blenderwars Chapter 268 The Bright Moon Of The Old Days Was Full, Flying Into The Homes Of Ordinary People! (800
Chapter 268 The Bright Moon Of The Old Days Was Full, Flying Into The Homes Of Ordinary People! (800
Chapter 268: The Old Moon of the Past, Round and Bright, Flies into the Ordinary People's Home! (8000 words)
The bright moon rises over the sea.
It is composed of countless tiny dots of light.
Each dot of light is like a speck of dust, a heroic spirit that has crossed the river of time.
Above the East Sea, it shines as bright as daylight.
The wind and waves come to a halt.
An unimaginable aura descends upon this world.
The Night Emperor trembles, looking at those blurry lights and shadows, a sense of fear involuntarily arises.
These are the heroic spirits of the human race who died in battle on Sea Demon Island.
They are all the top powerhouses of the human race.
Even the Night Emperor, when he recalls the battle from a thousand years ago, still feels more fear.
Back then, on the battlefield...
Surviving was purely a matter of luck!
If all these people were to return, everything would be over!
No, absolutely not!
The Night Emperor goes mad, bloodshot eyes bursting with anger: "Stop him, stop him!"
He roars, and the pitch-black night instantly turns into a tide of blood, his night blade in hand also turning crimson, emitting a terrifying aura as he slashes towards Wang Xiu.
He is truly desperate.
He goes all out against Wang Xiu, who is far weaker than himself, with a terrifying momentum.
Boom!
A golden giant appears, standing in front of Wang Xiu.
It is the Earth Immortal powerhouse from the Qiang Celestial Immortal Sect, Sikong!
He burns with his entire blood and qi, enveloped in a terrifying immortal light.
"Get out of the way!"
The Night Emperor's blood blade is incredibly sharp, capable of cutting through even the void. At this moment, with all his strength, the unimaginable sharpness instantly pierces through the giant's body.
A surge of blood-colored demonic energy continuously erodes the giant's body.
Sikong's face becomes ferocious, terrifying from the pain, but only his eyes shine brightly, roaring: "Get back!"
His physical strength is astonishing, instantly burning more than half of his blood and qi, erupting with great power, actually using his physical body to block the blood blade.
Then he continues to charge forward, allowing the blood blade to completely pierce his flesh, pressing the Night Emperor backwards.
The power of his blood and qi suppresses like the heavens and earth.
In an instant, the Night Emperor is also suppressed, retreating several steps.
"Seeking death!" The Night Emperor rages, without reservation, terrifying demonic power continuously pouring into the blood blade, the unimaginable sharpness instantly rushing into Sikong's body, completely destroying his golden bones, blood, and flesh.
Countless blood patterns appear on the giant's body, incredibly ferocious and terrifying.
His aura rapidly weakens.
His life force rapidly fades away.
"Sikong Fellow Daoist!!!"
Someone shouts, but Sikong can no longer hear who it is.
His eyes are bloodshot, a terrifying smile on his face, staring intently at the Night Emperor in front of him, word by word: "Demon Race bastards, I'll be damned!"
The next moment, his smile is cut into several pieces.
Because his face is cut into several pieces.
Next, his body is also cut into countless pieces.
His divine soul is torn apart.
The golden blood is contaminated.
Every inch of his body... turns into dust, scattered in the void, flowing in disorder, nothing exists anymore!
Countless blood splatters on the Night Emperor's body.
Containing unimaginable weight.
Causing his figure to sink continuously.
This damn human race, even in death, wants to disgust him!
Boom!
His entire aura erupts, boundless night turning into a raging flood, clearing away all that blood, once again rushing towards Wang Xiu to kill.
Wang Xiu's ritual is almost complete!
He must not succeed!
He must not!
But before he can move, two figures appear in front of him.
The Earth Immortal ancestors of Grotto-Heaven Grotto-Heaven and Mountain and Sea Grotto-Heaven, respectively.
Their aura is weakening. They have already burned through their lifespan once before, and now, without hesitation, they erupt once again. Their already precarious vitality is visibly declining at an alarming rate, exchanged for immense power!
