Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

At the Great Zhou Dynasty's western city gate, one after another, young soldiers fell, and one after another, young soldiers filled their places.

They used their thin bodies to defend the city for five days!

Tens of millions of children, not even fifteen years old, stained the capital with their blood.

"Useless! You bunch of good-for-nothings!" Marshal Xilin raged: "In recent days, those snot-nosed brats from Great Zhou have actually made us lose so many soldiers. What use are you?"

"Marshal, please calm down. Those young soldiers from Great Zhou are like madmen. They haven't even thought about living. They come up with the idea of dying together with us. We…"

"Shut up!" Marshal Xilin roared, saying: "Today, you must break through the capital for me! Capture all the members of the Great Zhou royal family and the Zongwang Academy, and wait for that Jun Wuxie to return and throw himself into the net!"

At this moment, a thunderous sonic boom came.

Marshal Xilin rushed out of the command tent and saw streaks of white mist left in the sky from afar, heading towards the capital.

"What just happened? Did any of you see it clearly?"

"Reporting to the Marshal, the speed was too fast, we didn't see clearly, but someone should have entered the Great Zhou capital!"

Marshal Xilin was about to speak when a loud dragon's roar suddenly came from the direction of the capital.

"What is that?"

"It's a dragon from the East!"

The Xilin generals cried out in alarm.

It was a fire dragon, roaring, appearing above the city wall. With a single breath, it spewed out terrifying flames, instantly turning the area below the city wall into a sea of fire.

The fire dragon traveled along the city wall, continuously spewing flames.

In a short moment, the outside of the city wall, spanning tens of miles, had all turned into a sea of fire.

The Xilin soldiers attacking the city screamed and turned to ashes.

Seeing this, the army behind them stopped in unison, terrified.

"How can there be a dragon?"

Marshal Xilin's face was gloomy. This kind of creature, spewing flames, had an extremely terrifying attack range.

"No need to worry, it's just a fifth-order young dragon!"

A black-robed man appeared behind him, his left hand outstretched, and a runic greatbow appeared with a flash of black light.

He instantly drew the bow to its full extent and shot a black arrow at the fire dragon hovering above the city wall, tens of miles away.

The arrow was like a black streamer.

Its speed was so fast that it instantly arrived in front of the fire dragon, piercing a black gap through the long sky.

The cold killing intent made the fire dragon shiver.

It suddenly stretched out its claws to slap at the arrow.

However, a cyan figure appeared in front of it and pointed forward.

Golden light shone from his fingertip, and with a bang, the runic arrow was shattered in the air.

"Young Master Jun!"

"Young Master Jun is back!"

The defending soldiers on the city wall were extremely excited when they saw the cyan figure.

Their Great Zhou's strongest had returned!

"Senior Brother!"

Xu Daoling and Kongxu shouted excitedly.

"Brother-in-law, you shouldn't have come back…"

Ji Beilan, covered in blood, murmured from a corner of the city wall, more than ten miles away.

"Fire Dragon! Could it be that the fire dragon…"

Sect Leader Yaowang and Sect Leader Yuling were both extremely shocked.

"He… has finally returned…"

Mu Xuelan's face was slightly pale, and even her delicate body was trembling slightly.

"Tower Master Mu, what's wrong with you?"

The several powerful figures beside her felt that something was wrong with her.

"It's nothing."

Mu Xuelan realized that she had lost her composure and hurriedly adjusted her mood, returning to normal.

"In the end, I still couldn't stop you…"

Yan Qingcheng's mood was heavy. She understood Jun Wuxie's character.

Now that he had returned, he would never retreat!

But he had to face nearly a billion Xilin soldiers!

Moreover, the Xilin army also had Soul Hunters from the Soul Hunting Hall hidden within!

"Jun Wuxie!"

From the Xilin camp, a large number of black-robed people walked out one after another.

Black-robed people continued to emerge from one tent after another.

Only a small portion of these black-robed people came from the Black Demon Sect, the rest all had bottles hanging from their waists and held black scythes.

"After waiting for so many days, he has finally returned."

A cold, ghostly smile appeared in the eyes of the high-level Soul Hunter commander.

