"How are you?"
Dengyan Jukui looked anxiously at the wound on his left rib, her heart filled with worry.
"It's nothing, I'll bandage it in a moment. There aren't many enemies left. I'll go kill them and come back."
"There's no need to rush. They've already been defeated and can't escape. Let everyone else deal with them. I'll bandage you."
Dengyan Jukui grabbed Jia Hui and then took out bandages and other items from her pocket, preparing to bandage him.
"Stop him, quickly!"
"No, he's going to self-destruct! Stop him!"
From behind, a clamor suddenly erupted. Jia Hui turned to see the enemy captain, covered in blood, roaring as he charged towards them.
He clutched a pile of spirit stones, the spiritual energy within them continuously flowing into his body. He charged forward like a rhinoceros, knocking aside all enemies in his path, unstoppable.
When his body had absorbed enough spiritual energy, he roared and leaped up, flying towards the warship.
Jia Hui's face turned ashen with fear. If that person managed to rush into the warship and self-destruct, it was uncertain whether the warship could withstand it, but the old, weak, women, and children on board would surely suffer countless casualties.
With no time to think, Jia Hui's strength as a Tier 2 warrior erupted, and he shot towards the man like a cannonball.
Finally, in mid-air, Jia Hui intercepted the man. Under the force of the collision, the man was thrown back and failed to land on the warship.
"Die!!!"
The captain's eyes were bloodshot. With his mouth gaping, revealing bloody teeth, he grabbed Jia Hui's armor and bit down on his neck.
Jia Hui's expression changed drastically, and he immediately tried to retreat, but it was too late.
BOOM!!!
After a thunderous explosion, the enemy was blown to smithereens on the spot. Jia Hui was also sent flying violently, crashing into the warship before falling to the ground.
"Jia Hui!!!"
Dengyan Jukui screamed in agony and rushed over as quickly as she could.
Jia Hui lay on the ground, his fate unknown.
Jukui ran to his side, knelt down, and with all her might, pulled Jia Hui, who was still wearing his armor, up so that his head rested on her lap.
At this moment, Jia Hui's face was covered in blood, and blood foam continuously emerged from his mouth. There were few intact parts of his body, especially his abdomen and chest, which were almost completely blown apart, revealing the armor on his back.
"Jia Hui, hold on. I'll get you medicine right away. You must hold on."
Dengyan Jukui cried, frantically searching her body for medicine.
Jia Hui mumbled, mustering all his strength, and raised his hand. In his hand was a waist token.
"Don't... don't cry... I... I'm beyond saving... Live... You must... live well... Go to the Great Wall... give this to my mother... Tell her, I couldn't..."
Jia Hui's words ultimately went unfinished, extinguished with his last breath amidst Jukui's grief-stricken cries.
Even in death, his eyes remained open, as if wanting to imprint the image of the girl before him deeply into his soul.
Jukui took the waist token from Jia Hui's hand, her tears washing away the bloodstains.
"Captain of the First Brigade, Second Battalion, Great Gan Empire Tiger Guard, Great Wall Legion—Jia Hui."
This was the Great Gan Empire's most elite ace legion. Normally, supervising the conquest of grassland tribes with enslaved people would be handled by auxiliary forces. Why would the Gan Kingdom be willing to let its ace legion undertake such tasks?
But Jia Hui had come. Only now did Dengyan Jukui understand why he had come in the first place.
Before, he had come for her.
Now, he died for her.
He sacrificed himself to protect her and her tribe.
"Jia Hui..."
"You lost."
Looking down at Liu Qinglin, who was on the verge of death, Wan Lei stood above him, a mocking smile on his lips.
After another fierce battle, under the combined assault of Wan Lei and Liu Yuxin, Liu Qinglin's spiritual energy had been depleted. He was also severely injured. At this point, he likely couldn't even self-destruct.
"I... I am unwilling! If it weren't for this traitor, how could I have died at the hands of a mere brat like you!"
Liu Qinglin gritted his teeth, his eyes conveying a desire to tear Wan Lei to pieces.
"Sorry, I don't like to waste words, nor do I like to listen to the dying words of my enemies."
Wan Lei squatted down, twisted Liu Qinglin's neck, and placed his head into his storage bag.
Standing up, he looked at Liu Yuxin and smiled.
"Well done. I will remember your kindness."
"Hmph, I merely cannot stand his slaughter of mortals. What does that have to do with you? We are still enemies."
Liu Yuxin snorted coldly and turned her head away.
"After returning this time, the Liu family will inevitably learn of your actions. At that time, the Liu family will likely no longer tolerate you. If you return, you will surely be punished by the Liu family. They might kill you, cripple your cultivation, or imprison you.
You might as well not return to the Liu family. You could go with Wan Liuchuan, or go to the Yin-Yang Sect, or the Kui Lian Sect. Xiao Yu will also take care of you."
"You don't need to worry about me!"
"It's too early to declare victory. Let's go. In the sky, there are still five Mahayana stage enemies. We'll go deal with them."
"What does that have to do with me? I am merely a Nascent Soul stage cultivator."
Liu Yuxin didn't move.
"This is your only chance to prove you are stronger than Wan Lei. After we leave this place, I will also break through to the Nascent Soul stage. At that time, you will still be weaker than me."
Upon hearing this, Liu Yuxin was clearly moved, but she still refused to admit defeat verbally.
"The best way to prove I'm stronger than you is to kill you."
After giving Wan Lei a glare, Liu Yuxin immediately flew towards the sky, charging into the Mahayana stage battlefield.
"This stubborn girl has grown up."
Wan Lei chuckled and then followed her.
In the sky, their side was still at a disadvantage.
Fang Xiaoyu was battling Wu Di, a mid-stage Mahayana realm expert. Facing him alone, she was struggling immensely.
Fang Jufeng's opponent was Zhou Zhanxin. Their cultivation levels were similar, but Fang Jufeng's techniques were unpredictable, and he did not fall into a disadvantage.
Elder Chen Yijun's opponent was Shield Martial God. This person possessed formidable defensive power and was not weak in offense. After all, the Shield family was known for their thick skin and defense.
Lord Linpeng was facing the attacks of Bei Hanwu and Yun Xiao Shangren alone. Although these two were not strong, they were not weak either. Facing Lord Linpeng, while they were on the offensive, their hundreds of feet-large bodies were not something they could easily take down.
If nothing else, with Lord Linpeng simply standing there, letting them attack, it would likely take them several months to kill him.
"You go help Fang Xiaoyu, I'll help Lord Linpeng kill those two guys first."
Liu Yuxin said, preparing to rush over.
"No, it's foolish to scatter forces when you have the advantage. Concentrating your strength to kill enemies one by one is the fastest method.
You and I will go help Xiao Yu first and kill that guy named Wu Di. Among them, he is the strongest here.
I've disliked this name for a long time. How can he be worthy of being called Invincible? Then what am I?"