Peerless War God

They themselves knew better than anyone else what they had done, and at the same time, they knew better than anyone else that if they lost their loyalty, then they would be nothing more than trash in the eyes of the Duke of Zi Jin. What difference would there be between them and the Duke of Zi Jin?    

Once they lost the Purple Gold Marquis' trust, the fate of these people would be obvious.    

The Duke of Zi Jin was a true ruthless person, and no one dared to offend him. This was the consensus of the Elders of the Chamber of Commerce.    

"Everyone, get into position. Guard the city and don't retreat."    

"Understood."    

"Yes."    

"Yes."    

Su Yu and company answered in unison. Their voices were extremely loud as if they were trying to prove something.    

After a while, Chen Xiao and Qin Daoyuan stopped on top of a mountain three hundred miles away from the Black Iron City.    

"Why did you stop?" Chen Xiao looked at Qin Daoyuan with a bit of doubt.    

Qin Daoyuan lay on the puppet's arms. He raised his head and looked in the direction of Black Iron City with all his might. He said, "I want to see it with my own eyes."    

"Just like that?"    

"Don't push yourself too hard. Stop so that you can rest."    

"I didn't... Cough."    

Before he finished speaking, he could not help but cough out a mouthful of blood. Chen Xiao kneeled on the ground in a very sorry state. He hurriedly took a few Immortal Yuan Pills and felt a little better.    

It was indeed as Qin Daoyuan had said. Along the way, Chen Xiao had been holding on with all his might. The previous battle had injured him even more severely than he had imagined.    

He smiled bitterly and said, "I've been seen through by you."    

Qin Daoyuan frowned and said, "Stay away from me. It has already splashed onto my body."    

"Your words are too cold and heartless. I was running away with a burden like you. If it weren't for you, I would have run far away a long time ago." Chen Xiao retorted.    

"If it wasn't for me blocking the spear of the Demonic Statue, you would have turned into ashes a long time ago," Qin Daoyuan said stubbornly.    

Chen Xiao waved his hand and said: "Alright, let's not talk like that anymore. It's too tiring."    

"I'm tired too."    

"That's right. It's not too late to continue our journey after I recover some of my power."    

"Yeah, I think so too."    

"Yes."    

Thus, the two of them stopped where they were and started to heal themselves silently. They didn't say a word to each other.    

In fact, all of this happened in an instant. Soon, the demon slave army had arrived at the Xuan-Iron City. They were only a few miles away from the city.    

This distance was already very close. The air was mixed with the smell of dark demonic qi, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.    

When Chen Xiao smelled this smell, he only felt a stench and disgust, and his face was cold.    

Suddenly, Qin Daoyuan, who had originally thought that he was dead, spoke, "It's begun."    

"Yes." Chen Xiao nodded and looked at the Black Iron City.    

Facing the endless army of devil slaves that was like a tide of darkness, a large rain of fire arrows flew out and covered the army of devil slaves below.    

However, before the fire arrows even landed, they saw a tornado of darkness sweep over and sweep away the rain of fire arrows.    

After that, a terrifying devil statue that was almost two hundred yards tall rose and stood on the ground like a devil king overlooking the Mystic Iron City not far away.    

The enormous and terrifying devil statue raised its right arm and smashed it toward the Black Iron City.    

One fist, two fists, three fists... The Demon Image smashed onto the Black Iron City's protective light shield. One fist after another, it didn't seem to be tired at all.    

Before the fist landed, the protective shield of the Black Iron City would shake violently. It would become weaker and the light would gradually dim down.    

After a few dozen punches landed, the Black Iron City's defensive array finally couldn't hold on any longer. It exploded like a bubble. The fist of the giant devil smashed onto the Black Iron City with extreme ferocity.    

In Chen Xiao's eyes, the Black Iron City was very strong, but it was smashed dozens of meters away by the fist.    

"It's about time. Let's go." Qin Daoyuan spoke again.    

Chen Xiao stared at his face, as if he wanted to see something on his face, but unfortunately, there was nothing.    

Qin Daoyuan's face was as hard as a rock. No matter how hard the wind and rain hit, there did not seem to be any changes.    

"Alright."    

He didn't say anything else. He opened another crack in space, and the two of them entered it.    

The journey to the Purple Cloud City was smoother than Chen Xiao had expected. Seeing that they were about to reach the Purple Cloud City, he finally let out a sigh of relief.    

"Brother Qin, we have arrived at the Purple Cloud City."    

"Wuwuwuwu."    

At this moment, Chen Xiao was startled. He heard Qin Daoyuan's cry, which was a very suppressed sound. He wanted to cry out loud, but he forced himself to hold it in. The more he cried, the more uncomfortable it became.    

Chen Xiao was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.    

It could be foreseen that Qin Xinxiong was dead for sure. There were also many disciples of the Qin Family in the Black Iron City, as well as some other cultivators, who would not be able to survive.    

This kind of loss, whether it was for the Qin Family or for the Purple Cloud City, was a great loss to their vitality.    

As for Qin Daoyuan, he was a member of the Qin Family, so he clearly felt the same way.    

Perhaps he would feel better after crying.    

Qin Daoyuan gritted his teeth and persevered. He endured the intense pain and wanted to get off the puppet's hands, but he accidentally fell to the ground and bled all over.    

"Big Brother Qin." Chen Xiao's face changed drastically, and he rushed over to support him.    

"Don't come over, I can do it myself." Qin Daoyuan stubbornly refused Chen Xiao's good intentions.    

Qin Daoyuan kneeled on the ground and kowtowed three times in the direction of the Qin Family's Black Iron City. Tears rolled down his face, wetting his entire face.    

Chen Xiao sighed slightly, and his body froze on the spot stiffly. "I..."    

Just when he wanted to say something to comfort Qin Daoyuan, a cold wind blew, and a black figure came into view. It stopped beside the two of them.    

Seeing this, all the hairs on Chen Xiao's body stood up, and a chill spread from his feet to the top of his head. He shouted: "Who is it?"    

This time, he saw the person clearly. He was dressed in purple, handsome and elegant. His aura was as thick as the ocean and as thick as a mountain. It was none other than the Purple Cloud Marquis, the true ruler of the Purple Cloud City.    

"Greetings, Lord Duke of Purple Cloud," Chen Xiao quickly said.    

"Greetings, Lord Duke of Zi Jin." Qin Daoyuan also raised his head and wiped away his tears as he said carefully.    

"What happened?" Lord Zi Jin asked.    

"There is a Demon Lord in the Seawatch City who controls the Demon Slave army to attack the Qin Family's Black Iron City. The Qin Family's Black Iron City is gone." Chen Xiao replied.    

"That's it?" The Marquis Zi Jin's expression remained unchanged.    

"Yes."    

The Marquis didn't say anything else. He took out two pills and gave them to the two, "Consume these pills and you'll be able to recover from your injuries."    

"Thank you, my lord." Chen Xiao was overjoyed and immediately ate the pill.    

By the time he raised his head, the Marquis had already disappeared.    

Chapter 15 - The Marquis of Zi Jin