Supreme Martial God Technique

"Those of the Celestial Race who feel they are old and frail, step forward!"

"This time, we are not doing it for others, only for ourselves, only for the descendants of our Celestial Race, who will never be like us again, hiding underground and living in darkness for the rest of their lives!"

"If we don't dare to stand up for ourselves, then who will stand up for our own children and grandchildren?"

"Our death may not make the plan succeed, but at least there is hope. For this hope, we are worth dying!"

The elder continued.

Impassioned, willing to die, domineering and decisive.

It seemed that he was truly ready to sacrifice his life for his family.

And his words were also full of incitement.

One after another, many elderly members of the Celestial Clan stood up.

Some young people also tried to step forward, but were pulled back by the elders and scolded them, "If we are not dead, it will not be your turn to step forward!"

In total, hundreds of people.

They stood together without any complaints, just waiting for the order.

"I'll take you there!"

Xiong Tie choked up a little. He knew that after these people left, they would probably be completely separated from each other forever, and they would not be able to come back.

Therefore, he still wanted to go there himself, wondering if he could find a way out on that dead end road.

"Clan leader, the Celestial Clan still needs you. Go to death, that's enough for us!"

In unison, without any need for rehearsal or instructions, they all said the same sentence without hesitation.

Xiong Tie's throat throbbed a few times.

He had a lot to say, but when he reached his lips, he swallowed them all.

He did not continue to worry about whether he should go or not.

Because he actually understood that if he died, the Celestial Race might also be dispersed.

"To the southwest, at Broken Soul Mountain, you go there to expose yourselves and attract all the attention of the Demonic Dragon Clan. After the plan is successful, send me a message!"

"As for the Dao-Destroying Space, leave it to us, and leave the future of the Celestial Race to us!"

After a while, Xiong Tie gritted his teeth and said loudly.

"Yes, patriarch, we will set off immediately!"

The hundreds of elders from the Celestial Race nodded in response. Without further ado, they were ready to set off immediately.

"etc!"

Xiong Tie suddenly stopped them.

"Try your best to come back alive!"

After a long while, Xiong Tie said such a sentence.

But this time, Xiong Tie didn't get a response.

All that was left was the fearless farewell smiles of hundreds of people.

They left, leaving the Celestial Race.

The remaining people are still waiting for Xiong Tie's next plan.

Xiong Tie looked at the people left behind, put aside the hurt in his heart after leaving just now, and continued firmly.

"People, you are the hope of the Celestial Race. From now on, everything depends on you!"

"Stay at the headquarters for the time being. When the news comes that the Duanhun Mountain has successfully attracted the attention of the Demonic Dragon Clan, I will take Wu Yun and the others to the Dao-Destroying Space alone. After they enter, I will return to the headquarters."

"You guys, hold on tight. We'll wait until Wu Yun and the others come out of the Dao-Destroying Space!"

"Wu Yun, this time, all my bets are on you, it's up to you!"

Finally, Xiong Tie said to Wu Yun extremely solemnly.

"Don't worry, this time, I can tell you, I'm 100% sure, there will only be success, not failure!"

Wu Yun answered firmly.

Xiong Tie smiled and felt more comfortable.

But he actually knew that Wu Yun only said this deliberately to give him hope.

Where do you get 100% certainty?

There is only success, no failure, it's just that they can't afford to fail.

wait!

Next, there is a long waiting process.

Waiting for news from Duanhun Mountain.

It would take about two hours to get those hundreds of people there, because they had to move separately, otherwise they were so densely packed that they would be easily exposed.

Before arriving at Broken Soul Mountain, they could not leak any breath and could only rely on their physical strength to travel.

Once he exposed himself on the way there, the plan failed again.

Therefore, two hours is already the most conservative estimate.

Two hours have passed at the Celestial Clan headquarters.

There was still no spiritual message coming from the Broken Soul Mountain.

Everyone started to get anxious, but they were still able to hold on.

Three hours have passed!

Everyone began to feel uneasy!

Xiong Tie was also uneasy, worried that the operation would fail. In that case, they would not only fall into endless passivity again, but also lose hundreds of people for no reason.

However, Xiong Tie is the clan leader after all, and he cannot show his emotions.

"Don't worry, everyone, just wait, it'll be fine."

Xiong Tie comforted everyone.

Soon, three and a half hours passed.

Still no news came.

Everyone became more uneasy, and emotions of panic and despair spread among the crowd.

Even Xiong Tie was already restless and thinking wildly.

Wu Yun looked at this form and felt that something was not right.

If no news comes over there, even Xiong Tie's mentality may collapse.

Looking at the state of everyone in the Celestial Race, Wu Yun and the Nightmare Monster looked at each other. They both felt that something must be done, otherwise, once the will of the Celestial Race collapsed, the consequences would be disastrous.

But at this moment, Xiong Tie's eyes suddenly lit up.

Grabbing it out of thin air, a spiritual thought appeared in his hand, and he quickly opened the spiritual thought.

The people of the Celestial Race also looked over, staring at Xiong Tie with burning eyes, waiting for Xiong Tie to tell them what the spiritual message contained.

Was it news from Broken Soul Mountain?