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Tears streamed down Man Wu Tian's face as he pleaded, "You must stand up for us, the people of the Barbarians."
"Oh?" Man Zhan Kuang raised an eyebrow and spoke. "Who is so audacious as to bully my Barbarian people?"
"It is that Ye Xingchen," Man Wu Tian gritted his teeth, enunciating each word clearly. "During your absence, the Ye Family Ancestor and the Wang clan have relentlessly hunted down my Barbarian people, even using the power of the Fate Sacred Body to cruelly murder our Man Mountain Ancestor."
As Man Zhan Kuang closed his eyes, a playful boy's figure faintly appeared in his mind. He remembered how he had nurtured him from infancy into a warrior capable of wielding a sword. He recalled the boy's words when he was gravely ill, holding his hand and wishing for him to recover quickly. Most vividly, he remembered the boy's spirited glance back at him before heading off to guard the borders.
Snapping back to reality, with red eyes and gritted teeth, Man Zhan Kuang demanded, "Who did this?"
"It was that Ye Family Ancestor, Ye Xingchen. He is right here," Man Wu Tian began to elaborate but was interrupted by a cold snort from Man Zhan Kuang.
"Is he not right here?" He glared at Ye Xingchen in the crowd, an overwhelming pressure descending upon him that rendered Ye Xingchen and his companions immobile.
Slowly extending a finger, Man Zhan Kuang seethed with rage, "Divine Thunder of Annihilation!"
In an instant, arcs of electricity shot from his fingertip towards Ye Xingchen and his group. Just at that critical moment, Ying Ziyi inexplicably broke free from her restraints and stood in front of them.
In the final moment before being struck by the divine power, Ying Ziyi glanced back at Ye Tian for one last time. She wore a smile.
The next second, lightning erupted against the fragile frame of the girl, instantly sending her flying several meters away before crashing heavily to the ground.
Ye Tian rushed forward, gripping Ying Ziyi's hand tightly. It seemed futile; her body was growing colder by the second.
"Ziyi, don’t scare me," Ye Tian cried, tears streaming down his face, each drop falling onto Ying Ziyi's cheeks.
"Will we still adventure together like we used to? You promised you would always be by my side."
Ye Tian's breath became erratic, his eyes turning crimson as he drew his long sword and charged towards Man Zhan Kuang.
"Overestimating yourself," Man Zhan Kuang sneered.
With a roar of "Divine Thunder of Annihilation," a violent arc of electricity surged forth again, striking at Ye Tian with unparalleled force.
Just as everyone thought Ye Tian was about to meet his end, a miracle occurred. A drop of blood trickled from the corner of Ye Tian's eye as he swung his sword, the scent of blood mingling with the air, clashing against the thunder.
Under the might of the thunder, Ye Tian’s sword shattered instantly but then reformed in an explosion of love into a blood-red sword, surging with the overwhelming power of an Emperor Weapon.
The divine sword Gan Jiang Mo Xie descended upon them. This was a transformation brought about by an intense emotional wave that moved the heavens, altering the very essence of the weapon in his hand.
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