Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 1042 - 649: Ten Thousand Dragon Skyfall

Chapter 1042: Chapter 649: Ten Thousand Dragon Skyfall

At the moment when the figure appeared, irregular golden patterns began to spread across the sky dome with it as the center, layer upon layer. The few clouds lingering above the sky dissipated swiftly as if blown away.

Upon closer inspection, the patterns were covered in pieces of scale armor, resembling countless vividly lifelike dragons soaring across the skies. The once-imposing City Defense Canopy over the Prefecture City now appeared as fragile as fine rice paper.

Gazing upon such a celestial phenomenon, most of the soldiers within the city could only stand dumbfounded.

Too many upheavals had taken place on this day, so much so that it had already exceeded the limits of what they could accept.

The high-ranking members of the Loyalist Faction and Neutral Faction struggled to maintain order within the ranks, but military morale continued to dissipate bit by bit.

The moment Xu Yuan saw Emperor Bai appear, he immediately understood the intent behind the sect’s actions and deduced the current situation within the city.

No matter how monstrous Emperor Bai’s abilities, it was impossible for him to break through the City Defense Formation in a single strike. What he sought to shatter at this moment wasn’t the formation—but the morale of the forces within the city!

Due to cultivation limitations, every soldier recruited into Dayan’s armies had undergone rigorous selection. The vast majority had already long prepared themselves to face death from the moment they joined the military.

The Zhenxi Army was, of course, no exception.

However, while the soldiers were unafraid of death, that did not mean they wouldn’t panic in the face of utter despair, nor did it mean they would foolishly throw their lives away.

These soldiers were unflinching when charged with battling Demonic Beasts many times their own size, even by several magnitudes—but in this situation, they didn’t even know where or whom to point their blades at.

The Saint above them?

Don’t be ridiculous.

The formation that erupted at dawn, the infighting and power struggles among the high-ranking officials witnessed that morning on the drill ground, the ongoing uncertainty surrounding the Qilin Wolf and the Great Desert Goddess, followed by the sudden rebellion of grassroots officers who stormed the city—one wave after another, with no end in sight. Now, faced with the suppressive might of a Saint before their eyes, an oppressive, suffocating despair began to spread throughout the city.

Worse yet, even Xu Yuan felt a sliver of that oppressive despair seep into his heart.

The Confucian Scholar of the Wen Surname had linked one step of his plots with another in Zhenxi Prefecture City. Even though Xu Yuan had resolved every one thus far, he had no time to deal with the lingering repercussions.

As these unresolved consequences accumulated, the moment of Emperor Bai’s appearance pushed the city’s military morale past its threshold, bringing it to the verge of total collapse.

The soldiers didn’t understand the relative strength of Saints—they only knew that the Saint hovering above the sky wasn’t alone. Opposing him were five others.

If those esteemed figures were to gather upon the skies of Zhenxi...

"Third Young Master, the morale in the city is falling apart. What do we do?"

Sizi Jing arrived by Xu Yuan’s side, having also realized that they’d reached a life-or-death crossroads.

The Saint on the opposing side had already appeared; escape was no longer an option. Even for Sizi Jing, fleeing from the encirclement of six Saints was utterly impossible.

Which meant that the only choice left to them was to press on and fight to the bitter end.

And just as Sizi Jing arrived, a voice transmission from Huang Shiwei brought Xu Yuan the first good news he’d heard all day:

"Third Young Master, all traitors have been dealt with, but most of the City Defense Heavy Equipment requires reloading and recharging. However, seventeen Array Pattern Ballistae are operational and have locked onto the Saint above."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan didn’t hesitate in the slightest and waved toward the direction of the city walls.

In an instant, seventeen beams of white light shot into the sky, launching straight toward the figure gathering power atop the sky dome!

Emperor Bai, standing within the void, glanced at the approaching streaks of light, his dragon-like eyes narrowing slightly in disdain.

The creations of the Human Race’s wars have already evolved to this extent?

He could distinctly sense the perilous aura emanating from the enormous bolts. A mere few centuries ago, such war machines could only threaten those in the Origin Realm. Now, they could actually pose a danger even to Saints.

It seemed that once he returned to the Ancient Abyss after this expedition, reforms would no longer be something he could delay further.

As he watched the arrows approach, Emperor Bai’s thoughts grew heavy; he prepared to shift and dodge.

But just then,

a crisp female voice reached his ears:

"Lord Emperor Bai, I request that you face these seventeen Array Pattern Bolts head-on and shatter the army’s morale below."

Emperor Bai’s dragon-like eyes swept over the abyssal depths of Qianji Gorge below but showed no sign of acknowledging the voice transmission.

He understood clearly that his presence here was intended to crush the morale of the city below. Likewise, he knew that if he were to block these giant bolts in full view of countless eyes, it would deliver a decisive blow to the faltering morale below.

But why should he comply?

Moments ago, he’d already assessed that these bolts were capable of piercing Spellcraft. Directly confronting so many Array Pattern Bolts, even with his body’s immense durability, would still result in injuries.

In the current situation, Emperor Bai certainly wasn’t foolish enough to weaken his own strength on account of orders from members of the Human Race.

Thus, he casually ceased his internal power buildup and nonchalantly sidestepped, avoiding all seventeen streaks of white light.

Upon witnessing this, Xu Yuan did not react with despair but joy instead, his fist tightening slightly beneath the folds of his sleeve.

This proved that the City Defense Heavy Equipment could injure Emperor Bai. If it could wound such a monstrous being, it surely must be effective against the other five Saints as well.

More importantly, it confirmed that the Saints arriving sought to preserve their own strength.

If his assumptions were correct...

Emperor Bai, the Qin Family, the Jiantian Pavilion Master, and the eccentric Mu Xingyi clan would all be wary of one another.

As these thoughts swirled in his mind, Sizi Jing whispered a reminder:

"Third Young Master, the Saint’s attack is about to descend!"

"I know."

Responding calmly, Xu Yuan glanced toward the direction of the Government Office, only to see a massive White Wolf, nearly a zhang tall, already bounding close.

The Qilin Wolf had arrived.