King Wu versus the Martial Saint!
The moment the voice from the martial dao sacred remains faded, a barrier rapidly unfolded, like an inverted bowl, protecting the more than seven hundred students present. It left only one exit at the edge for them to escape.
At the exit, spatial rifts were rapidly forming, indicating that as soon as they reached the exit, they could be instantly teleported away, and even the three Martial Saints of the Ten Thousand Races would not be able to stop them.
Under normal circumstances, the moment this barrier formed, many students should have fled through that exit, escaping into the spatial rifts to be teleported away.
Yet, no one moved; not a single person had even the slightest thought of escaping.
Because everyone understood that although the current target of the Ten Thousand Races' army was them, once they fled, the Ten Thousand Races' army would surely vent their anger on Lei City's tens of millions of residents!
By staying here and relying on the barrier formed by the martial dao sacred remains to hold back the Ten Thousand Races' army, there might be a glimmer of hope, such as waiting for the mysterious and powerful Principal Shen Zongtian to free up his hands.
These students, all under twenty years old, some of noble birth, some full of arrogance, yet in the face of such a great crisis, in the face of this Ten Thousand Races' invasion to exterminate humanity, all chose to uphold their pride and bottom line.
They chose to... protect the weak Human Race in the city!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Due to the lifting of the power suppression, Li Qingshen and the others erupted with a Martial Emperor-level Aura, and white True Gang surged forth.
Everyone was prepared to fight to the death, to use their bodies and their lives to stall until reinforcements arrived, preventing the Ten Thousand Races from slaughtering the ordinary people of Lei City.
"Will you make your move, or shall I?"
At this moment, Demon Wing Xuan, the Martial Saint of the Demon Wing Clan, yawned, his attitude extremely casual and indifferent, with even a tear squeezed from the corner of his eye.
But his demeanor was clearly put on for the students inside the barrier; in reality, the greed and killing intent in his eyes were completely undisguised.
"It's just a mere martial dao sacred remains. If it were truly a Human Race Martial Saint, I might be a bit wary. Yatou, you go ahead." Laurel of the Centaur Clan spoke, claiming indifference, yet tightly gripping the long saber in his hand.
Yatou was the name of the Pig-man Clan's Martial Saint. He stepped forward with his corpulent body, and with a single hand grasping the Void Realm, suddenly produced a large hammer covered in sharp spikes.
"Alright, Mr. Laurel, one minute, I only need one minute to break through that barrier. Then, let the little ones go in and feast to their heart's content, Hahahaha!"
As his voice fell, he suddenly charged towards the martial dao sacred remains maintaining the barrier in the Void Realm!
The Pig-men soldiers all showed excitement, as this was their clan's Saint making a move!
The Ten Thousand Races would address the Martial Saint Realm powerhouses within their respective clans with the honorific 'Saint,' for example, this Yatou was Saint Yatou, and Laurel was Saint Laurel.
What difficulty could there be for a living Saint to break open a mere remnant left by a Human Race Saint who had died tens of thousands of years ago?
Bang!
The spiked hammer in Saint Yatou's hand erupted with astonishing blood-red light, as if carrying the might of heaven and earth, and slammed violently towards the small sun.
Rumble!
The entire Lei Cheng No. 1 Middle School violently shook, and then even heaven and earth seemed to tremble together. The small sun suddenly dimmed considerably, and the transparent barrier developed cracks like glass about to shatter.
"Damn it, still quite tough, Hahahaha, again!"
Saint Yatou's muscles bulged beneath his pig-like pink skin as he delivered another hammer blow. This hammer strangely devoured all light, giving a more powerful sensation.
Boom—!
Heaven and earth shook once more, and many students almost fell. The small sun dimmed a few more points, and the hemispherical barrier was completely covered in cracks.
Yet, even under such circumstances, not a single student chose to escape through the spatial rift.
They were still waiting, waiting for Principal Shen to free up his hands. If they couldn't wait, then the moment the barrier broke, they would charge towards the Ten Thousand Races' army with a suicidal resolve!
Even if such a charge would be extinguished by the three Martial Saints of the Ten Thousand Races with a mere flick of their hands, what if those few seconds bought enough time for Human Race powerhouses to arrive as reinforcements?
With a Ten Thousand Races' extermination-level invasion, such a huge commotion, these martial Dao noble students from the City of Flame all believed that the Martial Saints of the City of Flame must have already reacted and were currently being teleported through ultra-long-distance teleportation gates.
Thud!!!
Saint Yatou's third hammer struck at this moment, and the small sun completely dimmed, leaving only a tiny glimmer of light, as if the light of hope was slowly fading away.
Yet, for some reason, the martial dao sacred remains within remained completely unharmed, though it was clear that the wisp of Martial Saint will hidden within was also about to dissipate.
Crack, crack, crack!
The barrier began to truly shatter, with cracks intertwining and running from left to right.
"You still aren't fleeing? Are you afraid that if you flee, we will lead our army to slaughter the ordinary people in this Human Race city?"
Saint Laurel suddenly spoke at this moment, a clear look of amusement and cruelty on his face:
"Or perhaps, you think the commotion here has triggered the global monitoring alarm of the City of Flame, and the Martial Saints of the City of Flame are rushing here? Hahahaha, you're all wrong!"
Saint Demon Wing Xuan immediately sneered:
"This time, the Gods of our three clans acted together. Not only did they send our three Saints along with tens of thousands of soldiers, but they also distorted the rules within the Lei Cheng No. 1 Middle School area. Forget about triggering global monitoring alarms; even standing outside Lei Cheng No. 1 Middle School, you absolutely wouldn't be able to tell what's happening inside!"
After a slight pause, his forked tongue licked his jagged, snowy-white fangs:
"So, your attempts to stall for time are useless. Moreover, you cannot save any ordinary people in Lei City. We will destroy this city after we kill you, Haha, Hahahaha!"
As soon as the two Ten Thousand Races' Saints spoke, some students among the seven hundred had their mental defenses completely shattered.
They were not afraid of death and had prepared to sacrifice themselves to protect ordinary people, but now, it seemed their sacrifice was about to become meaningless.
But some became even more enraged, and among them was Jiang Xuan.
"These dog-bastards of the Ten Thousand Races..."
Jiang Xuan's eyes narrowed, his gaze never having been so filled with murderous intent as it was at this moment.
Even if he truly sacrificed himself this time, he would definitely drag the Demon Wing Clan's army down with him, especially that Saint of the Demon Wing Clan!
He would use his Martial King Realm to kill that Martial Saint of the Demon Wing Clan, that son of a bitch!
It was at this very instant that Saint Yatou of the Pig-man Clan, laughing madly, brought down his final hammer blow on the small sun.
"Little ones, prepare to feast!"
Whoosh!
In the despairing eyes of many students, the spiked hammer struck down with a strong gust of wind.