"Madmen, they're truly mad!"
The Night Emperor curses angrily. He can't afford to think about anything else. He unleashes all his bloodline power and enters a life-or-death stage. Boundless darkness unfolds, as he prepares to withstand the attacks of two Earth Immortals in order to kill Wang Xiu.
Just one strike!
And Wang Xiu will die!
However, in the next moment, his expression changes.
The two Earth Immortals blocking him don't make ordinary moves. Instead, they choose to self-destruct, decisively!
Boom!
Destructive fluctuations spread through the void, instantly tearing apart large patches of darkness.
The night shatters, like splattered ink.
The Night Emperor himself feels as if he has been struck by a heavy hammer, flying backwards and falling like a shooting star.
At such close range, the self-destruction of two Earth Immortals is a power that even he finds difficult to withstand.
...
The remaining Demon Emperors are also doing their best to attack.
Attacking from various angles.
Wanting to kill Wang Xiu on the Summoning God Platform.
But they encounter unimaginable resistance.
Zhuo Canglang, Luo Binglan, Dugu Qingqian, Fire Ancestor, the Old Celestial Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain, Snow Ancestor, Profound Secrets Grotto-Heaven's Xiangyi Ancestor, and the South Pole Grotto-Heaven's Zichen Ancestor...
The few remaining Earth Immortals burn the rest of their lifespan without hesitation.
Risking their lives.
Exchanging injuries for life.
Blocking the Demon Emperors who are attacking one after another.
If they can block, they block. If they can't, they self-destruct directly, dragging several nearby Demon Emperors into the storm of destruction, delaying their actions.
In the blink of an eye.
Fire Ancestor falls.
Dugu Qingqian is heavily injured, her divine soul shattering, falling from the void and her sword breaking, plunging into the vast ocean.
Zhuo Canglang's arms are broken, his waist is severed, leaving only half of his body.
Xiangyi Ancestor falls, self-destructing before death and releasing several puppets comparable to half-step Earth Immortals, who also self-destruct, hindering the steps of several Demon Emperors.
Zichen Ancestor falls, burning the immortal light within his body, turning it into a forbidden formation, creating an icy prison in the void, imprisoning one of the Demon Emperors.
The Old Celestial Master is also severely injured and on the verge of death. In his final moment, he takes out a celestial scroll, summoning the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, forcibly taking two Demon Emperors with him to face the calamity, one dying and one injured.
"Soul returns... soul returns..."
The invisible chanting continues, and the light around Wang Xiu becomes increasingly dazzling.
Countless blurry figures appear in this void.
Vast and mighty.
It's about to happen, but it's still a little short.
This final step shouldn't take long.
However, at such a critical moment, even a moment feels as long as ten thousand years.
...
One shooting star after another.
Sea Demon Island welcomes its first autumn rain of the year, with a cold wind and icy raindrops carrying a bloody scent.
The seawater is also stained red.
Each drop of blood contains an indescribable terrifying power, causing countless creatures to flee like mad.
These Demon Emperors never imagined that they only wanted to kill a Nascent Soul realm human, yet it would be so difficult!
Finally.
The empty void.
The Night Emperor and two Demon Emperors stand tall here.
In front of Wang Xiu, there is only Luo Binglan.
Their conditions are not good either.
The Night Emperor is left with only half of his body, cut off by Luo Binglan's axe. The wound constantly generates sharp edges, preventing him from recovering and subjecting him to constant torment.
The other two Demon Emperors are also on the verge of death.
But they are still in much better condition than Luo Binglan.
Her lifespan was already short, having burned several times, and now she had reached the critical moment.
Her beautiful face was covered in bloodstains, and her battle axe was broken in half, with countless runes worn away.
The Night Emperor looked at the two people in front of him, slowly extending his palm. Endless darkness condensed, and he whispered, "It's time to end this!"
Luo Binglan didn't speak, her proud chest rising and falling slightly. She tightened her grip on the battle axe, staring intently at the three people in front of her with a cold and indifferent gaze, prepared for everything.
"Indeed, it's time to end this!"
A slightly hoarse voice sounded, startling everyone.
