I am a living immortal.

Chapter 539 Will

And never give up.

The number of casualties in the city of Si Shui is increasing, and the battle between the behemoth and the elders has entered a white-hot stage. One of the elders has already died, and the oldest one is not feeling well either.

The blood in his hand had dyed the blade red. Although there didn't seem to be many scars on the outside, the inside was already riddled with holes, and his internal organs were displaced. It had already been shattered by the huge force. It was not an exaggeration to describe it as a mass of paste.

Several of his ribs were broken. If it weren't for his strong physique and the fact that he was still alive, anyone else would have been dead.

On the other hand, the behemoth's minor injuries were nothing compared to its huge body. It was a complete crushing defeat.

Meanwhile, the young man in Sishui City was fighting against Cang.

The young man's arms were already badly broken. Although the constant use of seal characters did not cause much harm to him, the accumulation of them still caused him serious injuries. More importantly, the number of seal characters he had used up was almost the limit.

On the other hand, Cang became more and more at ease.

The decline is beginning to show, and the balance of victory has already tilted.

Fatigue, casualties, and pressure were like huge mountains pressing down on everyone's hearts. They didn't bend their spines, but they broke them directly. Too much rigidity can easily lead to breakage, and all this seemed to have been predetermined.

The rich smell of blood made it hard to breathe. Lin Yang had lost count of how many demon beasts he had slain. He should have been exhausted long ago, but he wasn't. His spirit remained unwavering. As long as he was able to move, his blade would continue to strike. His vision was already hazy, and he couldn't see the road ahead clearly.

Relying on the muscle memory developed from thousands of swings and his unparalleled intuition, he was already in a semi-comatose state at this moment.

After all, he had been fighting all day without stopping, and might continue to fight for several days until his life was extinguished, and his body would still carry out the will before his spirit disappeared.

Until death or victory...

In a desperate situation, they climbed the mountain. In fact, if it weren't for Cang controlling these monsters, they would have retreated long ago. After all, compared to the human race, these monsters also suffered countless casualties.

From the outset, this battle was one in which only one side could survive.

When the young man who used seal characters was completely exhausted and his arms hung limply on the chair, Cang almost subconsciously let out a breath. Even he, even though he was at ease, had to admit that the young man who was playing chess with him was an extraordinary person.

Thinking of this, he felt a surge of jealousy for no reason.

Human beings are always like this. No matter what kind of environment they face, there will always be a sage who stands out from among millions of people. They give direction to the confused groups and they are the light of hope for their fellow people who are in fear.

Some of these people died on the road, while others led their tribes to the other side of hope. No matter what, there will always be someone who stands up and turns the tide in times of crisis.

This race is obviously very weak...

This feeling of jealousy made Cang show no mercy. The power in his body expanded, expanded, and expanded again. The green demonic energy swept indiscriminately across all the survivors present. The demonic energy swept through, and no matter whether it was the surrounding demonic beasts or the people fighting with the demonic beasts, they were turned into ashes the moment they touched the demonic energy.

The soldiers of Si Shui City did not despair when they saw this, even though they knew it was a drop in the bucket.

But everyone was determined and drew their swords to chop at the evil spirit.

The sword blade shattered, and at this moment the man was swept up by the evil spirit and turned into ashes.

"Stop him!!"

"I come!"

"I!"

Someone shouted, and people from all directions heard it and rushed towards the evil spirit fearlessly, trying to use their bodies to block the expansion of the evil spirit, even for just one second.

One after another, they followed suit, like moths chasing a flame.

This scene made Cang even more angry. He didn't know what he was angry about. Maybe it was because he felt ashamed of himself under this unyielding will, or maybe it was the little bit of regret left from the betrayal of the demon clan. But no matter what it was, these combined together made him very annoyed and frustrated.

Yet, up to this point, Cang still believed the demon race's choice was correct, and that these people weren't foolish enough to sacrifice their lives for a vague will. The young man he'd faced head-on was already unable to hold on, so who else could stop him?

The fact is, there is.

Cang's evil spirit tried to cross the city wall, but was once again blocked by an invisible force.

"This power..." He couldn't find where it came from.

"why?"

It was clearly just an ordinary city wall, so how could it stop his demonic energy? However, no one answered him. The demonic energy continued to grow stronger, trying to find the power to stop it.

When he finally found it, he was speechless for a moment, unable to comprehend what it was. A series of figures, shimmering white, appeared on the city wall. These figures had humanoid forms, and if you looked closely, you could see they had different features. More and more of these figures appeared on the city wall, until there was no room for them.

Hundreds of kilometers of city walls were illuminated one by one. The faces of these people could not be seen clearly, but they were protecting everyone behind the wall. They blocked the malicious intent that tried to kill the city of Surabaya. They wanted to protect this city very, very much.

"What on earth is this..."

Cang murmured unconsciously again.

"This is spirit, this is prayer, this is the blessing of our ancestors, this is the original will of all people." The voice of the Holy Lord slowly sounded in Cang's ears.

Cang turned his head suddenly.

But then the figure continued, "This is a city wall. It's a guard, it's a shelter, it's a peaceful pure land, it's a home that must be protected."

Although the voice was soft, every word was loud and clear, and the golden figure came from afar, like the rising sun, the light of hope illuminated the earth, the giant trees in the sky turned to ashes in the next moment, and the raging beast fell to the earth in pain.

The Holy Lord walked slowly, and many white shadows on the city wall looked at him. The many shadows gathered into a giant, and the giant seemed to smile and stretched out his hand.

The Holy Lord placed his hand on the pure white fingers.

"I'm late."

"It's not too late." A series of overlapping voices rang in my ears, male, female, old, young, hoarse, choked, crisp, and firm, these voices merged into one sentence.

However, the white light exploded, and the wills of those who remained in the human world also exploded. They completed their mission, and then handed it over to future generations.

When the giants disappeared, white figures still remained on the city walls. Although sparse, they seemed whiter and fresher than the previous figures. This was the inheritance of will...