3070: C3070 The Death of the True Ancestor

C3070 The Death of the True Ancestor

The North Martial Great Sovereign limped towards Feng Yixiu with blood-stained gauze all over his body.

Behind him, there were many civil and military officials who wanted to rush forward to support him, but they were all flung away by him.

Feng Yixiu did not know what the North Martial Great Emperor was going to do, so he asked with a puzzled face, "North Martial, what are you going to do now?"

He saw North Martial Great Emperor look up at Feng Yixiu, and then knelt down without any warning.

All of the officials rushed forward in panic and tried to help the North Martial Emperor up.

"Your Majesty, you have the body of a supreme being and the face of a country. How can you kneel in front of everyone?"

"Get lost!"

The North Martial Emperor roared furiously, forcing all of the officials around him to retreat.

The officials did not dare to disobey the North Martial Emperor, and they tactfully retreated.

"Monarch Feng, thank you for coming all the way to Northern Yuan Empire to help us! My life is yours from now on!" The North Martial Emperor lowered his head and said seriously.

After going through the gates of hell, he had seen many things clearly. Now, he understood how stupid he had been.

"It's useless for me to take your life. Don't say such words again in the future..."

Feng Yixiu shook his head with a smile, then bent down. He helped Great Sovereign Beiwu up with his own hands and said softly, "I came to Northern Yuan Empire today to save you. I just can't bear to see the people of Northern Yuan Empire being plunged into misery and suffering. Saving you is just a convenient way. Even if it was an ordinary person, I would still save him. Don't misunderstand! "

Hearing this, the North Martial Emperor's face became even redder, and he wished he could find a hole to hide in.

As an elder emperor, his heart was completely inferior to a young man in his twenties. It was truly shameful.

"The North Martial Emperor's injuries have yet to fully recover, so it's not suitable for him to walk around. Hurry up and help him back!" Feng Yixiu waved at the officials and said softly.

"Wait!"

The North Martial Emperor refused to leave. He hesitated for a long time but still did not say anything.

He wanted to establish a strategic alliance with the Asura Empire, and immediately start building military teleportation formations.

This battle also made him completely understand that if it wasn't for the Asura Empire's help, Northern Yuan Empire would have been reduced to ruins sooner or later.

"Do you have anything else?" Feng Yixiu took the initiative to ask.

"I know this request is unreasonable, but for the safety of the millions of people in Northern Yuan Empire... I still have to say it." Great Emperor Beiwu's eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice, "I hope you can agree to let Northern Yuan Empire join the strategic alliance. From now on, I, Beiwu, will follow your lead!"

"What do I think!? Actually, I had thought of it a long time ago, but you just didn't agree to it..." Feng Yixiu smiled and said faintly.

"I was confused at that time. Please don't make a fuss about it with me, Monarch Feng." Great Sovereign Beiwu tried his best to lower his stance and said in a deep voice.

"Since you don't have any objections, I'll do as you say." Feng Yixiu saw the sincerity in the North Martial Great Sovereign's tone and naturally didn't make things difficult for him. He said in a low voice, "At this moment of life and death, we humans should abandon our past grudges. We should work together!"

"I admire your benevolence, Monarch Feng!"

The North Martial Monarch was also overjoyed, but then he became shy again, as if he had something he couldn't ask for.

Feng Yixiu saw through the North Martial Great Emperor's thoughts at first glance, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, we won't leave the Northern Yuan Empire before the military transportation formation is completed."

"That's great, today the North Martial Great Emperor has won the war. I have ordered the entire country to celebrate for three days. I have also ordered the celebration wine in the North Origin Palace. Please don't refuse it, Monarch Feng! " The Northern Martial Great Emperor's eyes shone with starlight as he looked at Feng Yixiu with a hopeful expression.

"Alright, alright, alright... Since Brother North Martial is so interested, I naturally can't disappoint you!" Feng Yixiu smiled and nodded his head as he said faintly.

"Hahaha... Monarch Feng is indeed a straightforward man. Tonight, he will definitely get drunk!" Great Sovereign Beiwu was laughing very happily. He put his arm on Feng Yixiu's shoulder and walked towards the main gate of Northern Yuan Empire.1

"Third brother is really generous. If it were me, I would beat up Beiwu to vent my anger..." Han Xiao followed behind the big group from afar and muttered in a low voice.

"He only has half of his life left, how could he withstand two punches from you? It's a troubled period now, it's better to avoid unnecessary trouble." Dongfang Xiamo rolled her eyes at Han Xiao and reminded him in a low voice.

"I was just casually talking about it. It is not like I really want to beat him up..." Han Xiao scratched his head and laughed.

In just a few minutes, the outer perimeter of the Northern Yuan Empire, which had been very lively a moment ago, had become very quiet.

Only the craftsmen who were repairing the cracks of the city gate were still busy, and the broken gate was quickly repaired.

This was the first time Feng Yixiu had come to the Northern Yuan Empire. As soon as he entered, he could feel the enthusiasm of the people of the Northern Yuan Empire, and they kept calling him like a tsunami.

The news that Feng Yixiu had rushed to the Northern Yuan Empire from thousands of miles away had already spread across the streets and alleys. His reputation in the Northern Yuan Empire had probably surpassed the Great Northern Martial Emperor.

The group entered the magnificent Northern Yuan Palace under the warm welcome ceremony, and all kinds of fine wine and delicious food were continuously delivered to them.

Feng Yixiu did not like such a noisy environment, but he could not resist the warm hospitality. In just three days, the relationship between him and the Beiwu Emperor eased up a lot.

However, on the third day, Hu Jiu'er hurriedly pulled Feng Yixiu to a quiet place.

"Jiu'er, what happened? Why are you so flustered?" Feng Yixiu asked with some doubt.

"The true ancestor of the Blood Race is dead..." Hu Jiu'er said seriously.

"Dead?"

The drunk Feng Yixiu immediately woke up and asked, "How did you know?"

Hu Jiu'er did not explain further. A golden light was emitted from between her eyebrows and a piece of Fortune Divine Jade floated out.

On the God Attainment Ceremony, Hu Jiu'er and Louise had completed the binding of the Fortune Divine Jade. Once one side died, the other side's Fortune Divine Jade would be completed.

"This matter is too strange. I keep feeling that something is not right and that's why I wanted to discuss with you in a hurry." Hu Jiu'er patiently explained.

"There must be a reason why things are so unpredictable..."

Feng Yixiu stroked his chin and fell into deep thought. After a long time, he said, "Even if the Blood Clan's True Ancestor is seriously injured, it is not easy to kill him. I can only think of one person!"

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