Luo Binglan also froze for a moment, then looked back. The voice came from Wang Xiu's mouth.
At this moment, Wang Xiu's hair was completely white, his youth gone, and even his words carried a hint of aging.
Completing this formation consumed ninety percent of his lifespan.
A Nascent Soul cultivator's lifespan can exceed a thousand years.
His Azure Emperor's Longevity Sutra was perfected, and his lifespan was several times that of his peers at the same cultivation level.
This wave directly consumed several thousand years of his lifespan.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes calm and deep. Countless runes changed within his bloodshot pupils, finally taking shape.
The seals in his hands also stopped.
"The Emperor Summons the Divine Formation!"
"Activate!"
As soon as the words fell, the surrounding void lit up. Countless runes were ignited, burning like stars, densely packed and numbering in the millions, converging into a vast galaxy.
The summoning platform beneath Wang Xiu's feet emitted an extremely dazzling divine light. Countless array patterns rotated and rose, forming a beam of light that shot straight into the sky.
It seemed as if a rift had been torn through the river of time, piercing through the high sky.
Unimaginable radiance descended from the highest point of the void.
The vague figures in the sky instantly reacted, as if they had been revived. Ancient and powerful auras suddenly descended.
In the western sky, a hazy figure appeared. It was tall like an ordinary person, but its aura was unimaginably terrifying. Holding a treasure pagoda, it was solemn and dignified, with a crystal-clear and radiant body, like an ancient god.
In another direction, auspicious energy surged. A man's figure appeared, transcendent and ethereal, carrying a sword on his back.
He stood with his hands clasped, his eyes closed, but his aura was extremely sharp, with chaotic energy boiling around him, full of sharpness. Each strand of his aura was like a divine sword, terrifying to behold.
"Supreme Sword Immortal!"
The Night Emperor's pupils contracted, his body trembling, overwhelmed by fear.
That was a true Sword Immortal.
The former top powerhouse of the Three Purities Sword Lineage, known as the one who could suppress the ages with a single sword, had once overcome the Twenty-Third Layer Thunder Tribulation.
He was only one step away from the Quasi-Emperor Realm, with unparalleled talent.
He had also returned?
Summoned back by that formation!
Boom!
In the endless immortal light, a majestic figure slowly appeared, with a calm aura. In the vast void, it seemed as small as a grain of sand, yet heavier than this world.
The Night Emperor was completely stunned, trembling as he said, "Supreme Qingyuan!"
The former head of the Three Purities, a supreme powerhouse who had dominated the Divine State. He had surpassed a generation of geniuses, bringing the Three Purities Immortal Gate to unprecedented heights.
A true Quasi-Emperor powerhouse.
It was at the moment this figure appeared that...
At the core of Sea Demon Island...
The person in the black robe suddenly opened his eyes, his hollow pupils locked onto the void, and he let out a hoarse and unpleasant voice, "Qingyuan... you're not dead yet!"
More and more figures appeared, all with terrifying auras, densely packed and covering the sky.
One hundred thousand!
A full one hundred thousand spirits, summoned back across the river of time by the Emperor Summons the Divine Formation.
Those supreme Almighties who had disappeared.
At this moment, they all returned in a new way.
On the surface of the sea, endless flesh and blood float and sink.
Zhuo Canglang is left with only the upper half of his body, his eyes filled with tears as he murmurs.
Floating in the sea, looking at the light and shadow in the sky, it seems like crying, like smiling.
Those breaths, those faces...
Some are familiar, some are unfamiliar.
But they all bring peace to people.
By the East Sea.
In the Demon Suppression City, everyone is attracted by the terrifying aura coming from afar, looking into the distance.
The darkness is completely dispelled.
The vast clouds spread from the end of the sky, emitting colorful light, as if illuminating the whole world.
"This aura... could it be?"
"We did it... we succeeded!"
Ji Yan's expression is filled with joy. Saint's vision is extremely far-reaching, clearly seeing the scene in the distance, where it is bright and dazzling.
...
Qing Yuan Supreme slowly opens his eyes, scanning the surroundings, seeing the chaos, seeing the corpses all over the ground.
