Luo Yu looked around warily, and the won followed suit, only to find nothing.
He was puzzled.
But he didn’t make a sound, because everyone rembered how Luo Yu had just been blasted from the universe.
They hadn’t paid it attention before because they couldn’t detect the enemy at all, and their top priority was to revive Luo Yu.
Bi Bidong was inwardly shocked.
If there was an enemy, why not co out directly? Just now, Brother Yu had been on the verge of death. Wouldn’t that have been the perfect ti to strike?
Why still hide in the shadows?
Gu Yuena and the won from the Life God King exchanged glances, sharing the sa question in their hearts.
Luo Yu felt intense pain throughout his body.
All of his ridians felt as if they were being torn apart, every inch conveying acute agony, and his burnt skin sent a scorching sensation.
Especially in his abdon, where the huge palm print wouldn’t heal, the special power emanating from the palm print set Luo Yu’s heart racing with alarm.
This was definitely not power that an Ancestral Realm powerhouse could control; it was obviously of a higher level.
Moreover, it seed sowhat similar to one of the auras from the Six Ancestor-level Holy Artifacts.
Luo Yu’s heart skipped a beat.
He was certain that soone had struck him from the shadows. Could it be that an Ancestral-level powerhouse had descended?
Chuo!
Luo Yu clenched his teeth tightly, frantically pondering counterasures in his mind.
His eyes flickered with Purple-Gold Divine Light, his peripheral vision constantly on guard at a certain spot, yet he dared not look directly there.
"What’s wrong, Brother Yu? Where is the enemy?" Gu Yuena couldn’t help but ask.
Luo Yu shook his head.
"There should be no enemy now."
"Oh? Okay." Gu Yuena nodded as well, trusting the man’s words. If he said there was no enemy, then there was none.
Just at that mont, ripples stirred in the void of Soul Land, right where Luo Yu’s peripheral vision had been fixed.
"Since you’ve already discovered us, why keep up the pretense that there are no enemies?"
A hoarse voice sounded, grating like iron scraping against iron, making one’s whole body uncomfortable and unbearable to listen to.
Everyone covered their ears, looking in the direction of the sound.
In that area of space, it tore open, revealing a huge rift, and amidst the endless space blades, five elders stood, emitting no terrifying presence. Yet, they caused everyone to bleed from their eyes.
rely looking at them was too much for their eyes to bear.
Everyone trembled, every cell groaning with fear.
Qian Daoliu was nearly scared to death.
Simply glancing at the other side, one’s eyes could almost go blind, feeling as if their flesh was about to burst apart?
What level of a terrifying enemy was this?
Tang Chen wailed in his heart.
The Alliance Hierarch had tried his best; he really had.
Was the heavens truly determined to doom Soul Land?
Ah—
The won averted their gaze and didn’t look at the five fearso elder figures, but their bodies subconsciously moved closer to Luo Yu, who was seated there, firmly protecting him behind them.
The elder in the black robe emitted a piercing noise.
"Tch, you few girls are no different than dust in our eyes, what use is there standing there."
Gu Yuena didn’t respond to him, and the other won didn’t budge either.
They turned their backs as one, facing Luo Yu, leaving their backs to the enemy.
Gu Yuena’s beautiful eyes, filled with blood, looked at Luo Yu, full of deep affection and resolve.
His red lips slightly parted:
"Brother Yu, you have already done your best, take a rest."
"We sisters are willing to accompany you in death."
Bi Bidong also said, "Rest assured, Brother Yu, Soul Land honors you. All beings are willing to depart with you; no one will bla you, for everyone knows you tried your hardest, you really did."
"Indeed," Qian Daoliu bowed his head. "The Alliance Hierarch is very strong. I, in my entire life, have never admired and respected soone so deeply. The character and strength of the Alliance Hierarch have truly made submit. I am willing to accompany the Alliance Hierarch in death."
Tang Chen’s voice was resounding and powerful as he summoned the Hao Tian Hamr.
"Willing to accompany the Alliance Hierarch in death."
One after another, mbers of the Yan Huang Alliance, including Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, Prince Xue Ye, as well as people from the four great families, chanted in a deep voice.
"Willing to accompany the Sect Master in death."
As death approached, despair descended, no longer was there so much passion and blood-boiling fervor, nor so much heroic declamation.
It must be said, only a minority are unafraid of death.
The majority of people are indeed afraid of dying.
But it was these very people who, upon witnessing Luo Yu’s blood-soaked struggle for Soul Land, how he repeatedly stood up valiantly after being gravely injured, eventually exhausting all his strength.
It wasn’t that his power wasn’t strong enough, nor his will wasn’t strong enough, it was neither.
The enemies were too many, too shaless.
Unknowingly, Luo Yu had influenced many, many people and had already beco the faith in millions of beings’ hearts.
In fact, many understood that if he abandoned Douluo to escape, with Luo Yu’s Ancestral Realm strength, he absolutely could.
But even in death, a man remains the guardian of his planet, his woman, and them.
Since Luo Yu was willing to give his life to protect the planet, to protect them, could they, out of fear of death, do any less?
Better to die standing than to live on knees.
Luo Yu’s boldness had sparked all the pride within them; they scoffed at the sky, daring themselves to defy the challenge, though they whispered timidly a few tis. Still, even as fear sent chills down their spine and their legs trembled, they persisted.
The black-robed elder watched these developnts with interest, yet his eyes were filled with nothing but indifference, unmoved.
"What an interesting bunch of ants. Too bad, they must die."
He then turned his gaze towards Luo Yu and asked:
"Young man, you are indeed capable of slaying twelve Ancestral Realm beings. You really have the ability, to even detect our presence."
"Heh," Luo Yu sneered, desperately recovering his strength without giving up.
"You noticed us, so why didn’t you call us out?" the black-robed elder asked.
Luo Yu replied, "You didn’t show yourselves because you must have worried that I still had a trump card. So after launching a surprise attack on , you just observed from the shadows."
"As long as I don’t expose you, you would hesitate to co out for fear of falling for a trap."
"Ancestral-level Powerhouses, huh? I see, you are nothing but a bunch of rats lurking in the shadows."
Hearing Luo Yu’s sarcasm, the six shadows remained unperturbed, calm and detached, their eyes indifferent, as though they were gods overlooking all living beings, transcendent of everything.
The black-robed elder shook his head.
"No, you’ve still miscalculated."
"Pretending not to notice us indicates that you truly have no confidence left, that you have no more cards to play."
Luo Yu sighed.
"No choice. If I had directly exposed you, you would have co out at once, and there would be no difference from now."
Indeed, he was feeling quite desperate now.
The old man’s words seed to indirectly confirm his inner suspicion: these were six Progenitor-level powerhouses.
And each of them was as cautious as can be, clinging to life desperately.
"After beating the small ones, the big ones co. You really are shaless." Luo Yu could not help but curse.
"Heh, it’s because your ancestors have turned to dust," the black-robed elder laughed coldly, his attitude domineering: "People from my You Ming Sacred Heaven have a Progenitor to back them up, and you? You are all by yourself..."
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