Chapter 1332: Chapter 128 Valley of Destruction_5
Watching his clansmen suffer nearly a hundred casualties in an instant, the Wing King suppressed the injuries within his body and roared, "All Winged Tribe, ascend to the skies, I refuse to believe he can fly higher than us." Indeed, although Xuan Yuan possessed the same ability as Ah Dai to ascend into the sky using his battle qi, battle qi was ultimately finite. After continuously executing powerful moves in the air and killing several dozen Winged Tribe members again, he helplessly descended to the ground. The remaining Winged Tribe swiftly followed the Wing King to the top of a nearby mountain, leaving only the Pope’s people trapped by the terrain in the valley.
Na Yan swallowed two healing Golden Cores from Emperor Xuan Ye, and his complexion somewhat improved; however, though the Golden Cores were potent, Na Yan was an old man nearing his eighties. Suffering such severe injuries and losing much blood had left him extremely weak. Xuan Ye’s eyes were bloodshot as he exclaimed emotionally, "Father-in-law, father-in-law, you must hold on!" He knew that if it weren’t for Na Yan’s timely rescue, he would likely have died under that golden Throwing Spear. "It’s all my fault, I was too reckless, father-in-law, you cannot die!"
Na Yan’s pale face revealed a bitter smile as he sighed, "Child, I’m not dying just yet. You’re still too young. This is the best lesson for you; remember it always! We are trapped here, don’t worry about me. The enemy will appear soon, we should focus on retreating from the formidable enemies first. Remember, if it is impossible, retreat immediately and do not engage deeply. With your capability, you should be able to break through the valley entrance, escape if you can."
Xuan Ye handed Na Yan’s body to a nearby Judge of Light and slowly stood up. His face, twisted by intense grief, he screamed, "Come out, you bastards, all of you come out. Wing King, I swear not to rest as a human if I do not kill you in this life."
The Wing King, too, was severely injured from the heavy strike by Xuan Yuan moments ago, and the two Silver Wing Elders had lost the ability to continue fighting. Standing at the peak of the valley, he said hatefully, "Xuan Ye, there’s no need to shout. This place will be your burial ground and the end of your so-called ’this life,’ you have no future anymore. Moon King, what are you waiting for, take action."
"Third brother, you’re still not calm enough! If you had launched the Throwing Spear attack as soon as we entered the valley, the church dignitaries would have suffered even greater losses. The Pope really spared no expense this time, sending so many people. Judge Xuan Yuan truly opened my eyes!" The voice suddenly changed, the initial gentleness turned eerily cold, "Twelve Kings of Heaven, appear. Let us greet the guests from the church with death." As the voice fell, a large number of figures suddenly emerged on the mountains around the valley, arranged into neat formations, glaring at the Pope’s people like hungry wolves discovering food.
Seeing the enemies appearing on the mountainside, even someone as resolute as Xuan Yuan was shaken. On the surrounding mountains stood countless soldiers from different clans including the Winged Tribe, Dwarves, Half-beast Clan, and their target Dark Demon Clan, and even several other unrecognizable clans, exceeding tens of thousands in number. Without any command from Xuan Ye and the others, the Sacred Knights and other Judges had already surrounded Xuan Ye and six White Robe Priests in the center, all aware that only by killing all the enemies would they have a chance to live, showing a dying resolve.
Suddenly, about a dozen people appeared on the mountain right in front of Xuan Ye. These people, dressed distinctly, were clearly the enemy’s leaders. At the forefront was a woman, extremely beautiful, appearing in her twenties, her face full of spring, her body wrapped in tight black attire, her voluptuous figure swaying provocatively as she moved forward, attracting thoughtful gazes. On her forehead, there was a conspicuous silver crescent symbol, her fair skin contrasting sharply with her black attire.
"Members of the church, how do you feel visiting my Valley of Destruction? Ah, it seems the Winged Tribe’s reputation still has some effect. I am truly sorry about this."
This young woman was unknown to anyone from the church. A chill ran through Xuan Ye’s heart. Although she displayed no strong aura on the surface, the flashes of cold light in the depths of her eyes betrayed a heart starkly different from her surface smile. Could these be the forces lurking in the shadows? Indeed, very powerful! Xuan Ye’s hands behind his back gestured a simple sign to the six White Robe Priests behind him. These priests, all possessing strength beyond a Magus, noticed Xuan Ye’s gesture and immediately bowed their heads, silently chanting Spells. Xuan Ye focused intently on the young woman on the mountaintop, trying to buy ample time for his subordinates, he loudly questioned, "Who are you? Why do you assist the Dark Demon Clan against the church?"
The Silver Moon young woman let out a bell-like laugh, her voice sultry and enthralling, filled with a strange allure. Even someone with Xuan Ye’s resolve felt a shock in his heart, and the others were even more affected. Some disturbances started appearing among the church’s team. A few weaker Sacred Knights could no longer resist their primitive urges, their eyes locked onto the young woman on the mountaintop, revealing greedy expressions.
