Starry Sky Railway: No one understands the Amber King better than me.

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Chapter 245 Eight People

The road to the battlefield has been opened.

There were no pre-battle declarations, nor any flag-setting.

Before anyone could speak, Jingliu stomped his boots on the ground, and cracks immediately spread out beneath his feet. His figure transformed into a stream of icy light and rushed forward.

As frost and snow danced in the air, the surging seawater that had split apart on both sides was gradually covered with a thin layer of ice.

In the underwater ruins, the wandering monsters were instantly frozen by solid ice, and then turned into dust under the unrestrained sword light of Mirror Flow.

Seeing this, Ren's laughter was low and deep:

"Hehe, Jingyuan, let's have a competition. Let's see who's the last one after all these years?"

Having said that, he leaped into the air, and with the immense force of the explosion shattering the ground, he transformed into a streak of red light and vanished in a flash.

"Wow, how come they're all running so fast!"

In March, her eyes widened, and she felt a pang of envy.

On the other side, after giving some instructions to Fu Xuan, Jing Yuan strode forward with his head held high.

"Gentlemen, since that's the case, we should keep up."

He laughed heartily, a rare hint of high spirits appearing in his smile.

Golden lightning flashed in an instant, and its figure was already heading towards the depths of the Jianmu Mystic Root.

This scene is reminiscent of the spirited and comrade-in-arms Five Heroes of the past. Looking at it now, it's quite poignant.

After the suppression of the ancient sea seal was lifted, the rugged road before them required neither breaking any seals nor trekking—for true powerhouses, it was as easy as walking on flat ground.

"This...this, Uncle Yang, we can't fly, what should we do?"

March scratched his head.

“Hmm, I need to use gravity to send someone over there,” Walter mused.

“I can also use the power of water manipulation,” Dan Heng said quietly from the side.

The Dragon Lord's power has returned. He can feel the power, which is like a raging sea, and he can also feel the responsibility that this power should bear.

Looking at the three streaks of light of different colors ahead, Dan Heng suddenly felt a stirring rising in his heart—perhaps excitement, or perhaps longing.

"And what about you, big brother?" Xing asked Lin Yuan.

"No need for that, just wait a moment."

Lin Yuan waved his hand and turned to look at Fu Xuan, who was standing in place.

"Little Diviner, since General Jingyuan has made all the arrangements, you should stay here and not move around."

Fu Xuan stared at the other person's hateful smile, feeling a bit awkward about what he had just said.

"Alright." Lin Yuan turned around and waved to the people behind him.

"Gentlemen, get ready—"

"Wait a moment!"

Fu Xuan's voice suddenly rang out from behind.

Lin Yuan turned his head in confusion, only to see the diviner speaking earnestly:

"I just cast a divination for you... and for all of you. The divination is very auspicious, indicating that you will definitely gain something from this trip. You must remember it well."

"Did you divine my fate?"

Lin Yuan gave her a strange look, but still smiled and cupped his hands in a respectful greeting:

"Then I thank the diviner on behalf of everyone."

After saying that, he turned around and walked up to the train crew: "Let's go, take care of yourselves, we're about to depart."

"Let's go, where to?" Xing asked curiously.

Lin Yuan did not answer. His figure slowly floated into the air, and the purple-gold light gradually enveloped everyone. Under the slightly shocked gazes of the group, a powerful force suddenly arose, instantly carrying everyone away in a streak of light.

Fu Xuan raised his hand to shield himself from the sudden gust of wind. When he lowered his hand, there was no one in front of him.

She pondered for a moment, then clasped her hands together and murmured:

May you all have great military success.

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Ahead, the dragon-shaped Jianmu Mystic Roots are clearly visible.

Jingliu took the lead, but her progress was slowed down each time, as ice would always freeze in mid-air to help her continue.

Behind him, Blade, with his formidable physical prowess, continued to traverse the ruins.

Every time it soars into the sky, a dilapidated building below inevitably collapses.

Jing Yuan, who had transformed into a bolt of lightning, fell behind and, seeing this scene, wanted to speak. But then he remembered that this was the territory of the Chiming tribe. The artifacts of the Chiming tribe... well, it was none of his business as a Shence General.

His figure floated freely in the air, not in a hurry to arrive at the Xuan Gen first—because there was still a Dragon Lord behind him to take the lead.

But some people still cling to the idea of ​​being number one.