"Withdraw the troops, general attack tomorrow!"

Marshal Xilin ordered. Their main target had returned, and the siege strategy needed to be adjusted.

The order was passed down, and in front of the city wall, the Xilin army retreated like a tide.

Jun Wuxie's body leaped up and landed below the city like a great mountain.

Rumble!

Under his feet, golden blood energy surged forward like a flood.

The retreating Xilin army had not formed a battle formation and could not resist it at all. Within a radius of several kilometers, all the Xilin soldiers were impacted by the blood energy and exploded into blood flowers in the air.

The shrill screams shook the wilderness.

When had the Xilin soldiers ever seen such a fierce person?

With just one foot, tens of thousands of people died.

They screamed in terror, abandoning their helmets and armor, and fleeing for their lives.

"Bastard! Cowardly as mice!"

Marshal Xilin's face was livid.

"It doesn't matter, tomorrow I will have my own way to make them no longer have fear."

The high-level Soul Hunter commander said coldly.

"Everything is as you arrange, my lord!"

Marshal Xilin nodded and bowed, saying like a dog.

In front of the capital.

Jun Wuxie stepped into the air, golden runes flashing in his eyes, staring at the Xilin camp.

Nearly a thousand black-robed people, of whom Soul Hunters accounted for more than six hundred.

Under the Primordial True Eyes, their realms, talents, and growth potential were all seen through.

The high-level Soul Hunter, at the peak of the tenth transformation of the Zongwang realm, had the talent of a peak King!

The Soul Hunting Hall had a standing force of 1,800 high-level Soul Hunters, and this time, one-third of them had come at once!

Any one of these people, if thrown out, would be at the level of a prodigy!

The aptitude of the peak of the King Realm can only be achieved by the top three true disciples in the Dominator-level forces!

Yan Qingcheng, Mu Xuelan, Su Ji, and other powerhouses changed their expressions when they saw the astonishing number of high-level Soul Hunters walking out of the Xilin camp.

They had originally thought that the Soul Hunting Hall might have sent dozens of high-level Soul Hunters.

They never expected that there would be hundreds of them!

Hundreds of prodigies at the peak of the tenth transformation of the Zongwang Realm.

Jun Wuxie is currently only in the Star Sea Realm!

"Jun Wuxie, I advise you to surrender obediently. If you kneel down and ask to join my Soul Hunting Hall, perhaps we will consider giving up hunting your origin and soul, giving you the opportunity to be my Soul Hunting Hall's loyal soul slave, hehe."

The high-level Soul Hunter commander said coldly.

"Haven't enough of your Soul Hunting Hall's half-saints died? You don't go and mourn, but run here to clamor. Have you forgotten your duty as slaves?"

Jun Wuxie responded indifferently.

"Bastard, the general attack will begin tomorrow, and your doomsday will officially begin!"

The high-level Soul Hunter commander's eyes were cold.

"Tomorrow, I will kill you until you tremble!"

After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he retracted his gaze and turned to enter the city.

All the Soul Hunters had the same level of realm and talent.

Only that commander had a slightly higher realm, a half-step Zonghuang at the peak of the King Realm!

"Young Master Jun!"

"Senior Brother!"

"Brother-in-law!"

Ye Qiange, Xu Daoling, Kongxu, and Ji Beilan stepped forward one after another.

"You should all go heal your wounds. The Xilin army will not take any further action before the general attack tomorrow."

Jun Wuxie looked at them covered in blood, patted Ye Qiange's shoulder, and his mood was heavy.

The Xuanjia Army had been completely wiped out!

Now, only Ye Qiange and some powerful generals remained.

His gaze swept across the blood-red city wall, and many eyes were watching him.

Those were all tender faces, thin bodies, without armor, wearing cloth clothes, and some were not even as tall as their shields.

"What is going on?"

He asked Ye Qiange.

Ye Qiange's lips trembled a few times, and his eyes turned red.

Jun Wuxie understood the truth of the matter and quickly rushed down the city wall.

As soon as he entered the city, he saw the streets densely packed with broken corpses.

They were all children in their teens.

