The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space Chapter 2403: Not a Dream (3)

"You forced our king to his death!" someone bellowed.

"Flame, don't forget this is Miaojiang, not your Flame Sect. What right do you have to interfere?" another person challenged.

"Simply because I am stronger than you," Flame retorted, turning around. "Kill!"

However, who would willingly face death? Even when facing overwhelming odds, a desperate struggle would ensue. Thus, these Miao people, condemned to death by Flame, launched their final resistance.

The mystique of Miaojiang, the very reason for its sustained independence over the years, lay in its potent poisonous insects, plants, and gases. While these individuals might not have been masters of martial arts, each possessed a degree of survival prowess, including skills in poisoning and curses.

Consequently, what was anticipated as a one-sided massacre transformed, with numerous disciples of the Flame Sect falling to the ground in agony.

Flame, who had initially planned to depart, became enraged by the turn of events. He swiftly lunged back, channeling tenfold his inner strength into his palms. Wherever his palm wind struck, it unleashed bloody slaughter and piercing cries of pain.

"Burn it," Flame commanded, casting a final glance at those who had resisted most fiercely and were now defeated. He then waved his hand and departed.

Shortly after his departure, a ferocious inferno erupted, consuming not only the remains of the slain Miao people but also the Flame Sect disciples who had been exposed to Miaojiang's venomous gases and insects.

Thus, an entire generation of Miaojiang kings met their demise, and the Royal Tribe was reduced to ashes overnight.

This catastrophe plunged Miaojiang into disunity once more, reverting it to an era of independent tribal governance, an interregnum that would persist until a new king emerged.

However, the death of Jin Yuka not only plunged Miaojiang into turmoil but also left its newly unified military without leadership. Although the specifics of the event remained unclear to many, the Miaojiang king was revered as a deity by all his people. Without their god's guidance and commands, they naturally refused to obey the directives of the Flame Sect. Consequently, overnight, Miaojiang's soldiers began to desert, engaging in fierce clashes with the Flame Sect's loyalists, resulting in casualties on both sides.

Upon receiving this devastating news, Flame, in a fit of fury, smashed yet another table.

Within a secluded structure belonging to the Huaka Tribe in Miaojiang.

Ran Lei entered the room, carrying two bowls of porridge.

Ayang sat at a table, tears streaming down her face. Beside her lay a wooden box containing Divine Incense, and her hand clutched a ring, a gift from Jin Yuka.

On the nearby bed rested a swaddled infant, a baby of about five or six months old, sleeping peacefully with closed eyes. This was Jin Bao, Ayang's youngest brother, whom she had fled with after his birth, his mother having passed away.

"Princess, please have something to eat," Ran Lei said with a sigh, placing a bowl of porridge on the table.

"Alei, how did everything come to this so suddenly?" Ayang inquired, shaking her head. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at Ran Lei. "Isn't this just a nightmare?" she whispered, hoping that upon waking, everything would return to normal.

"Ayang," Ran Lei said, placing his hands gently on her shoulders. "Look at me."

Ayang lifted her gaze to meet his.

"Ayang, this is not a dream," Ran Lei stated gravely. "Miaojiang is truly facing a great calamity. We must gather our strength to endure this difficult period. Now is not the time for tears, do you understand?"

"I..."

At that precise moment, Jin Bao, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly began to cry.

Ayang's attention was immediately diverted. She hurried to pick up her brother. The little one was hungry, but she was at a loss as to how to feed him.