Chapter 564: The Human Race's Crisis, Zhao Tianxing's Helplessness!

The Myriad Races Continent.

Mie Long Cheng.

Figure after figure clad in golden armor stood silently atop the city walls.

The ancient, pitch-black city walls had split open with ferocious cracks.

Like a spider's web, they covered the entire wall.

And atop those walls stood Slay Dragon Army soldiers wearing armor of different colors, their faces filled with exhaustion.

As though they had just been through some great battle.

And among the several figures in golden armor, the same weariness lingered on their faces as well.

The man at the front had crimson eyes, his entire body trembling ceaselessly.

The whole of Mie Long Cheng was suffused with an aura of despair.

As if facing imminent death.

"Teacher is gone...."

The middle-aged man at the front spoke in a hoarse voice.

Behind him, two figures in golden armor trembled slightly.

These men were none other than the three army commanders of the Slay Dragon Army.

Heavenly Sword King, Hegemon King, and Mad King.

Time had flown by, and Heavenly Sword King had become a five-step King-Conferred Strong One; now, after the fall of Slay Dragon King, he had formally taken command of the entire Slay Dragon Army.

"Teacher is gone, and little junior brother is gone too..."

"And now, even Mie Long Cheng is about to fall..."

"The Human Race... is there truly no hope left?"

Heavenly Sword King's hoarse voice rang out.

Hegemon King and Mad King both fell silent.

During this period, the Human Race of the Myriad Races Continent had endured far too much.

Just half a month ago, five emperors of the Myriad Races joined forces to trap and slay Slay Dragon King.

Furthermore, three new emperors had emerged, joining forces to intercept Flower Emperor and the other two, leaving them with no way to come to Slay Dragon King's rescue.

Thereby bringing about Slay Dragon King's fall.

In a mere half month's time, Slay Dragon King's fall sent the entire Human Race into utter upheaval.

Countless Myriad Races swarmed in, launching fierce assaults against the Human Race.

Of the Human Race's twelve main cities, more than half had already fallen by now.

The main cities that remained were only Mie Long Cheng, Hidden Dragon City, and Hope City, still struggling to hold on.

The expedition to the Heaven-Earth Cave Heaven.

The Human Race had obtained a top-grade stellar ore vein, which also produced a good number of King-Conferred Strong Ones.

But the Myriad Races had likewise obtained some fine things within the Heaven-Earth Cave Heaven.

Moreover, the Myriad Races' foundations were already exceedingly deep; in the end, the five top races of the Myriad Races pooled their entire strength to create three new Emperor-realm strong ones.

Completely suppressing the Human Race.

Countless Human Race Martial Artists fell at the hands of the Myriad Races.

Among them, King-Conferred Strong Ones alone—no fewer than ten had perished in this half month's time.

Though most were newly advanced King-Conferred Strong Ones, this was still an extremely severe blow to the Human Race.

And now....

Heavenly Sword King slowly looked ahead.

Ahead, countless armies of the Myriad Races came surging forth.

Of every race there was.

And at the forefront of the Myriad Races army, a middle-aged man bathed in flame strode through the void, radiating a surging power of the Great Dao.

Like a Fire God, he walked slowly forward.

It seemed slow, but in reality, every step spanned dozens of kilometers.

"Lion Emperor..."

Heavenly Sword King's expression gradually turned ugly.

Clang!

Heavenly Sword King slowly drew the Sword from his back; the blade was already covered in cracks, enough to show that during this period of time...

Heavenly Sword King had been through countless battles.

Heavenly Sword King stood slowly upon the void, the blade in his hand trembling ceaselessly, as surging Sword Qi swept out in an instant.

Hum, hum, hum!!!

The surging Sword Qi, as if transforming into a storm, began to sweep across the battlefield with King-Conferred might.

"Slay Dragon Army, hear my command!"

"Protect our Human Race, slay the scoundrels of the Myriad Races!"

Heavenly Sword King roared, his voice resounding between heaven and earth.

The Myriad Races Continent, City of Slaughter.

A city stood quietly upon the wilderness.

Upon the pitch-black walls, a desolate aura lingered.

The entire City of Slaughter was exceedingly calm.

And atop a Heaven-Reaching Tower in the Slaughter Capital, a silver-haired middle-aged man, as if pleading, bowed once before the old man before him.

My lord, please let me return to the Human Race!

Now the Human Race faces peril; how can I stand by and do nothing?

The silver-haired middle-aged man knelt on the ground, continually pleading.

The old man sat silently on the throne, his cloudy eyes resting on the silver-haired middle-aged man, and finally sighed.

Zhao Tianxing, it's not that I won't let you go, but when you joined the Slaughter Capital this

From that moment on, we have had no contact whatsoever with the Myriad Races Continent.

