Chapter 346 These old monsters who had lived for several years were now like hopeless, lost souls.
Lu Chuan had only been involved in the cultivation world for a short time.
It's only been a little over half a year at most.
But in the past six months, things have been unpredictable in Nancheng, and he has witnessed too many things as a result.
There was an arrogant and powerful empress.
They treat the lives of ordinary people as worthless as ants.
There are also young martial artists who fight fiercely for their dignity.
Facing a formidable foe.
They also dare to draw their swords.
And countless people in the southern part of the city.
He recalled the words the old kindergarten director spoke with a bitter smile when he saw her in the hospital.
"For a brief moment just now, I felt that my life had been rather meaningless."
"I worked diligently my whole life for that zoo, and my hair turned white from exhaustion."
"And the result?"
"When some big shot roared from heaven, I almost met my maker."
"You heard about what happened at the Central Hospital, right?"
"Hundreds of lives, gone in an instant."
"What are we in the eyes of those high and mighty martial artists?"
"They're not even as good as the monkeys in that cage."
"At least the monkeys are fed and protected, but what about us?"
"Death is just a number."
In the eyes of those high and mighty martial artists, we are not even as good as monkeys in a cage. Monkeys have people protecting them, but when we die, we are just a string of numbers.
A string of numbers.
Yes.
The current southwestern region.
Hundreds of millions of people.
That's over 100 million people.
Did these high-ranking officials of the Federation, the top combatants of the human race, really care?
died.
It's just a string of numbers.
But they didn't care; Lu Chuan did!
Among these people.
He has friends!
His family members are among them!
His colleagues were there!!!
He has disciples!
There are countless lovely people!!!
He had seen too many ordinary people in the southern part of the city struggling desperately to survive.
He also saw those martial artists who, in order to cover the civilians' retreat, voluntarily stayed behind to cover their retreat.
But now, he's risked his life to get here.
In return, they were told they dared not set foot there.
Is the water too deep inside?
On what grounds?
Seeing that the Azure Cloud Saint had stood up to leave, Lu Chuan finally couldn't help but roar.
"so what."
"So you just watched hundreds of millions of people in the southwest region die for the sake of the so-called big picture."
"This is the grand strategy of your saints."
"We sacrificed the lives of hundreds of millions of people so that you could eke out a living here."
inside the room.
The air was still.
The steps of the Azure Cloud Sage came to an abrupt halt.
But he did not turn around, nor did he answer Lu Chuan's question.
He simply sighed heavily again, pushed open the door, and walked out.
But his back looked increasingly hunched, exuding an indescribable air of old age.
The door closed again.
Lu Chuan slumped onto the bed.
I feel like all my strength has been drained away.
despair.
An unprecedented despair.
He believed that as long as he reached Buzhou Mountain and met the sage, the southwest would be saved.
I never imagined I would risk my life to get here.
This is how it ended.
The sage doesn't care.
Nobody cares.
Lu Chuan gritted his teeth, his eyes red-rimmed.
You don't care.
I'll take care of that.
I am now a five-star Martial Emperor.
In this southwestern region, a five-star Martial Emperor is definitely considered top-tier combat power.
As long as I can get back.
Even if it costs me my life, I can still kill a few more demon emperors.
He took a deep breath.
He struggled to move his body and, enduring the excruciating pain inside his body, climbed out of bed.
He's leaving.
He wants to go back.
He staggered forward, supporting himself against the wall, and slowly made his way to the door.
He pushed the door open.
A cold wind, mixed with mist, swept over us.
Lu Chuan raised his head, his whole body frozen in place.
There was no path leading down the mountain outside at all.
The cliffs of Hebi are towering.
The sea of clouds is churning.
The palace where he lived was actually built halfway up Buzhou Mountain.
Ahead lies a sheer cliff.
But he gritted his teeth and forced himself to use the last bit of true energy he had left, trying to fly away from here.
but.
He had just taken a step forward.
It felt like my body had crashed into an invisible wall.
"Bang."
A strange force bounced him back.
Lu Chuan fell to the ground.
A surge of blood rushed through my chest.
The palace was actually isolated by a powerful array barrier.
He couldn't get out at all.
Lu Chuan clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh.
anger.
despair.
Powerless.
midair.
Just then, the voice of the Azure Cloud Sage suddenly rang out.
"Take good care of your injury."
Don't overthink it.
"Xiang Meng has already gone to the southwest region."
"He will do his best to save some seeds and preserve the foundation of humanity."
"As for you people..."
"We will also give you full compensation."
Hearing this condescending and condescending tone, Lu Chuan trembled with anger.
make up.
Hundreds of millions of lives, how will you compensate us?
He was just about to start cursing.
A strange suction force suddenly erupted from the palace behind them.
Lu Chuan had no time to resist and was pulled backward by this force.
"Bang."
He slammed back onto the jade bed, a sharp pain shooting through his bones.
The door slammed shut automatically.
……
At the summit of Mount Buzhou.
The cold wind howled.
The Sage of Azure Clouds stood with his hands behind his back on the edge of a cliff.
Beside him.
Several other elderly men were also standing there.
These old men were dressed in different clothes, but each of them exuded an incredibly powerful aura.
Any one of them could be chosen to suppress a region.
but.
If you look closely, you'll notice that the faces of these old men all have a sallow complexion.
Deathly energy lingered within his body.
The chances of survival are already extremely slim.
It was obvious that they had reached the end of their lifespan and were only holding on by their remaining cultivation.
An old man in a gray robe looked down at the rolling sea of clouds.
He also let out a long sigh.
"Why."
"In the end, it's because we old folks are incompetent, and we've let down the hundreds of millions of people in the Southwest region."
These words were spoken.
The others remained silent.
The sound of the wind echoed across the mountaintop, sounding particularly desolate.
The Sage of Azure Clouds shook his head.
Don't overthink it.
"Perhaps they will come back once we get through this difficult period."
"When they come back, everything will be different."
"There will always be hope for humanity."
The group fell silent again.
come back.
Can he really come back?
The old man in the gray robe gave a bitter smile.
"Those people have been gone for hundreds of years."
"We have no idea what's happening over there."
"All we know is that the countless Martial Saint soul jade tablets left in the Soul Palace are constantly shattering."
"They are constantly falling."
"For hundreds of years, no one has ever returned."
"Can he really come back?"
The atmosphere on the mountaintop became incredibly desolate.
These ancient monsters, who had lived for hundreds of years, were now like lost and hopeless ghosts.
after awhile.
Another old man with a cane broke the silence.
"Qingyun".
The old man looked at the Sage of Azure Clouds.
"You just went to see Luo Gucheng's disciple."
What do you think of him?
Recalling what had happened in the room, the Sage of Qingyun seemed to be in a slightly better mood; even his beard twitched.
"Unparalleled talent."
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