บท 529: 526, Death of Jun Eleven_1

There are still 19 minutes until the 500 nuclear missiles hit.

The great cultivators of China began to construct a defensive barrier, hoping to withstand the attack of the nuclear missiles, using their most potent defensive talismans, magic artifacts and even heavenly magic treasures.

Jun Eleven and King Arthur stood still in mid-air, at a loss at what to do.

As they saw the vigilant gazes of the Chinese cultivators, they exchanged glances and could only offer bitter smiles.

Truthfully, they had never betrayed the human race!

But they had no evidence to prove their innocence, and the great cultivators of China now mistrusted and even regarded them as enemies.

The estrangement this incident would lead to between the Chinese and Western cultivators concerned them more than the mere opposition they faced. Unless they could prove their innocence, it seemed inevitable.