I have an endless army of warriors, rampaging across the heavens.

Chapter 120 All blessed lands vanished, and a rain of people fell from the sky, among them my parents! [Major Revision!]

"Introduce extraordinary individuals!"

"This move is undoubtedly like drinking poison to quench thirst, and will bring endless harm!"

Zuo Jing shook his head.

He knew in truth that under the suicide attacks of the elite warriors, Yan Ting had no chance at all.

Either they all die.

Either surrender.

But how could those powerful and influential people in Yanting accept this?
They know best what the underground world is like, and they are very clear about how ruthless the underground world will be in dealing with corrupt officials.

Not to mention whether the underground society will forgive and forget after the surrender.

The fact that the underground society has taken over and will no longer allow them to embezzle, break the law, or disregard human life, and will no longer allow them to enjoy special privileges, is already worse than killing them.

now that--

"If we do not release Yiren, Shengjing will surely fall and the Yan court will surely perish."

"Release the superhumans; at least it's just a slow death."

The two powers harm each other, whichever is less.

In fact, Yan Ting had no other choice.

As for inviting a wolf into the house, as for the saying "it's easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away,"...

reason.

They all understand.

But they still had to do it.

"After me, let the deluge."

Zuo Jing sneered, speaking the minds of those people.

……

Shengjing.

Meishan.

Zuo Jing possessed a bodyguard and hid at the foot of Meishan Mountain.

He looked up—

"So many extraordinary people!"

One after another, extraordinary beings emerged from the blessed land and the passage, rising into the sky and gently falling back down, just like the Yan people entering the blessed land.

"One, two, three, four, five."

"Six, seven, eight, nine, ten."

Zuo Jing counted them, and soon he couldn't count them anymore: "He sprayed at least several thousand superhumans!"

That's too much!

Zuo Jing had previously learned some about the blessed land of Meishan in Shengjing from Murong Qizhen.

That blessed land was called 'Heavenly Gate Realm', and it was extremely vast and powerful.

Strange people are everywhere.

Even a master is no match for a dog.

Yan Ting secretly recruited eighteen extraordinary individuals to serve him in the Meishan Blessed Land, a place known as the 'Heavenly Gate Realm'.

These extraordinary individuals, such as the two unknown ones that Zuo Jing killed outside Xiayang City, were all cultivated from their infancy. They rose to prominence when they were still insignificant and had some emotional attachment to them. Being rootless and adrift, they were easier to control.

Yan Ting sought stability.

In ten years, they only managed to recruit and train eighteen extraordinary individuals.

This time, they've gone all out, probably because they've hooked up with some supernatural force in the blessed land, and sent several thousand supernatural beings, overwhelming and terrifying.

"Don't say it."

"With thousands of extraordinary individuals stationed in Shengjing City, I doubt my elite guards can cause much trouble."

Zuo Jing currently only has three thousand elite warriors in Shengjing, and that's at full strength. In fact, after deducting the more than one thousand who died and are still waiting to be resurrected, Zuo Jing only has a little over one thousand elite warriors in Shengjing.

More than one thousand.

Whether they gather in one place or break into smaller groups, a mere seven or eight extraordinary individuals can easily resolve the issue.

"This battle will not be easy!"

……

however.

There was absolutely no chance for Sakyo to fight the aliens.

Zuo Jing, possessed by a death warrior, was watching as more and more strange people appeared in Shengjing City and was figuring out how to fight them.

At this time-

"Ok?"

"what happened?"

In Zuo Jing's mind, the broken jade suddenly flashed, and three thousand points of light flickered and changed in an instant.

what happened?
Zuo Jing quickly checked and then discovered—

"The three thousand assassins I placed in the blessed land were all thrown out!"

Zuo Jing was shocked.

What is going on here?

He quickly leaned over to the assassins guarding the entrance and exit of the blessed land in the mortal world. When he looked up, he found that the sky was filled with flying assassins, all of whom were spraying out of the blessed land.

Ah this?

Forget about the strange creatures that sprayed out of Shengjing.

