Chapter 1361: I Will Remember, No More Friends (Third Update)

Blood-red light reflected in my eyes.

Accompanied by countless corpses.

Those were the corpses of myriad races!

After recovering my cultivation, in madness, I launched a slaughter.

But… my enemies are boundless.

Now I stand in the ruins of Prince Ziqing's realm, letting viscous blood smear my face, the rusty stench nearly blocking my nostrils.

Each ragged breath tugs at a knife-like pain deep in my organs, yet the long-extinguished flame in my chest now flickers weakly but stubbornly reignites.

"Your Highness… mourn!"

"But we cannot stay; Feng Haijun has Bai Xiaozhuo, who can serve as your refuge," a hoarse cry tore through the heavy reek of blood.

It was Old Luo, commander of my personal guard.

His face, etched with wind and frost, was smeared with unknown blood—his own or the enemy's—his left arm hung limp, clearly broken.

His remaining right arm gripped a notched war blade, dark red blood droplets still falling from its edge.

Behind him, dozens of wounded figures trailed, each injured, steps unsteady, as if crawling from a blood pool.

Their armor shattered, robes soaked through with blood, clinging to their bodies, outlining exhausted silhouettes, yet their eyes burned like fire-tempered blades, sweeping past my shoulder to lock onto the distant horizon rolling with ominous smoke and dust.

That was another wave of the myriad races' foul wind, sweeping the ground, drawing ever closer.

Gazing at the swiftly approaching foul wind, my eyes fell upon the ruins burying all my kin, and finally… I turned to my personal guard beside me.

"Follow me to Nanhuangzhou! Jingyun will open the great domain teleportation there, linking Feng Haijun and other regions, and he will arrive then!"

"Emperor Jingyun!"

That name was like a silent thunderclap, instantly cleaving the shrouding deathly gloom.

Dozens of eyes suddenly blazed—this light was not joy, but the desperate, mad will to survive of a drowning man clutching the last driftwood.

Nanhuangzhou is the fallback I agreed upon with Jingyun!

Jingyun is my sole lifelong friend; we once swore a heavy oath to devote all to the revival of humanity!

Though now the myriad races' power is vast, his armies cannot openly rush to aid, lest they draw fire upon themselves, but he had prepared in advance, laying a direct teleportation array to humanity in a hidden corner of Nanhuangzhou!

I trust him!

As I trust my own heartbeat.

This trust, tempered by time and war's fires, has long surpassed refined gold in strength.

I understand his constraints; I understand that as Emperor, he bears the weight of humanity's survival for myriad souls.

We stand south and north, each guarding a corner, like two pillars upholding humanity's heavens, each burning, answering each other afar.

That hidden teleportation array is our pledge to cross myriad waters and mountains, the sole coordinate pointing to life in darkness, known only to us—myriad races remain utterly unaware!

"Go!"

I drew a deep breath, suddenly spoke, my voice carrying undeniable resolve, first transforming into a dim flow of light, heading south.

Old Luo and the dozens of surviving retainers burst forth with their last strength, closely following.

The sound of tearing space shrieked, ripping through air reeking of blood and burnt scent, like dozens of arrows shot toward life.

Behind us, the myriad races' pursuit howls and terrifying energy surges, like bone-deep maggots, clung tight, the earth faintly trembling under their violent chase.

All the way charging, blood staining the path, crossing the Forbidden Sea, stepping into Nanhuang.

Each brief pause meant another few familiar figures fell in the rear-guard bloodbath, utterly devoured by the rolling tide of death behind.

But when dusk fell, within Nanhuangzhou, the destination at the horizon's end—the Unparalleled Plains—finally emerged, and the spark of hope in my chest ignited a glimmer of light.

An unprecedented, bone-chilling omen struck without warning, like the most poisonous ice spear viciously piercing my sea of consciousness!

"Halt!"

I forcibly froze midair, and almost simultaneously, the seemingly calm void ahead suddenly twisted, tore!

Heaven-shaking roars split the dusk's tranquility.

Space was violently ripped open by an invisible giant claw, hundreds of towering figures radiating immense, ferocious malice descended in fury!

The leader stood nearly three zhang tall, his body covered in dark, gleaming carapace, sharp bone spurs jutting from joints, his skull elongated, compound eyes flashing with cruel scarlet light.

He was none other than the Emperor of the Void-Splitting Insect Race, famed among myriad races for cruelty and cunning!