"Kyoryu, are you in such a hurry to go and die?"

Below, a deep, resonant sound came from the blade, and a blood-red sword light shot into the sky, slashing straight at the Mirror Stream above.

The white-haired woman turned her head slightly, her icy face expressionless.

"What a madman," she said calmly.

The frost-like sword energy was unleashed in an instant, colliding with the red light and instantly annihilating each other in the sky.

Jingliu's figure did not stop at all. She simply turned her right hand slightly, and a moon-like streak appeared out of thin air, slashing towards the blade on the ground.

Amidst billowing smoke and dust, a crimson light tore through the smoke and dust, following closely behind. Amidst hearty laughter, the distance between the two grew ever closer.

Just then, a streak of purple-gold light flashed past Jing Yuan.

In an instant, Jing Yuan turned his head slightly, and his eyes reflected this scene.

Ahead, Lin Yuan stood calmly in the air. Xing, propelled by immense kinetic energy, clung desperately to Lin Yuan's shoulder. San Yue, behind him, gripped Xing's thigh and screamed.

On one side, Walter gripped his cane in his left hand and pressed his glasses tightly with his right. Only Danheng maintained his balance by leaning on his tail; he looked at Jingyuan and slightly raised his hand, as if to greet him.

"what--"

The next moment, the light, carrying the screaming female voice, disappeared into the distance, immediately surpassing the grinning blade and the slightly stunned Mirror Stream.

Finally, before the Jianmu Mystic Root appeared, Lin Yuan landed safely with his hands in his pockets. With a cry of "Ouch!", Sanyue and Xing immediately collapsed to the ground. However, protected by that layer of light, their bodies were unharmed.

"Big brother...you should at least give me a reminder."

"Ouch, my back! This is way more exciting than a leap."

Compared to the two girls, Walter ran his fingers through his hair, fixing his style. Danheng, on the other hand, remained expressionless, crossed his arms, and turned to look behind him.

Soon, the three streaks of light landed one after another, and the gazes of the group toward Lin Yuan were all different.

"Well, I arrived first, so how about I become the leader of the Five Warriors of the Clouds?" Lin Yuan said with a smile.

"Hmph, the Five Heroes of the Clouds are a thing of the past, no need to mention them again." Blade snorted coldly.

"If it weren't for the madman's interference, I could have been even faster. However, a swordsman should be judged by his kills; speed is a minor matter and not worth mentioning."

Jing Liu remained expressionless.

"Okay, okay, looks like I'll be in last place."

Jing Yuan smiled and walked forward, glancing at Dan Heng beside him:

"How was it? You got first place. Judging from your expression, you seem to be in a good mood."

"No, General, you've mistaken me."

Dan Heng said calmly, slowly walking to Xuan Gen.

"I bow with three claws in prayer, and pay homage to the Jianmu tree. Although we have skipped the process of restoring the path, the focus now is on the Xuan Gen, which is suppressed by the dragon's power. Now, I will break this final seal."

Dan Heng's gaze swept over the crowd, but he detected not a trace of fear. Everyone who came here had their own understanding of what was coming.

He slowly reached out his hand, reaching towards the dragon head in front of him.

In an instant, light overwhelmed their vision. The gnarled and twisted roots slowly unfurled, forming a passage forward.

"Hmm, hehe. Is it the general from Luofu who has arrived?"

Amidst the misty fog, a noble yet disdainful voice rang out.

After walking for a while, a huge black lotus quietly bloomed in the air ahead. The bluish-yellow Suiyang Fire burned silently on it.

"bring it on."

In an instant, eight figures, each with their own steps and wielding different weapons, stepped forward in unison.

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Chapter 246 Don't Hit Someone in the Face

"That wicked thing was indeed waiting for us here. Come out, Huanlong!"

Upon seeing the beautiful black lotus in front of her, March shouted a stern rebuke.

"Ah. So it's my benefactor too? He's as lively as ever. Don't be impatient, I haven't finished dressing yet."

A hazy, mocking voice echoed around, lingering for a long time.

"No wonder the Medicine King was so confident in his superiority... This Jianmu Immortal Traces truly possesses the power of transformation and regeneration."

"Everyone, please be careful. Hand over the front to me, and you can distract them from the sidelines."

As Jing Yuan spoke, his gaze exchanged a brief glance with Lin Yuan before he gave him a deep, resolute instruction.

"clear."