning alive. If they could not protect the Paragon, all of them were willing to die as an apology. However, if they could drag twenty thousand Great Zhou soldiers down with them before they died, it seemed to be a good deal.

This was a tragic battle. It was not that the soldiers of the Great Zhou were not afraid, but Xiao Zhenting had already rushed out and the Regent was also fighting on the front line. They had no reason to retreat.

“Kill! Brothers! Let’s fight it out with them!”

“We’ll fight it out with the saints!”

The soldiers of the Great Zhou charged towards the saint army with all their might.

“You overestimate yourself!” The commander said arrogantly. He looked at Yan Jiuchao, who was still in the air. Yan Jiuchao was like a god who looked down on the world. His eyes were filled with endless coldness and coldness, but… he was not afraid.

What was going on? His army was about to be destroyed, so how could he still be so calm? Could it be that he thought that he could destroy the 7,000-strong army of the Sacred Clan with a flick of his finger?

Ah, there was a way—self-destruct.

However, self-destruction could not differentiate between friend and foe. Not only would the saint army die, but the soldiers of the Great Zhou would also die with them.

This man shouldn’t be so stupid, but why did he look so unworried?