Why did his assassins suddenly burst out of the blessed land? "I didn't let them out!"

Zuo Jing was shocked.

Then something even more shocking happened.

After these assassins were sprayed out—

"The passageways! They're all gone!"

Zuo Jing discovered that all the entrances to the blessed lands had disappeared, as if blessed lands had never existed in this world.

"real or fake?"

"This, this, this!"

Sakyo was stunned.

He quickly possessed other assassins in various places, not only at the entrance to the blessed land he occupied, but also in other mountains, cities, prefectures, counties, mountains and rivers. Zuo Jing rapidly traversed the entire Great Yan and even beyond to a wider area by possessing assassins.

Then they discovered that a rain of people was falling from the sky, with far too many people being sprayed into the air and then gently falling back down.

A few people, or a few dozen people.

The number ranges from hundreds to thousands or even tens of thousands.

The blessed land has existed for ten years, and countless forces have sent countless people to it. Now, however, these people are being ejected from the blessed land all at once, or more accurately, rejected.

After rejection.

The entrance disappeared.

The blessed land is nowhere to be found.

"This is so sudden!"

Is it a natural change, or is it caused by something else?
Zuo Jing was shocked and confused.

At the same time, another joy suddenly came—

"Since all the Yan people in this blessed land, including my assassins, have been expelled, what about my parents?"

Think about this.

Zuo Jing quickly switched to Turtleback Peak, the entrance to the Blessed Land of Yellow Sands, and swiftly ordered all the assassins hidden around the mountain: "Find all the Yan people who have been expelled. Remember! Everyone!"

Now, three years have passed since his parents disappeared, and Zuo Jing is unsure whether they would still be the same if they were alive.

Therefore, descriptions of physical features may not be accurate and may include omissions.

It's better not to miss anyone. As long as we find everyone, there won't be any mix-ups or missed opportunities.

Let's start searching!
……

The Zuo Changshan couple are mining day after day.

Three years ago, in the eighth year of the Daye era, the couple went to Lei Family Mine to mine. After mining for a whole year, they were sent to the Yellow Sand Blessed Land as slaves and incorporated into an exploration team to explore the vast desert.

A narrow escape from death.

They didn't know how many days they had been traveling when they were suddenly kidnapped by a group of sand people and taken to an underground oasis, where they began their dark and endless mining life again.

This digging took another two years.

This day.

The elderly couple were mining as usual when suddenly they felt dizzy and disoriented. When they opened their eyes, they found themselves floating in mid-air.

My feet are stepping on cotton.

It's like a dream.

The sun shone brightly, and a hot summer breeze caressed my face.

here it is!
here it is!
Is this heaven?!
……

father!
mother!
When Zuo Jing possessed the assassin and saw his parents, he almost burst into tears!
It's been three years!
Three whole years!

In the three years since his parents passed away, he has missed them every single day.

Whenever he felt there was no hope, he would grit his teeth and refuse to believe it, and continue searching. For this reason, he even deployed two thousand assassins to the blessed land of Huangsha year-round.

If it dies, just replace it.

Maintain at 2,000.

The assassins kept searching for a tiny, extremely slim hope: that their parents were still alive and waiting for them to be rescued.

but.

The harder you try, the more heartbroken you become.

The more they searched, the more desperate they became.

That blessed land of yellow sand was filled with endless yellow sand, and even assassins who entered it faced a perilous fate. Zuo Jing lost at least two thousand assassins in the blessed land of yellow sand, yet he was never able to break through.

Zuo Jing was almost in despair.

I have no hope.

But unexpectedly—

The mountains and rivers seemed to block the way.

Another village has a bright future!
Father and Mother!

They emerged so fresh and clean, together with the two thousand assassins Zuo Jing had arranged in the Blessed Land of Yellow Sand, and the hundreds of Yan people who had survived in the Blessed Land of Yellow Sand, they were expelled and sprayed out.

Subsequently.

They were quickly found by the assassins and Zuo Jing.

The tadpole is looking for its mother!

Finally, a perfect ending has arrived!

……

(End of this chapter)