# 1421
Chapter 1422: Leaving the Island
Feeling the ferocious aura bearing down on him, the smile at the corner of Lin Qiye's lips froze. A life-and-death crisis surged骤然涌上心头!
"Get out of the way!"
Lin Qiye roared, and the Somersault Cloud quickly split in two. A massive棍影 crashed down toward the sea surface almost grazing their forms, exploding into two waves tall enough to engulf the entire Island!
Staring at the tall figure standing mid-air, Lin Qiye's heart raced疯狂跳动, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
That last strike was no performance like Wang Qing's deliberate act before... Commander Nie's棍, but a real, full-powered blow aimed squarely at their bodies!
If they hadn't dodged in time, that single strike alone would have sent them flying back to the Island, dizzy and bedridden for days.
Nie Jinshan's gaze swept across the crowd. Those originally sharp and profound eyes were now filled with complex emotions:
"I understand what you're feeling right now, but a soldier's duty is to obey orders.
Qie Tangyusheng and the others might show you mercy because of personal feelings... but I won't. If someone has to be the villain, I'll be the one."
Hearing these words, Lin Qiye's expression turned grave. He knew this battle was unavoidable.
"Scatter and run!" Lin Qiye shouted, mounting the Somersault Cloud and charging主动向聂锦山的面门冲去!
The words fell, and Cao Yuan, Baili Pangpang, An Qingyu, and Jiang Er didn't hesitate for a moment, darting in four completely different directions.
Sensing their intention, Nie Jinshan's eyes narrowed slightly. He gripped his black staff and transformed into a streak of light, rushing toward the incoming Lin Qiye!
An overwhelming pressure descended from above. Lin Qiye placed his palm on the hilt of White Slash, his eyes locked on Nie's movements, every nerve taut!
Two silhouettes streaked across the sky, about to collide!
At the moment Nie Jinshan raised his staff to strike, a glint of sharpness flashed in Lin Qiye's eyes. His fingers pushed the White Slash's hilt, and his body vanished instantly, phasing through Nie's form in the void world before shooting upward at full speed without looking back!
Nie Jinshan's staff struck empty air. His brow furrowed微微皱起. From the corner of his eye, he glimpsed some虚无 in the sky above him and spoke calmly:
"You think hiding in the void will protect you?"
He gripped the black staff in his palm like a javelin, slowly aiming at Lin Qiye's position in the虚空. His spiritual power surged dramatically!
An unprecedented sense of crisis immediately descended upon Lin Qiye's heart in the void!
He can still sense me?
Lin Qiye had no time to look back. The moment his movement stalled, Nie Jinshan would flash over, and then he'd have nowhere to escape.
He took a deep breath, and a shade of night spread from his clothes, preparing to receive the blow head-on!
Just as Lin Qiye's mind tensed to the limit, a soft exclamation came from behind him, and the looming sense of crisis above him vanished instantly!
Light flooded Lin Qiye's vision. Too late to wonder what happened, his figure shot forward数公里 in an instant!
Nie Jinshan remained frozen in his stance, poised to throw the black staff, like a statue. His brow creased even tighter. Glancing behind him, he said in a low voice:
"Gongyang Senior, what do you mean by this?"
A gentle, resigned female voice drifted from the emptiness: "Nie Jinshan... you're too rigid. This time, just let them go."
"Is this the Marquis's wish?"
"...Yes."
Nie Jinshan fell silent for a moment, then sighed heavily. "I understand."
His rigid body relaxed. He slowly lowered the black staff, glanced at Lin Qiye racing across the sea walls, shook his head, and turned back toward the Island.
"Looks like... I'm the one being slow again."
...
At the top of the sea wall.
Five figures soared through the air, breaking free from that cage-like barrier of water. The dawning sun dyed the distant sea gold, and a glimmer of light sparked in their eyes.
They exchanged glances across the distance, and smiles curved their lips simultaneously.
A cloud swept swiftly across the sky, catching all of them稳稳. Lin Qiye stood at the front of the Somersault Cloud, looking back at the Island growing smaller in the distance, and exhaled a long breath:
"We... made it out."
Baili Pangpang lay on the soft cloud, gazing at the rising sun in the distance, his eyes filled with emotion:
"Those were the days..."
"Yeah, when we first jumped out of the Purification Chamber, the scenery looked just like this." Cao Yuan cradled his Straight Blade, his eyes reflecting the sun, lost in memory.
"Do you think... we've changed over all these years?" An Qingyu suddenly asked.
"Got older." Baili Pangpang smiled, then added, "But of course, also stronger."
"What else?"
Cao Yuan pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "Can't quite put it into words. Feels like we've changed, but also like nothing's changed at all... Maybe that's what growing up is."
WHOOSH—!!
Just as they were chatting, a whistling sound of something piercing the air came from behind!
At the sound, everyone hopped off the Somersault Cloud simultaneously. Baili Pangpang's expression soured:
"No way... We've flown hundreds of miles already. Can they still catch up?"
"...It's a spear." Lin Qiye's spiritual power detected the高速移动 object heading toward them, and he said solemnly, "It's the Marquis's spear!"
Upon hearing the word "Marquis," everyone's expressions hardened. If General Huo wasn't letting them leave... then no matter how fast they ran, they'd eventually be dragged back.
The Somersault Cloud was already incredibly fast, but that blood-caked spear moved even faster, arriving above their heads in the blink of an eye. Before they could react, a roaring golden dragon burst forth from the spear shaft!
Lin Qiye's pupils constricted sharply!
The golden dragon opened its massive jaws and swallowed the Somersault Cloud and everyone in one gulp, but its form merely passed through them like an illusion before fading slightly.
Lin Qiye and the others felt their minds go blank, and then a torrent of powerful energy flowed into their bodies through their skin, becoming a warm current circulating through them.
After passing through them, the golden dragon circled once in the air before flying back into the spear!
The spear let out a soft hum, quickly turned, and flew back toward the Island.
As the spear vanished, a low voice echoed slowly in their ears:
"This Marquis and the countless heroes must guard the nation's fortune and cannot join the battle. This thread of Great Xia's national fortune is given to you—it will prove extraordinary in battle within two days."
As consciousness gradually cleared from the冲击 of the national fortune, Lin Qiye and the others heard Huo Qubing's voice clearly. They looked down at their hands in confusion—around their wrists, a thumb-sized miniature golden dragon was circling slowly...