Chapter 531: Is the way out really in the chaotic battlefield?

Is the way out really in the chaotic battlefield?

They also don't know.

Even if there is only a one-in-ten-thousand chance, they will keep trying.

This is how today's scene came to be.

"Little Thirteen, thank you." The eldest breathed heavily, fear in his eyes; that intense killing intent affected their minds, making them unable to control the killing intent within.

If they lose their minds, they will ultimately become killing machines, losing their own reason.

This is what I should do.

I am your Little Thirteen. Jiang Yun Chu blinked, putting on a cute expression.

Everyone relaxed, some sitting, some lying, looking at the dim sky outside.

When will we be able to leave here?

Twelve's voice carried a hint of regret.

Sometimes I wonder if I can endure, if I can leave this place, storm the Divine Palace, and avenge my parents.

Do you know? I grew up in an ordinary family, with parents who doted on me, but one day, a Soul Lamp brought calamity upon our household.

That is our family's heirloom; the Divine Palace coveted it, and my father had already agreed to give it to them, but...

That day snow fell heavily; because Mother loved snow, their home was snow-covered year-round.

Red plum blossoms bloomed in the snow, sending waves of fragrance.

But...

That day, Mother drove her out to gather herbs.

When she returned, the red plum had withered, but the ground was covered in blood blossoms.

Mother clung to her last breath, waiting for her return.

Go; if you have no place to hide, go to the Lost Land and never return.

Mother, such a gentle woman, just left like that.

She, however, was hunted by the Divine Palace, exterminated without mercy.

Left with no choice, she came to the Lost Land, where she stayed for over two hundred years.

Countless nights, the seed of vengeance kept her sleepless; yet in this desolate place, she could see no hint of hope.

The twelve of them did not know each other's identities or pasts; they concealed their true names, here merely using code names.

We share a common enemy; one day we will return to Zhongzhou and strike back. Jiang Yun Chu's eyes flashed with killing intent.

"A common enemy?" Twelve stared wide-eyed, thinking Thirteen was a carefree, happy person, as she should be.

Unexpectedly…

The Divine Palace seized my mother and locked her away in its dungeon for thousands of years; I will bring her home. Jiang Yun Chu gave a soft smile, her face showing no hesitation or anxiety.

She had always believed that only she could walk her own path.

She always knew where her goal lay; as long as the goal existed, she would not lose herself.

My enemy is also the Divine Palace.

…

For a moment, everyone seemed to let down their guard and their defenses, each beginning to tell their own story.

As it turned out…

After Old Six finished speaking, everyone glanced at each other and helplessly shook their heads.

As it turns out, we all share a common enemy.

They had been guarding against loneliness!

It seems you already trust each other; perhaps you can try entrusting your backs to one another. The old man's illusory silhouette then appeared before them.

"Sir?" The eldest stared wide-eyed, "Why are you doing this?"

Their stories were all known to the sir, yet the sir said nothing.

On the day they confessed, the sir appeared.

The Divine Palace has existed for tens of thousands of years, with its own foundation and followers.

Toppling the Divine Palace is no easy task.

If you fight alone, you will never find a way out. The sir's illusory silhouette gave a faint smile.

He looked toward Jiang Yun Chu's direction: "Yun chu, they are all trustworthy companions; I hope you can lead them to survive."

Jiang Yun Chu gave the sir a deep look, "And you?"

Jiang Wu shook her head: "I've been here too long, accustomed to this environment and its desolation."

Yun chu, the Lost Land is me; I am the Lost Land.

He smiled gently, his smile full of kindness, just as always.

Here, being able to see a descendant of the Jiang family is enough; I have waited for you to grow, and I have waited a long time.

"Give me two seeds, and I will give you something." The old man looked at Jiang Yun Chu, his gaze fixed only on her.

Jiang Yun Chu stared, then produced not just two seeds but two saplings she had nurtured in her space.

She sustained them with her own vital spirit power; otherwise, how could she adapt to the Lost Land's weather?

Good, good.

The sir smiled lightly, then took the two saplings away; afterward, a vast surge of wood essence descended from heaven, entering directly from Jiang Yun Chu's heavenly spirit into her wood essence.

No, don't—Yun chu, please, Old Ancestor, stop.

Jiang Yun Chu shook her head and shouted loudly.

But the old man merely smiled, his kind face and gentle eyes always fixed on her.

"Child, I am the Lost Land itself; if you want to leave, there is only this way." The old man gently shook his head, pouring all of his wood-core innate spiritual power into Jiang Yun Chu's wood-core.

As the spiritual power was infused, Jiang Yun Chu's spiritual power kept rising.

Stage after stage, it was as if there were no bottleneck at all.

"No, there are other ways, Ancestor, there are other ways." Jiang Yun Chu's tears kept falling.

The other twelve people did not stop him, but their faces were filled with sorrow.

Sir, that is the person who saved them; during their time in this Lost Land, it was the Sir who continually guided them, making them clench their fists, making them cooperate with each other.

But now...

They respected the Sir's decision.

That pure spiritual power had no aggressiveness, carrying infinite tolerance.

Just like an elder, infinitely tolerating their juniors.

"Yun chu, live well; if you remember me, then carry on the Jiang family." Jiang Wu's voice grew fainter, and her silhouette kept dissipating.

But from beginning to end, he kept a smile; the final strand of green spiritual power entered a pomegranate tree, while that gray soul entered the neighboring lemon tree.

Lao Liu directly stored those two trees into his spatial ring.

Then, holding the unconscious Yun chu, his brows furrowed deeply.

That unconscious girl, her tears had not stopped even now.

The others watched silently; Lao Da suddenly dropped to one knee, clasped his fists, and said, "I, Lao Da, from today onward will forget my name; after avenging, I will follow beside Miss Yun chu, protecting her for life."

"I, Lao Er..."

One by one, they knelt on the ground, looking at the girl held in Lao Liu's arms, feeling the Sir's familiar spiritual power fluctuations.

They were protecting Yun chu, and also protecting the Sir.