Chapter 5016

At that moment, the Soul Devouring Dragon Lord actually began to retreat!

“Stop…” Kai shouted.

His voice echoed in Huo Zhao’s ears: “Palace Master Huo, we meet again, don’t we?”

Huo Zhao turned and saw Kai. His expression darkened, his bloodshot eyes narrowing. “Kai! So it was you who captured my son. Let him go immediately!”

“You think I’ll release him just because you say so? Don’t forget—you were defeated by me.”

Though Kai was seriously injured, he refused to lose his imposing presence.

“Hmph, I was only a strand of soul back then, and you used someone else’s spirit to possess my body. Honestly, that doesn’t count as a real defeat,” Huo Zhao retorted coldly.

Huo Shizi was stunned. He hadn’t expected his father to know Kai—let alone that Kai was the one who injured him.

“Regardless, your son is in my hands. I demand that you withdraw immediately and abandon Feihu City,” Kai said, issuing a firm threat.

“Would you dare harm my son?” Huo Zhao’s gaze turned icy.

“What’s there to be afraid of?” Kai sneered. His sword lightly grazed Huo Shizi’s neck, and a thin line of blood appeared. “All we want is Feihu City. You, on the other hand, have to decide between that and your son’s life.”

“Father, save me! Father, please save me…”

Huo Shizi felt the cold blade at his neck and began to cry out in panic.

The battlefield froze in a tense and eerie stalemate.

Huo Zhao’s face turned grim, his fists clenched tightly.

Standing to the side, Jie Zhong was drenched in cold sweat. His greatest fear was that Huo Zhao might choose to retreat in the end.

Feihu City was his! If Huo Zhao gave it up, what would become of him?

He knew all too well—if he lost Feihu City, he would lose his worth as well.

And then, his end would be miserable.

Jie Zhong trembled, silently praying that Huo Zhao would stand firm.

Finally, Huo Zhao gritted his teeth and said, “Kai, if I retreat, will you release my son?”

“Of course. A gentleman’s word is his bond—I can swear it to the heavens!” Kai raised his hand and declared, “If I don’t release your son, may I suffer heavenly calamity and never be reborn!”

Hearing this, Huo Zhao’s expression hardened. After a moment of silence, he swept his sleeve and shouted, “All Eighth Palace troops, retreat!”

“Master Huo, don’t leave—what about me…”

Jie Zhong panicked and tried to stop him.

But Huo Zhao didn’t spare him a glance as he turned and left.

Jie Zhong was merely a pawn. Now that he had lost his value, Huo Zhao wouldn’t waste another thought on him.

To the gods, even the noble human races were seen as inferior—beastmen like Jie Zhong were nothing at all.

As the Eighth Palace army withdrew, Jie Zhong dropped to his knees with the remaining soldiers of Feihu City.

“We surrender! We surrender…”

He hoped that surrendering might give him a chance to survive.

But the Demon Dragon Palace accepted no surrender. They slaughtered everyone in Feihu City—Jie Zhong included.

The Soul Devouring Dragon Lord looked at Kai with a deep, lingering gaze. His soul fire flickered as he spoke meaningfully: “Fellow Daoist Chen, the Demon Dragon Palace will remember your favor today.”

With that, he led his army into the city’s heart.

Kai sheathed his sword and released the pale-faced Huo Shizi.

“Thank you for your assistance, young lady. I don’t know your name, but I’ll be sure to repay this kindness in the future,” Kai said to the woman in white.

“My name is Mo Qingyun,” she replied with a gentle smile.

“Young miss, we should return. The family head will be worried,” urged the purple-robed old man.

Mo Qingyun nodded, then turned to Kai and said, “Thank you for saving the people of Cangxuan Continent. If fate allows, we shall meet again.”

After speaking, she followed the purple-robed old man, preparing to leave.

But just as he slowly opened a black hole in the void, Mo Qingyun’s expression changed suddenly. A moment later, she coughed up a mouthful of blood.