The Luan Tree King's fall caused the hearts of countless Luan Tree people to sink to rock bottom. Their expressions were tragic as they watched the Luan Tree King powerlessly struggle under the other party's attacks. Under the other party's Underworld River Battle Halberd, the Luan Tree King's body was covered in green blood.
But he didn't admit defeat. He was still using his last bit of strength to fight back. At the same time, he was attacking with all his might.
This scene made the Mountain Tree tribe want to cry, but no tears came out. That elder, who had fought with his life on the line at the last moment, made Long Chen feel deep veneration for him. It turned out that belief wasn't something that only he had.
He clenched his fists.
"Benefactor, save my father, save him."
Beside Long Chen, Yin Luan's clothes were covered in tears. She was extremely helpless, her body trembling. Her heart was about to break.
Long Chen could feel her pain and nervousness. He was responsible for this battle. Of course, he wouldn't fight the Yaksha King. That would be suicide.
He was about to charge out when the Yaksha King suddenly stopped attacking the Luan Tree King. The Luan Tree King transformed back into the old man. He fell to the ground powerlessly, his body covered in blood. There were wounds from the Styx River Halberd all over him. One of his eyes had even been pierced by the halberd. The grey energy was like a snake swimming in his eye socket.
"Die …" The Luan Tree King stretched out an arm. His remaining eye was still staring furiously at the Yaksha King.
The ferocious Yaksha King held the Styx River Halberd and stood proudly in the air. He cackled, "Old ghost, do you know why I left you with one eye? Because I hate you. I feel that the best way to torture someone is to make them watch what they don't want to see happen. You can't do anything about it. So you should know what I'm going to do."
The Luan Tree King's last eye was wide open. Tears of blood flowed from it.
Beside him, his veins were bulging.
"Evildoers must die."
The Luan Tree King said these four words.
"You won't be able to see my death."
Yaksha King laughed. She was right in front of the Luan Tree King, holding the Styx River Battle Halberd. She charged into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, she floated in front of a green shield. She laughed evilly, "Green world, you cowards. This is your shell. I want to see how terrified you cowards will be when I break it."
She raised the Styx River Halberd.
"A powerful race doesn't need tortoiseshells. That's why we, the Yakshas, were saved from the brink of death. We are destined to rule the world. A weak race like the Mountain Tree Clan is destined to be eliminated by history. You don't have the right to occupy a planet. This is not your home, but the place where the Yakshas rose to power."
The Yaksha King's speed was too fast. Long Chen had no choice but to be careful when his opponent became such a powerful existence. This battle was much more difficult than he had imagined. He could have chosen not to participate at all, but if he wanted to take the Heart of the Progenitor Tree, no one would be able to stop him.
But he wouldn't do such a thing.
That was because he was Long Chen. His life was born to protect, to take responsibility, and to fight.
He had stepped out of the green world. The destruction of the green world couldn't be stopped. He didn't have the power to stop the Yaksha King. In fact, the Yaksha King was right. The green world was just the Luan Tree Race's turtle shell. If the Luan Tree Race survived, they would have to get stronger and defeat their invading enemies. Their only way was to get stronger and not hide in the green world. The green world had destroyed their fighting spirit.
If the green world could be destroyed, if the Luan Tree Race could survive, they would have a new life.
If invading and killing were unavoidable, then the only way was to strengthen themselves. They wouldn't attack others, just protect those they cared about and those they cared about.
Just as the Yaksha King was about to destroy the green world, Long Chen used his time dragon to hide from her. He rushed towards the 400,000 Yakshas. Although he was risking his life for the Luan Tree Race, which had nothing to do with him, he had no regrets. He wasn't an idiot. He just felt that this was how life should be fought.
"Tortoiseshell, shatter!"
The Yaksha King waved the Styx River Halberd in front of the Luan Tree King's desperate gaze. She activated the power of the five elements and laughed maniacally. She slashed the halberd against the green world again and again. The green world shook violently. No matter how many green runes appeared, they were all destroyed.
Boom, boom, boom.
Hearing the explosions, the Luan Tree Race, who had worked so hard to muster their courage, felt their defenses crumble again. It was as if they could hear the sound of death. The enemy's roars almost suffocated them. The old, the weak, the women, and the children hiding behind the battlefield all cried helplessly.
"Are we going to lose?"
