Chapter 388: The Strong in the Sheng Cheng

They are not present.

A sound like sandpaper that makes the scalp go numb rang out.

The black-robed swordsman, with the Crescent Moon Long Sword in his left hand and the Sun Short Dagger in his right, spoke coldly,

You can't stop me!

As his words fell, he crossed his hands, and blinding light instantly enveloped a radius of ten thousand meters!

The Martial Kings of the Sheng Cheng side instantly had alarm bells ringing loudly in their hearts.

The survival instinct made them, without hesitation, hurriedly flee toward the inside of the Sheng Cheng.

The Triumphal Gate not only serves to detect the Black Tide's aura, but also possesses the effect of a defensive formation!

As long as they can enter the Triumphal Gate, they can avoid this dangerous attack.

However, the Martial King who fell behind soon let out a shrill scream.

The shout had just sounded when it abruptly ceased.

Old Wang!

The Martial King running ahead felt a thump in his heart and hurriedly turned to look.

Immediately, his pupils contracted to the size of a needle tip.

Wang He, whose strength was comparable to his, instantly turned into a pool of blood upon touching that light!

And that blood emitted a sizzling corrosive sound, quickly turning into steam and dissipating between heaven and earth.

Outside the Chong Yuan world, a Martial King who could be called a regional overlord died here without any disturbance.

And because this thought arose, his escape motion slowed slightly.

The light covered his body!

Ugh!

He likewise let out a ferocious scream; even fleeing with all his strength, he still could not escape the light's coverage.

In just two or three breaths, hundreds of Sheng Cheng Guards, reinforcing Martial Kings, and Martial Venerables died tragically on the spot under the light's shine.

The Martial King's speed is relatively a bit faster.

As long as one is not too close to the black-robed swordsman, there will still be a chance to react.

Feng Yue Shan controlled the golden threads to save the lives of dozens, but looking at the rapidly approaching light, his brow remained furrowed,

Everyone, retreat back into the city!

Master Golden Weaver!

Don't you understand my words? I order you all to retreat back into the city!

The guards holding weapons, who wanted to live and die with the Sheng Cheng, hearing Feng Yue Shan's icy voice, instantly had their hairs stand on end.

They knew that whatever Master Golden Weaver firmly decided on,

Even Teacher An Jiannan could not persuade him to change it.

All the Sheng Cheng Guards could only sigh and immediately urge others to retreat back into the city.

In that brief moment, dozens more Sheng Cheng Guards fell beneath the light's coverage.

Although Feng Yue Shan had exerted all his effort to control the golden threads, he still could not save everyone.

Not only the Sheng Cheng Guards, but the vast majority of the golden threads she had laid also melted within the light.

Feng Yue Shan had no time to feel sorry, and could only bring Zi Ling along as they retreated into the city,

Increase the Triumphal Gate's power!

Upon Feng Yue Shan's order, the Sheng Cheng Guards stationed at the City Gate immediately began transporting the Chong Yuan Stone.

Chong Yuan Stone is an extremely precious fuel.

The Triumphal Gate remains open year-round, and only Chong Yuan Stone can serve as its energy source.

Under the power of the piled-up Chong Yuan Stone, the Triumphal Gate's clear light flourished, forming a vast light curtain that enveloped the entire Sheng Cheng!

Feng Yue Shan's spindle hammer in hand kept turning, and the endless golden threads, under his and the Weaver Girl's control, after the great formation of the light curtain formed by the Triumphal Gate, formed a second barrier!

Teacher Feng Yue Shan.

After prolonged battle, Zi Ling's stamina was also about to be exhausted.

But seeing Feng Yue Shan on the verge of exhaustion from controlling the golden threads, Zi Ling couldn't help but speak up to advise,

Can we withstand this time?

Although she had not personally experienced it, she could also see the terror of the light bursting from the black-robed swordsman's intersecting blades.

If not for extreme dread, Feng Yue Shan would not doubt the Triumphal Gate's protective barrier!

We can only do our best and leave the rest to fate.

In Feng Yue Shan's words, it was rare that he lacked his former confidence,

As long as we can hold out until Bai Ce and the others return, the Sheng Cheng still has hope.

This is, in Zi Ling's impression, a rare occurrence of Feng Yue Shan losing control of the situation.

For a thousand years, as the leader of the Savior Heir, Feng Yue Shan has always been capable of flawless planning.

Such a solemn expression, Zi Ling has hardly ever seen before.

At the same time, atop a cloud platform deep within the Sheng Cheng.

A robot with its eyes perpetually closed, hands behind its back, gazed at the light curtain in the sky.

He murmured softly,

If the Sheng Cheng falls, can you succeed?

After a moment of silence, the robot, hovering in midair, prepared to point at empty space.

But in his mind, an alarm sounded.

Do not interfere with the test process; increasing variables is extremely likely to cause the test to fail!

The robot could only silently retract its fingers, then sit cross-legged again, projecting the scene of the entire Sheng Cheng in its mind.

To speak without exaggeration, at this moment, every corner of the Sheng Cheng cannot escape his scrutiny!

Even a fly cannot escape his eyes!

And he, just quietly waited for the test result to be born.

……

The black-robed swordsman's light finally, under the gaze of all, touched the light curtain condensed at the Triumph Gate.

Upon contact between the light and the light curtain, no earth-shaking sound was made.

The golden light and the pure light merged into one; no one could tell which was superior.

Inside the Sheng Cheng, countless Sheng Cheng Guards and the city's populace felt their hearts thump thump with heavy beats.

This battle is undoubtedly the most difficult one the Sheng Cheng has faced since its founding!

If even the Triumph Gate, forged by countless skilled artisans, cannot block the light slash of the black-robed swordsman...

I fear the Sheng Cheng today may also be unable to resist the Black Tide's attack!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Under the confluence of the two lights, from initially silent to later emitting a terrifying roar.

In the next moment, hundreds of thousands of citizens within the city saw the emerald-green light curtain enveloping the Sheng Cheng shatter with a boom!

Like glass shards scattering in all directions, it could no longer serve as the Sheng Cheng's protection!

After breaking through the light curtain of the Triumph Gate, Yao Guang continued to press upon the gold-thread defense line that Feng Yue Shan had painstakingly woven.

Hiss!

The sky-covering gold threads rapidly melted under the light.

Far within the city, countless Sheng Cheng Guards guarding Feng Yue Shan at the center spat out a mouthful of essence blood.

Teacher!

Zi Ling, seeing this, immediately cried out, rushing forward to try to support the unsteady Feng Yue Shan.

But she soon stopped her steps, stunned in place.

Because she remembered that she absolutely must not touch Feng Yue Shan.

Otherwise, Feng Yue Shan's injuries would only worsen!

It's fine.

Feng Yue Shan merely uttered those two words, then frantically spun the gold-spinning thread hammer in hand.

The four threads wrapped around the hammer seemed endless.

After being ejected from the hammer, they turned into one of the sky-covering gold threads.

The gold threads, under the light's illumination, have an extremely fast speed of smile.

But the silk threads spun by Feng Yue Shan are also not to be outdone.

The two then engaged in a tug-of-war again.