Chapter 998: 319: One City, One Formation, One Catastrophe (Part 4)

"People’s hearts have changed; they don’t learn the good but pick up all the refuse!"A few female Yangxiang Race members twisted and twisted, singing something about us imitating cat sounds, meow meow meow meow... It’s ridiculous, do you even have cats here?

It seems that even in the distant Yangxiang Race, there are internet celebrities in this occupation.

As the technology of the Source Image Stone becomes more and more popular, this trend can no longer be suppressed.

"If this city were to turn into ashes in the lightning, I wonder what the absolute peak of the Eight Races Sacred Land would think!"

"The permanent residents here are all descendants of those in power; it’s truly the best place for destruction."

Yuan Xingzi took a deep breath.

He looked up at the hazy sky, then at the prosperity of Baiheng City.

This city is a beacon guiding the Wetlands towards modern civilization.

Therefore, this beacon should not exist.

The Wetlands aliens wanting to enjoy luxury can only resort to plundering; their targets for plundering can only be the human race.

Destroying Baiheng City is a revenge against the Eight Races of Wetlands.

Likewise, it can extinguish the spark of this civilization.

Wetlands do not allow such comfortable cities to exist.

Boom!

At this moment, countless fireworks exploded above Baiheng Building.

These fireworks are not made of gunpowder, possibly a completely new material, but they are actually more splendid and spectacular than fireworks.

Instantly, countless Yangxiang Race members gathered around.

These nobles enjoying leisure seem to have no idea about the world outside Baiheng City.

They are dressed impeccably and the days are peaceful.

"Wow, the fireworks are so beautiful, yet you can only see them once in a while!"

"I heard on Earth, such fireworks are seen every day."

"It’s hateful, why have our race members not occupied Earth yet? Why should those Wuwen Race enjoy such beauty!"

"Don’t worry, fearless warriors will surely wipe out those ants; Earth will belong to the Yangxiang Race sooner or later."

Beside Yuan Xingzi, several young Yangxiang Race nobles were conversing.

Their aura was very peaceful, without a bit of bloodthirst; they were pure Qi and Blood Martial Artists.

Yuan Xingzi could confirm these Yangxiang Race members had never been on a battlefield.

But they don’t understand at all; their happiness requires sacrificing the lives of so many people on Earth.

"This city shouldn’t be left!"

Yuan Xingzi shook his head, slowly pushing the trash cart away.

Boom!

Fireworks continue to explode, making Baiheng City appear more harmonious and beautiful.

A city, an array, a catastrophe.

This is a bit of interest Divine Land is reclaiming from the Wetlands aliens.

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West City.

Su Yue felt uncomfortable; he didn’t want to stay in the dormitory.

With Xu Baiyan’s money, Yang Lezhi bought some Healing Elixir, and he could be discharged tomorrow.

The waiting time made Su Yue somewhat bored; he strolled on the street to breathe, at least to relax.

Su Yue is still analyzing why his sister would defect.

Theoretically, she has the kind of character that would rather die than yield.

Abnormal.

Unreasonable.

Everything can wait until he sneaks into Jing Niao City.

Su Yue secretly gathered a lot of information about Jing Niao City; he wanted to have a general understanding of the city.

Some information even cost money.

In fact, when Martial Artists go on missions, they all inquire about detailed information on nearby aliens; knowing your enemy is key to survival.

Information about Jing Niao City is not too difficult to buy; Su Yue even learned about some faction divisions within Jing Niao City.

Indeed, that guy Mo Kai is still lingering in Jing Niao City.

He’s waiting for him.

According to intelligence analysis, Mo Kai has released multiple pieces of information, trying to spread the news and waiting for a response from Hong Guo.

"Hello, Su Yue... my name is Bai Yeqing, 91st-generation Daoist successor, Bai lineage, Dao name Bai Yezi!"

Su Yue was wandering by the roadside.

Suddenly, a car that looked very expensive stopped by the roadside.

A young man in a suit and tie, with a slicked-back hairstyle, stepped out from the back seat.

"Daoist?"

Su Yue looked at this handsome man with pomade and silently compared himself.

Impeccable suit, gold-rimmed glasses, skin as white as tofu, shoes shining brightly, gleaming in the sunset, even slicker than his face.

The perfume was quite pleasant.

Daoist?

You look like a trainee, just short of singing, dancing, and playing basketball; you call yourself a Daoist?

"Yes, 91st-generation Daoist disciple, Bai lineage Bai Yezi... You can call me by my name in the mundane world: Bai Yeqing."

Bai Yeqing politely extended his hand.

"Hello, I’m Su Yue; I am not going to join the Daoist sect."

Su Yue reluctantly shook his hand.

This guy was dressed better than him, with a slicked-back hairstyle; Su Yue felt uncomfortable, not out of jealousy.

"I represent Master Yuan Xingzi, here to confirm some of the master’s inheritance for you."

Bai Yeqing said.

"Inheritance? Did Master Yuan Xingzi..."

Su Yue was taken aback.

"The master was advanced in age and has recently transcended!

"You fulfilled the master’s wish before transcending, so you qualify for the inheritance."

A flash of sadness appeared in Bai Yeqing’s eyes.

"Qualification? Blowing up Jing Niao City?"

Su Yue frowned.

Unexpectedly, the Daoist martial artists have so many little schemes, teaching him combat techniques and requiring him to blow up Jing Niao City to receive the inheritance.

But receiving an inheritance from Yuan Xingzi was truly a surprise.

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