Finally, his gaze falls on Night Emperor and the others.
"Demon Race..."
He murmurs, in his originally unremarkable eyes, a terrifying killing intent bursts out, and he blurts out, "Kill!"
His words are like...
A hundred thousand spirits tremble.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The shouts of killing resound through the sky, the flags fluttering in the void, the killing intent billowing, and the endless spirits rushing towards Night Emperor and the others like a tide.
The spirits have no consciousness.
They can only rely on instinct to fight.
To exterminate demons, to eliminate bandits!
It is their instinct deeply engraved in their souls.
Where would Night Emperor and the others dare to resist? They have long been frightened and want to run away.
A sword light descends.
Tearing through the darkness, completely shattering his remaining half body, turning it into a rain of blood.
Its soul has not even had a chance to roar, and it is completely extinguished by the remaining Sword Intent.
That sword light is astonishing in its momentum.
After shattering Night Emperor, it slashes towards Sea Demon Island.
Boom!
With one strike, the great prison demon formation that enveloped the Shadow Demon Dao completely collapses and dissipates like smoke.
Sea Demon Island is torn apart.
The seawater surges into the sky.
Turning into astonishing water columns, sweeping in all directions.
"Roar!"
On the fragments of the shattered islands, demonic lights shine.
The demonic energy gathers.
One after another, demonic shadows crawl out from the underground, with astonishing aura.
They are the Demon Race who were severely injured in the great battle back then, but luckily did not die and fell into a deep sleep.
Originally, the plan was to awaken on the day of the Abyss Tide.
To use the power of the tide and the Heavenly Demon Slaughter Formation to recover from their injuries and wake up from their slumber.
But it was disrupted by Wang Xiu's early intervention.
Causing them to still be in deep sleep.
At this moment, they are forcibly awakened by a tremendous shock, burning with anger, wanting to see who the fool is that disturbed their long sleep and ruined their centuries of cultivation.
But when they raise their heads.
More than a hundred thousand figures, with majestic aura, stepping on countless immortal lights, charge down, instantly dumbfounded.
The sound of drums resounds, the shouts of killing shake the sky.
Their consciousness is momentarily stagnant, as if they have returned to the battlefield of a thousand years ago.
Did it start again?
Didn't we already fight this battle?
Could it be that we are having a nightmare?
They didn't think for long, and the mighty hundred thousand spirits rushed down, instantly submerging each demon city.
Sea Demon Island was in chaos, shattered into pieces. Various demon caves, treasure mountains, and abysses crumbled, turning into flying debris and dust.
The sound of killing shook the heavens.
One after another, the once mighty demon emperors were chased and hacked.
Their demon bodies were torn apart, their demon blood incinerated, the mountains and rivers shattered, and cries of killing and screams filled the air.
...
The void rumbled as a divine city enveloped in endless light slowly descended.
The Town Demon City emerged from the void.
Qin Guangling knelt on the city wall, his eyes fixed on one of the countless spirits in the sky, trembling as he said, "Master~"
Gong Shangyu was also called back, stepping out of the formation and joining the army, charging towards Sea Demon Island.
And it wasn't just him.
Dao Xuan Perfected Being, Fire Ancestor, Xiang Yi Old Ancestor, Dragon Tiger Mountain Old Celestial Master...
These powerful beings who sacrificed themselves in the battle against the Demon Race were all summoned back as spirits.
"Old Ancestor!"
"Master Ancestor!"
"Teacher..."
Everyone was excited. Regardless of age, they found their familiar shadows among the countless spirits in the sky, and tears of joy streamed down their faces.
...
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The fighting spirit here soared, and the hundred thousand spirits turned into a torrent, sweeping through Sea Demon Island without any resistance.
Although these spirits only had their instinct to fight left.
But they were still much stronger than the severely injured demon emperors who were barely clinging to life underground. They swept through without any resistance, and one after another, the demon emperors fell.
The scene was horrifying.
Soon, only the central giant city remained.
The Beginning Demon City.
The core of the Demon Race.
Back then, countless spirits were sacrificed to capture this city.