Back then, for the sake of vital energy, you chose to join the Slaughter Capital; along the way, whatever deeds you did to aid the Human Race, I pretended not to see.

But now.... it is a war of racial extermination, concerning the future development of the entire Myriad Races Continent.

As guardians of the Myriad Races Continent, we must absolutely not interfere!

The consequences thereof are not something you can defy!

The old man, that is, the Slaughter Lord, gazed at Zhao Tianxing with a complex expression.

Zhao Tianxing's talent is formidable; he reached the fifth step and was crowned king in a single day, though at the cost of his own vital energy, yet he managed to attain this level.

Naturally, he could not be a waste.

And the Slaughter Lord also cultivated Zhao Tianxing as his heir.

Thus, at times when Zhao Tianxing aided the Human Race, he turned a blind eye, pretending not to notice.

As long as it did not affect the future development of the Myriad Races Continent, it didn't matter.

But now things are different...

Now is the time when the Myriad Races and the Human Race have gone to all-out war; as guardians of the Myriad Races Continent, they have furthermore received orders from the forces of Heaven Beyond Heaven.

We must absolutely not alter the pattern of the Myriad Races Continent.

No matter how displeased we feel inside, we can only stay put.

Otherwise, once the forces of Heaven Beyond Heaven intervene and set things right....

Everything will then be completely over.

Zhao Tianxing knelt on the ground, his face filled with endless sorrow and indignation.

He naturally knew of the Human Race's recent plight; indeed, Li Zhangsheng had several times tried to send him a message, asking him to return and help.

But according to the rules of the Slaughter Capital, interference is forbidden.

Moreover, several times he tried to force his way out, only to be knocked unconscious by the Slaughter Lord and dragged back.

Thus we have arrived at this present scene.

Please, my lord, grant my wish! Zhao Tianxing is willing to bear all responsibility!

Zhao Tianxing kept kowtowing before the Slaughter Lord, only wishing to return to the Human Race.

To battle the Myriad Races!

Gazing at such resolute Zhao Tianxing, the Slaughter Lord finally let out a long sigh.

Foolish child!

The Slaughter Lord shook his head and slowly rose to his feet.

Today, an envoy from Heaven Beyond Heaven will descend; whether it succeeds depends on whether you can move that envoy!

Upon hearing the Slaughter Lord's words, Zhao Tianxing's eyes lit up and he suddenly lifted his head.

My lord, are these words true?

Zhao Tianxing looked excitedly at the Slaughter Lord.

He never expected that this matter would actually have a twist.

You should know, the Slaughter Lord is a mighty expert of the Great Dao Realm; if he does not speak, no matter how much effort I expend, returning to the Human Race is impossible.

Now the Slaughter Lord has clearly loosened his lips.

The Slaughter Lord glanced lightly at Zhao Tianxing and said, 'This matter is not something I can decide, but your luck is relatively good; today an envoy from Heaven Beyond Heaven will arrive.'

'If you can move that envoy, it is not impossible to return to the Human Race!'

The Slaughter Lord spoke lightly, 'Come with me!'

Having said that, he slowly walked toward the outside of the Heaven-Reaching Tower.

Zhao Tianxing hurriedly followed after him.

The excitement on his face could not be concealed.

'As long as I can make the envoy loosen his lips, I will be able to return to the Human Race!'

Zhao Tianxing felt a faint secret joy in his heart.

The Slaughter Lord seemed to see through Zhao Tianxing's thoughts and directly poured a basin of cold water.

'You also shouldn't be too happy too soon; the envoys of Heaven Beyond Heaven have never cared about the affairs of the Myriad Races Continent.'

'Those who can descend as envoys from Heaven Beyond Heaven are all existences above the Great Dao Realm; upon reaching that realm, they become indifferent to ordinary matters.'

'You want to move them... that's difficult!'

The Slaughter Lord shook his head.

The Slaughter Lord has dwelled in the Slaughter Capital for many years and has also seen not a few envoys descend.

But those envoys, each time they descended, seemed to be in a very bad mood; upon arrival they would casually order a few things and then begin their own secluded cultivation.

When the time came, they would simply depart.

They fundamentally had no intention of concerning themselves with the affairs of the Myriad Races Continent.

Therefore, the Slaughter Lord involuntarily gave Zhao Tianxing a preventive shot.

Otherwise, when the time comes, joy could turn to sorrow; if he provoked the wrath of the Heaven Beyond Heaven envoy, even I myself could not protect Zhao Tianxing.

Zhao Tianxing nodded, forcing himself to calm down.

Following behind the Master of Slaughter, he slowly walked deeper into the City of Slaughter.