People were collecting the corpses while wiping away tears.

"An inch of land, an inch of blood, thousands of teenagers, thousands of soldiers…"

Tears filled his eyes, his voice choked, and a sad emotion surged into his heart uncontrollably.

At this moment.

He seemed to see the future prosperity of Great Zhou!

Even though the Xilin army of billions was pressing down on the border!

But Great Zhou had such a new generation, such courage and tenacity, and this country, this nation, would inevitably be full of hope.

"Qian'ge, you immediately issue an order to forbid any child from using the Blood Burning Technique again! From today onwards, no child under the age of eighteen is allowed to go to the battlefield!"

"Young Master Jun, but we have no soldiers…"

Ye Qiange choked, a tough man, tears rolling down from his eyes.

"There are still four counties behind the capital, don't they have a single soldier left?"

"Yes, there are the last remaining guards, but not many. All combined, there are about 500,000, and it will take time…"

He wanted to say that 500,000 would not last even half a day.

In this war, the soldiers sacrificed every day were more than five million!

"It should be enough. You send people to integrate the armies of the four counties and let them come to defend the city. Those children are the future hope of Great Zhou, and they must not be allowed to die like this."

"But can the capital be defended like this?"

"With me here, the capital will not be broken!" Jun Wuxie's words were powerful and forceful, saying: "Let the soldiers all go down to rest, and you should all rest too. It is enough to have me here."

"But…"

Ye Qiange hesitated.

"There is no but. Since I am back, before I die, the Xilin army will not truly attack the city. Their current target is me!"

"Okay!" Ye Qiange nodded and shouted loudly to everyone: "Soldiers, immediately withdraw to rest!"

"Why, Marshal?"

"This is an order, execute the military order!"

Gradually, the top of the city wall emptied.

“You should go too.” Jun Wuxie looked at Ji Beilan beside him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, “Protect yourself. At any time, no matter what happens, don’t be impulsive. You are Ji Beilan, the Crown Prince of Great Zhou, a little warrior in the Star River Realm. Remember that?”

Ji Beilan's heart trembled. He opened his mouth, as if wanting to say something.

“Go and rest. I'm not in the mood to listen to your nonsense.”

Jun Wuxie interrupted him and chased him away.

At this time, Yan Qingcheng and the others arrived on the city wall.

“Thank you all for coming to help Great Zhou!”

Jun Wuxie said.

He noticed that Mu Xuelan hadn't come, and was still standing on the top of the tall building in the city, watching here with a cold expression.

“Young Master Jun, there's no need to thank us. In fact, we haven't helped at all…”

Su Ji and the others were very ashamed.

“You shouldn’t have come back.”

Yan Qingcheng said faintly.

Jun Wuxie couldn't help but look at her when he heard this.

Their eyes met.

“Everyone, please keep an eye on things for me. I have some words I want to say to the Yan Family Head alone.”

“Young Master Jun, please do as you wish. We will watch over things here.”

The higher-ups of the major Overlord forces nodded.

Jun Wuxie stepped into the air and left, his voice coming from afar: “Yan Family Head, please follow me!”

Yan Qingcheng didn't hesitate and followed him.

Just as they left, Mu Xuelan's figure also disappeared from the tall building in the city.

…

The scenery of Zongwang Mountain is very beautiful, with peach forests all over the mountain, a sea of pink.

Under a peach tree several meters in diameter.

Jun Wuxie stood with his hands behind his back, facing the peach tree.

Yan Qingcheng quietly landed behind him.

“Do you know that you were wrong?”

Jun Wuxie's voice was a little cold.

“I’m not wrong!”

Yan Qingcheng said stubbornly.

“You’re not wrong?” Jun Wuxie suddenly turned around, staring at her purple eyes, and said, “Who allowed you to make decisions for me? You wanted to stop me from returning to Great Zhou?”

“I’m not wrong. I wish I could tie you up in the Ancient City of the Eastern Wilderness!”

Yan Qingcheng met his gaze, and a trace of mist appeared in her purple eyes, her eyes full of stubbornness.

“You…”

Jun Wuxie's heart stifled.