Beside him, a giant formed of rough stone, molten lava coursing through his body, stepped heavily upon the earth, the ground instantly cracking, lava spilling—none other than the Emperor of the Lava Giant Race!

Further off, more figures loomed within distorted halos, each revealed, emitting soul-shaking pressure, encircling this place.

Their aura was like tangible shackles, instantly sealing the space behind me.

The icy killing intent was more piercing than the autumn night wind blowing from Nanhuangzhou's depths.

"Prince Ziqing, your path ends here."

The Void-Splitting Insect Emperor's piercing mental fluctuations slammed directly into my mind, laced with undisguised mockery and greed.

Retreat cut off, pursuers approaching!

Desperate strait!

"Form ranks!" Old Luo's roar flecked with foam, he stomped forward, his remaining right arm laying the war blade horizontally across his chest.

Over a dozen remnants, without hesitation, instinctively formed a broken yet resolute battle formation, shielding me at the center.

Their eyes held no fear, only battle-madness burned to the extreme, like torches about to burn out, bursting with final light and heat.

I gazed at them, my sight piercing the fierce figures of myriad race powerhouses, toward this plain.

Here, precisely, is the place I agreed upon with Jingyun!

That hidden teleportation array lies here.

But why… have these myriad race powerhouses precisely awaited here…

"Jingyun…" bitterness filled my heart, mixed with disbelief, I drew a warm, smooth jade pendant amid the mocking gazes of myriad race powerhouses.

This was personally given to me by Jingyun back then, containing a wisp of his primal aura within, and it is also the key to activating the teleportation array.

As long as one steps onto the Unparalleled Plains and activates it, the teleportation can be opened.

I hesitated not, pouring my spiritual power into it!

Hum!

The jade pendant suddenly lit up!

A faint thread of azure light, as delicate as a lifesaving spider's silk, instantly rose from the jade pendant, seeking to connect with the teleportation hidden within the earth.

But just then… that thread of light flickered for a mere instant, then, like a candle in the wind, violently swayed, and swiftly dimmed!

Within the jade pendant, that thread of primal aura belonging to Jingyun, which I knew so well, rapidly dissipated and vanished!

Just like my heart.

"You may continue trying, to see if the human Jingyun will open the teleportation."

Among the foreign powerhouses, a voice came.

"Prince Ziqing, you… have been abandoned, or rather, your dear friend may… wish for your death even more than we do!"

The light of the jade pendant completely extinguished, becoming cold and bleak, like an ordinary stone.

That thread of light connecting to the north was completely severed.

Not interfered by external force, but… from the opposite side, unilaterally and decisively shut down, and the authority over the array was also seized by the myriad races.

Time, as if frozen at this moment.

Behind me, the heavy and coarse breathing of my subordinates, the low, feral laughter of the myriad races' powerhouses, the silent outline of the Unparalleled Plains… everything became blurred and distant.

Only the excruciating pain of an invisible giant hand ruthlessly gripping and crushing my heart, so clear, so real, sweeping through my entire body.

"……hah……hahaha……"

A bitter laugh, uncontrollably spilling from my throat, dry and hoarse, reeking of blood.

The laughter grew louder, echoing across the desolate twilight wilderness.

I raised my head, my gaze seeming to pierce through myriad rivers and mountains, toward the direction belonging to Jingyun, to the heartland of the human race.

Jingyun…

My one and only dear friend in this life…

If there is an afterlife, I will remember, and have no friend again!

My laughter grew louder.

At this moment, the myriad races' powerhouses raised their hands, opening the teleportation array of the Unparalleled Plains, and with radiant light flashing, countless foreign beings poured out from within!

Instantly, a violent surge of energy tore through the air, like mountains and seas overturning, blasting toward those nearby!

Old Luo's roar carried the resolve to face death, as he was the first to charge toward that destructive surge!

Those remaining subordinates of mine were likewise like moths flying into flames, bursting forth with the final brilliance of their lives, roaring as they rushed toward that unconquerable enemy!

And I, my face twisted in manic laughter, was instantly replaced by icy killing intent.

The path ahead is death, the path behind is also death.

Then… let us fight!

The cultivation within my body rose anew, erupting completely without any reservation!

The dim purple light flames instantly shot into the heavens, like a dying star bursting forth its final radiance!

Transforming into a bolt of burning purple lightning, I fiercely slammed into the heart of that destructive surge!

The Unparalleled Plains instantly became a flesh-and-blood grinding mill!