After walking for who knows how long, in the deepest part of the City of Slaughter, towering figures stood solemnly on each step.

In the central area of those steps, there was a huge gate.

The gate flickered with azure light

radiance.

At the center of the gate, space constantly twisted.

Strong spatial power seeped out bit by bit from within the gate.

And standing on those steps were indeed the King-Conferred Strong Ones of the City of Slaughter.

At this moment, they stood solemnly there, waiting for the envoy from Heaven Beyond Heaven to descend.

The Master of Slaughter stood before the gate, with Zhao Tianxing following behind.

While the teleportation array had not yet reacted, the Master of Slaughter reminded.

"When we see the envoy later, we must be respectful, respectful, respectful, understand?"

"These envoys descending from Heaven Beyond Heaven, any one of them, can change the pattern of the Myriad Races Continent. And to gain their consent, you must also appease them."

"Before, you were a genius of the Myriad Races Continent, a five-step King-Conferred Strong One, but before these envoys from Heaven Beyond Heaven, a five-step King-Conferred Strong One.... is hardly different from an ant!"

The Master of Slaughter chattered on.

Afraid that Zhao Tianxing would anger the envoy later.

Zhao Tianxing took a deep breath, forced his excited emotions to calm, and spoke softly.

"I understand, my lord, I have propriety!"

Seeing Zhao Tianxing nod, the Master of Slaughter said no more, merely standing respectfully, waiting for the envoy's arrival.

Time passed bit by bit.

The surrounding King-Conferred Strong Ones of the City of Slaughter not only had no dissatisfaction, but even the respectful expression on their faces grew richer.

Including the Master of Slaughter and Zhao Tianxing.

Not knowing how long had passed.

The originally silent teleportation array suddenly rumbled to life.

Boom boom boom!!!

A tremendous roar erupted from within the teleportation array.

Azure radiance swept out in an instant, enveloping the entire City of Slaughter.

As if draping the city in a thin blue gauze.

"They've come!"

The Master of Slaughter's expression slightly tightened, and he hurriedly sent a mental transmission to Zhao Tianxing.

"Later, just keep your head down, do not release any aura; only speak when the envoy allows you to."

Zhao Tianxing nodded.

He lowered his head heavily.

For Zhao Tianxing, as long as he could return to the Human Race and fight side by side with the people of Qianlong Academy, even death would be worth it.

Humming humming humming!!!

A faint buzzing echoed around.

Even the surrounding space began to twist bit by bit, as if some powerful force was destroying the surrounding rules.

The next moment, azure radiance surged again.

Immediately after, one could see a blurry figure slowly emerging from behind the gate.

Seeing this, the Master of Slaughter hurriedly bowed slightly toward the figure behind the gate.

"Master of the City of Slaughter, Sun Taiji, pays respects to the Upper Realm Envoy!"

"We, too, pay respects to the Upper Realm Envoy!"

Accompanied by the Master of Slaughter's words, the surrounding King-Conferred Strong Ones of the City of Slaughter, along with Zhao Tianxing, all bowed toward the existence within the gate.

Showing a respectful demeanor.

The light kept surging, and the figure behind the gate gradually became clearer.

Only see, a white-robed figure slowly walked out.

Revealing the appearance of a youth.

The youth stepped out of the gate, bathed in azure radiance, slowly extended his palm, and gently grasped.

Instantly, the space there shattered like a mirror, breaking into fragments.

"The rules of the Myriad Races Continent are indeed much weaker than those of Heaven Beyond Heaven; I've just entered and already felt the rejection from heaven and earth!"

The youth murmured softly.

As if reminiscing about something.

Zhao Tianxing's ear twitched slightly, suddenly feeling this voice unusually familiar.

But following the Master of Slaughter's reminder, he now dared not lift his head, lest he anger the other party.

At this moment, the Master of Slaughter slowly spoke.

"We have paid respects to the Upper Realm Envoy; subordinates have a matter to request the envoy's consent!"

The youth slowly turned his gaze onto the Master of Slaughter, and spoke lightly.

"Speak!"

The Master of Slaughter bumped Zhao Tianxing.

Zhao Tianxing immediately called a meeting, hurriedly saying, "My subordinate race is now at a life-or-death critical point; please, envoy, agree to let my subordinates return to the race to fight for the race!"

Zhao Tianxing lowered his head very low, his bearing completely gone.

Just as Zhao Tianxing waited, trembling and swaying, the youth's voice rang out.

"Principal Zhao, don't you remember me?"

Hearing this voice tinged with a hint of teasing, Zhao Tianxing was stunned, slowly raising his head.

However, upon clearly seeing the youth's appearance,

Zhao Tianxing's pupils contracted instantly.