Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 1682: Chapter 1720: No Hope at All

Young Master Xiang, Yun Wanxiao, and the wilderness hunters represented by Liubian Huang all soared into the sky.

Young Master Xiang, with one hand behind his back and the other on his sword hilt, gazed imperiously:

"I, have waited for you all for a long time!"

Yun Wanxiao’s face was gloomy: "How many Ancient Giants have come after all? This barbaric aura is simply too thick!"

The expressions on the faces of Liubian Huang, Jiang Yitian, and the numerous strong fighters were as ugly as they could be.

It seemed like they could return safely as the time approached.

Yet the Ancient Giants came to kill!

"Indeed, such a perilous battlefield brought by the Forbidden Land of the Black River, could it end so easily?"

"Unexpectedly, we might all be dragged to ’death’ in Central Earth!"

"Don’t lose hope yet, let’s see how many enemies are there first!"

Thud thud!

Thud thud thud!

The ground, turned into wasteland, began to shake.

Countless iron hooves trampled the land of Hunyuan State, marching towards this place in great grandeur.

At the ends of the sky, dust like dragons, mountains collapsed under the impact of indescribable creatures.

The dull sounds of weapons clashing followed one after another.

This is something other ancient giant armies do not have!

Everyone held their breath and watched.

They saw an army of about eighty Giant Kings, like moving mountains, coming here.

They were no longer ordinary golden Giant Kings.

But were dressed in bronze-colored ancient armor, covering them tightly, exposing only the huge vertical eyes and mouths.

All of them wielded highly destructive golden wolf fang clubs.

Leading them were two thirty-foot-tall Five-star Giant Kings walking side by side.

"The Fifth Army of the Central Tribe, arrives at the battlefield! Please, order us, my Emperor!"

Immediately after.

Another batch of fully armed troops arrived with a mighty aura.

"The Fourth Army of the Central Tribe, arrives at the battlefield! Please, order us, my Emperor!"

"The Third Army of the Central Tribe, arrives at the battlefield! Please, order us, my Emperor!"

"The Second Army of the Central Tribe..."

"The First Army of the Central Tribe..."

The five grand armies of Giant Kings gathered at the battlefield, like an endless mountain range, breaking the boundary between heaven and earth.

Jiang Fan’s eyes were heavy: "Ten Five-star Giant Kings, four hundred ordinary Giant Kings, all clad in bronze armor?"

Princess Zi Jiang lied.

To deal with the army of Heavenly State, wasn’t it more than twice as difficult compared to dealing with ordinary Great State armies?

Just in terms of numbers, it’s more than doubled.

Not to mention the bronze armor that has never appeared before!

Liubian Huang’s pupils constricted: "What’s going on with your Southern Heavenly Realm’s Giant Kings? Why do they have armor?"

Yun Wanxiao was also shocked: "This is the Senluo Armor that only the Asura Clan can forge, which can block attacks of the same realm!"

"Central Earth is doomed! Completely doomed!"

"We will all be dragged ’to death’ in the battlefield of Central Earth!"

Jiang Fan recalled that he once saw many corpses of the Angel Clan in the Stone Cone Space of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple.

They were all wearing armor.

The armor worn by the current Giant Kings was somewhat similar to that of the Angel Clan.

Only, the Giant Kings’ armor was even larger.

Jiang Fan looked at Red Sleeves not far away, the latter also had a look of surprise, a hint of frost hanging on her face:

"This group of Dark Shura Clan aiding the tyrant!"

"Aren’t they afraid of being accounted for later?"

Dark Shura Clan?

Jiang Fan’s gaze narrowed, looking around.

Only to realize that since the experts from various realms came to Central Earth, the sibling pair of the Dark Shura Clan have never shown up, let alone fought against the giants.

He showed a murderous intent, but had no time to trouble them.

"Is the Senluo Armor really that powerful?" Jiang Fan asked.

Red Sleeves nodded: "This is still due to the extreme scarcity of Yin Qi in the Heavenly Realm, if the armor is filled with Yin Qi, its defense would leap to another level."

Jiang Fan’s face was calm.

He took True Word Venerable’s hand.

True Word Venerable felt the meaning Jiang Fan conveyed.

He couldn’t wait for the war to end, and couldn’t marry her.

"No chance of winning? We’ve survived so many difficult battles."

Jiang Fan shook his head: "No hope."

"Four hundred Giant Kings, all clad in armor."

"We have no hope of victory."

True Word Venerable looked at the Otherworld experts and said: "Aren’t they here to help?"

Jiang Fan’s eyes darkened: "If there is a chance of winning, they will fight with all their might."

"In a battle with no chance, they will preserve their own strength, stay away from the battlefield, and wait for an opportunity to escape Central Earth."

As if to confirm his words.

Many Otherworld experts, after weighing the pros and cons, successively retreated, fleeing to the fringes of the battlefield.

This battle was unwinnable.

It was destined that they would not return to the Ancient Wilderness Hunting Ground.

Given this, what point is there in risking one’s life to help the Ancient Giants kill?

It’s wiser to stay alive and find a chance to escape Central Earth.

One by one, two by two, three by three.

Before long, more than half of the Otherworld experts had fled.

Liubian Huang glared venomously at Jiang Fan, also decisively retreated.

Yun Wanxiao, even more so, prioritized self-preservation and retreated without a word.

Finally, only a few scattered Otherworld experts remained.

Young Master Xiang, calm and collected, slowly drew out his chilling emperor’s longsword:

"Retreating from the formidable is not my way!"

Jiang Yitian wanted to leave but sneered at those damned Ancient Dark Creatures, saying:

"I’ll leave only after I’ve used up the poison on me!"

Seeing this scene, the Central Earth Army was disheartened.

True Word Venerable’s lips trembled slightly.

It seemed, Central Earth really had no hope left.

Feeling the firm hand gripping hers, she hesitated for a moment, then interlocked fingers, gripping back.

She gave Jiang Fan a reassuring look askance:

"I will stay with you till the end."

Jiang Fan’s eyes showed sadness.

He had just promised to marry her after the war, a promise that could not be fulfilled.

He looked back and said: "Alright, stay close to me later!"

Then, Jiang Fan looked around and shouted: "White Tiger!"

The trembling White Tiger from afar ran over, its eyes filled with unease.

Jiang Fan apologized: "Sorry for dragging you into this."

"Your soul is returned to you, find your own way out."

He took out a wisp of White Tiger’s soul and returned it.

Keeping White Tiger by his side couldn’t change the situation, better to let it go.

White Tiger was slightly stunned, didn’t expect Jiang Fan would release it.

Hesitating for a moment, it caught that wisp of soul with its forehead.

With the soul entering its body, it regained freedom, but it didn’t leave.

Instead, it extended its paw to draw a coffin symbol on the ground, with a small figure inside.

Jiang Fan identified it and said: "You want to stay behind to handle my remains?"

White Tiger nodded its large head.

Jiang Fan laughed: "Hahaha..."

He laughed so hard his shoulders shook, his voice ringing long, echoing across the battlefield like sunshine piercing through dark clouds:

"Since someone is there to take care of my remains, this battle! What is there to fear?"

He held True Word Venerable’s hand, leaping onto White Tiger’s forehead.

Overlooking the vast army of Ancient Giants like mountains, he laughed aloud:

"Central Earth’s Jiang Fan is here!"

"Come at me!!"