The warriors of the Luan Tree Race opened their eyes wide, trembling as they looked at the collapsing green world. They didn't know when, but their eyes were filled with tears of fear and their legs were shaking. The Yakshas on the other side were ready. They roared and laughed loudly. They waved their weapons, ready to fight.
As soon as the green world was destroyed, they would immediately attack. The 400,000 Yakshas could kill all the Luan Tree Race in a short time.
"The king's words are false. Not only will we be exterminated, we won't even have a chance to teach them a lesson …"
"The Luan Tree Race is finished …"
They closed their eyes helplessly. It wasn't that they were weak, it was just that they had no chance of surviving. There was no hope at all. As for Long Chen, who Luan Tree King had mentioned, he could indeed defeat many yakshas, but he couldn't face the yaksha king. In the end, he would still die.
The green world trembled. The cowardice of the Luan Tree Race and the sobs of the Luan Tree Race all mixed together.
Rumble.
Under the bloodthirsty eyes of the Yakshas and the despairing eyes of the Luan Tree Race, the green world turned into a rain of green light and completely shattered. The green light rain was like fireflies. There were millions of them, falling slowly from the sky. They were falling very slowly. It would probably take two hours for them to reach the ground.
When that happened, the Ancestral Tree City would be flooded with blood. From now on, the Luan Tree Race would no longer exist.
This race that had lived on the Luan Tree Planet for thousands of years was about to wither.
The destruction of the Green World was undoubtedly the horn of battle for the Yakshas. It was also the call of the Yaksha King. After the destruction of the Green World, countless Yakshas turned into ferocious ghosts that blotted out the sky and the earth. They turned into waves of blood and charged towards the Ancestral Tree City. For a moment, it was earth-shattering and the earth trembled. It was as if the entire world was going to be torn apart by them.
The terrifying scene was like adding snow to snow for the Luan Tree Race.
"We're finished...."
The Luan Tree King fell to the ground. Countless Luan Tree Race lost their will to fight. They were in a daze. Some ran away, some stood numbly. No matter how the generals shouted, they didn't move. They were just ordinary people. They were pure Luan Tree Race. Their fighting souls had long disappeared from the green world. Without someone strong enough, they wouldn't be able to awaken their fighting souls.
The world suddenly quieted down. Based on the speed of the Yakshas, death would come in twenty breaths.
The yakshas could smell the scent of death. They had gone crazy. Their pitchforks were in desperate need of blood, and they were thirsty for blood.
This was a war that was destined to end from the beginning.
Long Chen had never thought that he would be so hot-blooded for a race that had nothing to do with him.
What he was facing was the 400,000 Bloodthirsty Tribe members who were charging at him. They were undoubtedly demons.
Long Chen could feel the vibrations in the air and the tremors of the earth.
He was standing in front of the Luan Tree King. The Yaksha army was about to step over him and crush the Ancestral Tree City.
The Luan Tree King vaguely sensed Long Chen's existence.
He turned his head in pain and saw the four hundred thousand Yakshas about to devour the Ancestral Tree City.
"Don't worry."
Long Chen respected this old man.
He wanted to fight, to fight to the end.
He was the descendant of the divine dragon. This was his responsibility. His duty was to protect the world.
At that moment, Long Chen clenched his fists.
"Fight."
The four hundred thousand Yakshas charged.
They were on the verge of a fatal massacre.
At this critical moment, just before death, something happened that shocked everyone. Just as the Yakshas were halfway through their charge, the area around the Luan Tree King suddenly turned blood-red. Endless blood mist formed a blood-red cloud that spread out, blocking the Yakshas' path. The charging Yakshas didn't even have time to stop. Their eyes widened when they saw a giant blood-red divine dragon raise its head from the blood-red cloud. Its eyes seemed to come from hell, coldly examining the four hundred thousand Yakshas.
"That's... a dragon."
A divine dragon had stopped the four hundred thousand Yakshas.
The Luan Tree Tribe looked over, their gray eyes finally regaining some luster.
This divine dragon was the true master of slaughter. The murderous aura around him was so strong that the Yakshas didn't dare move for a moment.
The four hundred thousand Yakshas stopped in front of him.
After a moment of shock, they reacted.
"Kill him."
"This is the dragon warrior who killed many of our brothers."
The Yakshas clamored and continued to charge.
Long Chen looked at them coldly.
He hated invaders. They were inhumane beasts, and they deserved to die.
"With my dragon soul... I shall sentence you to death."
At that moment, he let out an inner roar.