709 Standing Alone, Eternal Heroes (4)
He had completely fused with the Taboo net!

After burning his lifespan, burning his cultivation, and slashing down that sword, he was indeed at the end of his rope. However, he still chose to burn himself.

He had transformed into a part of the county’s Taboo net and used his burning to stall for time.

“Pass the order… All human armies in the Linlan province, retreat to the county capital.”

The Palace Master spoke in a deep voice. Endless extreme cold gathered from the surroundings and roared in front of him. All of them surged over, causing the Palace Master to become an ice sculpture.

However, he could still support the world.

He could still block the extreme cold for Fenghai County.

Even now, his tone and expression didn’t have the slightest fragility.

A hint of gold appeared on the Taboo net again.

With his integration, not only could this Taboo net last a little longer here, but it could also protect all the territories of Fenghai County.

Regardless of whether it was in the north or the west, the golden net appeared behind the retreating Fenghai County’s army to stop the pursuing Holy Wave Race army.

The golden net rose from the originally occupied lands again, trying to stop the life-and-death tragedies that were happening in this war.

The source of all this was the dissipating body of the Palace Master.

The pain formed by the cold from the regional artifact’s extermination power was indescribable.

However, the Palace Master didn’t seem to be affected. His limbs had already dissipated into dust and his body was dissipating. His face slowly drooped and he couldn’t open his eyes.

The Red Spirit Monarch and the Moon Fog Monarch stopped the army from advancing. They stood in front of the golden net. Regardless of whether it was the two of them or the endless army behind them, they were all silent.

However, at the next instant, the expressions of the two people suddenly changed as they abruptly looked at the void to the right of the Palace Master.

An indifferent voice rang out from the void.

“Kong Liangxiu, I could have chosen not to appear and just watched you die. However, you won my respect, so I came to ask you. Are you holding on to your last breath, waiting for me?”

As the voice echoed, a black figure formed by fog appeared in front of the Palace Master’s face.

The appearance of this figure caused the hearts of everyone on the battlefield to tremble.

This was the case for the Holy Wave Race and the human army of Fenghai County.

Only the two monarchs’ gazes were reserved, as though they weren’t surprised.

Xu Qing’s eyes widened as he stared fixedly at that figure. He recalled what the Palace Master had asked him to investigate and his breathing became hurried. He tried his best to observe the other party’s appearance.

Unfortunately, that foggy figure was completely blurry.

The Palace Master’s eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened and he looked at the foggy figure in front of him.

“Was it you who killed the County Governor?” The Palace Master’s deep voice echoed in all directions.

“Yes.” The black figure nodded and spoke softly.

“Didn’t you arrange for someone to investigate? Unfortunately, you investigated in the wrong direction.”

The Palace Master fell silent.

“Aren’t you going to ask me who I am?” The black figure asked.

“Would you answer?”

The black figure shook his head and sighed.

“Then, goodbye, Kong Liangxiu.” The black figure took a few steps back, cupped his fists and bowed before disappearing into the void.

However, just as his figure was about to completely dissipate, the Palace Master’s eyes suddenly emitted a resplendent light. A soul-stirring Emperor Sword gathered in his eyes and rushed out rapidly, slashing at the black figure.

Its speed was astonishing, not giving the other party any chance to dodge. Moreover, the timing was right before the other party dispersed. Hence, in the blink of an eye, this Emperor Sword instantly pierced through his forehead.

It even traced its origin and headed to the endless void to pursue the main body of this phantom. It wanted to kill all the bodies that were connected to it. Regardless of the past, present, or future, they were all within the range of this sword.

The black figure’s body paused and completely dissipated. However, there was a murmur that echoed through the world.

“As expected, you still have another sword.”

“I have no past, no future, and I never had the present. Kong Liangxiu, there aren’t many people I admire. You can be considered one of them. I let you slash me and leave a mark in my mind so that I won’t forget you.”

The Palace Master stared at the void. His cold gaze transformed into eternity until the frost drowned his face.

Ashes flew.

“Palace Master!!”

The human army’s hearts were bleeding and they wailed endlessly.

The Sword Holding Palace’s Palace Master had fallen.

The sky of Fenghai County collapsed again.

The sky rumbled at this moment, as though it had experienced sorrow. It transformed into a rain of blood, stirring up a storm. When it landed on the ground, it turned into blood ice.

Amidst the blood ice, Xu Qing’s body trembled and his eyes were filled with sorrow. His heart seemed to be grabbed tightly by an invisible large hand and he felt suffocated.

The memories he had of the Palace Master kept appearing in his mind.

The sound of crying echoed in all directions. Pain permeated the surroundings.

Kong Xianglong’s body couldn’t hold on anymore and he fell to the ground. Tears flowed down his face. Helplessness and sorrow took over him.

This lasted until he sobbed silently.

At that moment, a rumbling sound echoed between the heavens and the earth. The large net of Taboo magic treasure shattered into pieces.

After the collapse of the northern front line, the western front line also collapsed.

This scene announced the failure of Fenghai County.

Endless extreme cold transformed into a storm that whistled over from ahead. As it swept in all directions, the ground trembled intensely.

In the storm, the Holy Wave Race’s army was moving forward.

The sky was filled with cold air and it was impossible to tell if it was night or day. However, in reality, it was the break of dawn.

Though the frost covered the sky, the rainbow would eventually appear. It was just a matter of waiting for the storm to pass and the sun to rise.

The Palace Master’s blood transformed into rain.

The despair and grief of Fenghai County caused the wind to stir.

The moment the Holy Wave Race’s army crossed the fourth defense line, the sun rose into the sky in the distance.

Golden light spread from the sky and formed a sea.

That wasn’t just sunlight.

In the sea of light, there were countless flags fluttering like rainbows.

There were also countless golden-armored figures shining like rainbows.

There were also countless black dragons’ roars and the fluctuations of countless array formations.

The color of the sky changed and storms appeared.

At the pinnacle of the sky, a four-clawed golden dragon that was a million feet long tore through the void and roared into existence. Its mighty voice resonated through the stars, shaking the very clouds as it surged forward.

The Holy Wave Race’s army paused in unison. Red Spirit and Moon Fog abruptly lifted their heads.
This was because on the back of the golden dragon, there was a golden palace chair with a dignified figure sitting on it.

He wore a yellow robe, but wasn’t a king or emperor.

The four-clawed golden dragon represented his identity.

“The seventh son of the Human Emperor!”