"Even the world is about to perish, and the death of a current orthodox pioneer is not impossible.

What I'm more curious about is...

He should not be alone.

As the founder of current orthodoxy, he has countless disciples in the world, and his era has come to an end.

At this time...

Although his personal strength may not be as good as his peak stage.

But.

The influence caused by his orthodox path...is at its peak, when a hundred flowers are blooming.

There are definitely not a few souls who can take advantage of his great path and step into the path of transcendence.

With the help of these people, regardless of his personal strength, his power alone is extremely terrifying.

In this situation……

Who can cut off his head?"

Feng Bingyao said a possibility without thinking.

"Someone - betrayed him!"

"reason?"

"It's nothing more than power, sex, fame, and wealth. Of course, the world is like this. Maybe there are other reasons that we don't know."

Tie Tang shook his head slightly, not quite agreeing with this point of view. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly tightened.

Boom! Boom!

The city gate at the foot of the sacred tree opened.

But no living beings appeared, and through the scope of the city gate, no one could be seen moving around inside.

Immediately afterwards.

There were also changes on the city wall.

Right next to the huge human head, someone threw a rope, and the end was wrapped around somewhere.

But at the very front of the rope…

But there is a figure hanging!

The rope of unknown material tightly strangled the man's neck, even squeezing out a lot of skin that was originally tender and white but now turned purple.

The slender neck that was once full in one's grasp was now like a candle in the wind, crumbling.

It seems like it will be strangled in the next moment!

This scene.

Tie Tang's eyes were so angry that he was so angry that he clenched his fists into blue and white and immediately took steps forward.

"Calm down! Calm down first!"

Feng Bingyao held on to Tie Tang tightly, preventing him from going to the rescue.

The man who was hung out of the city wall... both of them knew each other.

It was Wu Anhou, Wu Banxian, and the first number one scholar of the Great Shang Dynasty, Yi Xin, who sent out the cry for help!

before coming.

Already aware that this trip would be difficult, Tie Tang was mentally prepared.

But no one expected it.

They would meet in such a cruel and tragic way.

"Could it be..."

"Can't I still save you and prevent that future from happening?"

In an instant.

A scene he foresaw in the Eternal Palace many years ago clearly passed through Tie Tang's mind.

It's like a satirical, lonely funeral song.
Chapter completed!