When the dark purple light enveloped Ye Mingyuan, a trace of the idea of escaping flashed in Yan Wu's mind. But Shunma was denied by himself.

The Empire's order is to deal with all the people of Darktown, no matter what the means.

But at this moment, in the face of the unknown, the first instinct of fear will flash in the human mind. The sense of honor of the soldier's duty and mission made Yan Wu not flinch, but walked forward.

Yan Wu looked at Ye Mingyuan in the air, then looked at the sword in his hand, hesitated for a moment, then picked up the sword in his hand, threw it into the air, and inserted it into Ye Mingyuan.

The sword that Yan Wu inserted into Ye Mingyuan instantly shattered, turning into a ray of red light. It's like a legend that Yan Wu has known for a long time.

Legend has it that dark red and green light intertwines, breaking the dark purple sky, sealing the power of darkness and re-saving the people.

It's just that legends are legends, and reality is reality.

The light of Yan Wu's sword incarnation instantly attracted the green mist that had just surrounded the edge, and the mist gathered on this shattered ice surface, enveloping Ye Mingyuan.

What Yan Wu didn't know was that his sword actually had such power, and what Ye Mingyuan didn't know was that his blood actually had such power.

What neither side knew was that here, on the surface of this frozen lake, had such power.

Thousands of years of legend gradually rose with the dark purple light.

Yan Wujin was neither retreating, but could only quietly look at Ye Mingyuan in the sky in the same place.

Ye Mingyuan's eyes were closed at this moment, and his body seemed to be uncontrollable, allowing dark purple and red light to penetrate it. Suddenly, all the light that enveloped Ye Mingyuan converged towards Ye Mingyuan's body, and then spread out to the surroundings in an instant. Before Yan Wu and the soldiers around him could cover their eyes or re-examine the situation in front of them, a shocking scene appeared in front of them.

The legendary dragon, the powerful creature of the continent, at this moment, thousands of years after the legend, flapped its wings on the surface of this frozen lake, and looked at Yanwu with angry eyes.

"Is this a dragon?" Yan Wu was surprised and couldn't describe it in words.

Yan Wu didn't have time to think about it, his instinct as a human being had overcome his qualities as a soldier, and the angry behemoth in front of him could completely devour him at any time. What's more, the sword in his hand has been reduced to pieces, and he doesn't have the slightest strength to fight the danger in front of him now, all he can do is escape.

"Retreat!" Yan Wu gave an order, ignoring the soldiers who came in with him, and fled quickly to the rear. The soldier in front of him was the most well-trained soldier in the Flame Empire, and after a short period of panic and hesitation, he followed Yan Wu closely to escape from this place.

The dark purple light mixed with the dragon's roar rushed towards Yan Wu's surroundings, Yan Wu and the soldiers around him had no room for resistance, and were instantly wrapped in this light.

The light that enveloped Yan Wu and his soldiers was not the light of Ye Mingyuan before, but the roar of the dragon and the breath of the dragon. The breath burned with flames, and the scorching was followed by the extreme cold of ice, and after the extreme cold, it tore the soldiers apart in an instant.

Almost instantly, all the soldiers around Yan Wu turned into ashes, and with the flapping of the dragon's wings around them, they dissipated into the surrounding environment, as if they had never existed.

However, Yan Wu did not suffer the fate of his soldiers.

At this moment, Yan Wu had no meaning to escape, and there was no chance to escape. The soldier's sense of honor allowed him to overcome his human instincts and look at the dragon in front of him head-on again.

"Man cannot defeat a dragon in strength. Even so, I'm going to fight you. Yan Wu said, facing the dragon in front of him. However, the dragon did not answer Yan Wu, nor did he attack Yan Wu, but just looked at him quietly, motionless.

Seeing that the dragon didn't move, Yan Wu still took a long breath and rushed towards the dragon.

Under the dragon's breath just now, Yan Wu's whole body was already covered with wounds, and he still didn't stop at this time. Betting on Yan Wu's honor, he swung his fist at the dragon in front of him.

From the time he received military training, Yan Wu was told that the Flame Empire was the descendant of dragons, and that the royal family of the Flame Empire was once a descendant of dragons, but once they faced dragons in the future, they must fight them to the end. Because dragons can only exist in legends.

Since Yan Wu had been trained as an army, he accepted the fate of encountering a dragon at some point.

When Yan Wu's fist touched the dragon's body, Yan Wu didn't expect that his body was not swallowed by the dragon, but instead the dragon, turning into a dark purple light and scattering into the sky.

Yan Wu fell heavily to the ground, and soon, the dark purple light around him converged to the center of the lake, as if it was absorbed by the center of the lake, forming a whirlpool.

The whirlpool kept absorbing the light around it, and finally exploded as if it could no longer absorb it.

The explosion quickly formed flames, just like the flames that had descended on Dark Far Town last night, instantly enveloping and devouring Yan Wu.

The fire burned out all the dark purple light, burned all the green smoke, and wrapped Ye Mingyuan in the center of the deep lake. Red flames shot into the sky, as if to say that the ruins were all burning.

However, the flames did not last long, and a torrential rain fell in the sky.

The torrential rain extinguished the flames in an instant, then turned into snow again, and after a long time, the snow stopped again, and from the center of the lake, the ice quickly filled everything and covered everything.

The original ice and the ice that formed at this time quickly extended and stretched in all directions, eventually sealing off all the ruins. The surface of the lake has become even harder, and the rocks and trees are covered with ice.

The sky regained its white color, and the ruins, at this point, became completely a trail of ice.

Long......

In the darkness, Xuanyuan finally woke up.

"Where is this?" Ye Mingyuan looked around, not knowing if he was asking about himself or if he was asking about the emptiness around him.

"It's your heart. The voice seemed to come from afar.