Chapter 641: Nameless
Haijing City.
The siege of the star beasts was still ongoing. All communication had been cut off with the outside world. It was impossible to know what had transpired in the other base cities.
The Yiggs forces kept airdropping leaflets, spreading the news that Great Xia had fallen completely. They also broadcasted the same message through radio and electromagnetic signals, maintaining their psychological war.
Inside the city, some gangs, hidden traitors, and even certain noble families who had been swayed collaborated with the enemy, orchestrating various acts of resistance and betrayal.
Haijing City teetered on the brink of collapse. Fortunately, the government had three unyielding resistance leaders in Xue Xuanqi, Huang Fulai, and Zhu Kunyu. Meanwhile, the disciples of Jingwu Sect fought valiantly, throwing themselves into battle without hesitation. Since Grand Commander Song Huaiyuan was personally overseeing the defense, the city, despite balancing on the edge of destruction, miraculously endured.
At this moment, those who knew the truth found their minds drifting repeatedly to the same figure: the young man who had once swept through Haijing City, leaving behind a trail of blood and chaos.
The youth was not yet twenty years old when he had arrived in Haijing City, clad in simple robes and wielding a single sword. His presence was like a fleeting comet; he stayed no longer than three months, yet within that brief period, he reshaped the very foundation of the city.
He emerged from the slums and annihilated the Haisha Gang, slew wandering warriors, beheaded the mighty Jiepeng experts, purged corrupt officials who swayed with the wind, razed the Jiepeng Consulate, and killed the foreign Saints listed on the Saints Ranking.
He supported the three major grassroots factions in the slums, uniting them to establish the Jingwu Sect. Each of these feats was a legend in itself. Like a comet streaking across the sky of Haijing City, he burned with unyielding passion and a defiant spirit. He turned appeasement and compromise into ashes while forging a new soul of iron will and blood-soaked resolve for the city.
What a pity that the young man had died to quell the fury of the alien races, to preserve Haijing City, to give an explanation to the Star Council, and to buy time for Great Xia to grow and strengthen...
He had walked alone into the Grinding Blade Hall. With his head held high and neck bared, his blood had been spilled onto the scorching earth. Many had witnessed the moment when his lifeless body was carried out.