Now they returned to their old grounds.
In the eyes of Qing Yuan Supreme and other spirits, there was a trace of desolation.
He slowly raised his finger and pointed towards the Beginning Demon City below.
Boom!
The heavens and earth rumbled as the hundred thousand spirits charged forward, and the magnificent immortal light engulfed the area.
The Beginning Demon City trembled, and a towering aura erupted, trying to resist.
But it was already damaged, and after struggling for a moment, it was completely annihilated. The entire city shattered, countless formations instantly collapsed, and nothing remained.
Wang Xiu focused his gaze and suddenly caught sight of a Daoist figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the Beginning Demon City. The figure looked withered, like a skeleton, but the aura on his body was extremely astonishing, making people's hearts race and cold sweat break out.
However, it seemed that his injuries were extremely severe, and he couldn't even fully awaken. His body trembled slightly and was engulfed in endless brilliance.
Wang Xiu thought to himself, "The Demon Race still has such a powerful existence that hasn't fully recovered!"
But thinking about it, it was also normal.
After all, even Qing Yuan Supreme fell in the battle on Sea Demon Island back then, losing his life here. The foundation of the Demon Race was definitely astonishing, but...
In this battle, they stacked all the unfavorable factors to the maximum.
They only narrowly won.
...
A loud rumble, and Sea Demon Island was completely flattened.
The dark clouds that had hung over the heads of the Divine State beings for countless years were finally dispersing today.
Li Zuiyue and other geniuses showed joy on their faces. "Is it finally over?"
"No, one more step!"
Zhuo Canglang was severely injured and was pulled out of the sea by Ji Yan and others. After being fed a lot of Holy Medicine, he finally recovered somewhat. At this moment, he lay on a stretcher, panting heavily.
Indeed, one more step.
Wang Xiu lowered his gaze and fell on the ruins of the Beginning Demon City. There, the light was eerie, and a faint glimpse of a temporal vortex could be seen, appearing and disappearing. If one wasn't careful, it would easily be mistaken for an illusion.
That was the passage between the Ashen Essence World and the Abyss Demon World.
Right below the Beginning Demon City.
When the Demon Castle was heavily damaged that year, this passage was also cut off. The Demon Race was obviously unwilling and has been trying to repair the Demon Castle and the passage over the years.
There have been some results, so you can see the faint entrance of the passage.
"We must completely seal off that passage to consider it finished!"
Luo Binglan stared at the passage and suddenly looked at Wang Xiu with some concern, "Can you hold on?"
Wang Xiu smiled, "No problem!"
He raised his hand and changed his hand seal, his face becoming paler.
He muttered something under his breath.
One hundred thousand spirits felt his thoughts and gathered in the void, forming a grand formation.
Fairy light filled the air, gathering into a vast expanse.
A towering formation slowly descended.
The demonic land below kept breaking and shrinking, as if it was condensed into a tiny space, collapsing again and again.
The Heaven-Connecting Immortal Formation.
This was the formation used by the Three Purities to seal Sea Demon Island back then.
Now, after a thousand years.
It was still this formation, completely repairing the seal and blocking the passage to the Demon World.
Wang Xiu released the hand seal, let out a long breath, and smiled, "At least for a thousand years, we don't have to worry about the seal loosening!"
Space has its own corrective power.
It is difficult to completely resolve natural passages between two realms like this.
It's like a pit, even though it can be covered with soil, the pit cannot truly disappear.
It cannot be completely blocked.
At least for now, there is no better solution.
"A thousand years is enough!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The current Ashen Essence World has shown great prosperity.
Many geniuses have emerged.
There are also figures like Wang Xiu. After a thousand years, no one can say for sure how far they can go.
Perhaps, they will surpass the past glory.
...
This battle finally ended.
Sea Demon Island was destroyed.
All the Demon Race were wiped out, and the seal of the Demon World passage was completely repaired.
The threat of the Demon Race was completely resolved.
At least for a thousand years, they can rest easy.
Cheers erupted from the Demon-Sealing City.
The young disciples walked out of the haze of the battlefield, their faces covered in blood, crying and laughing, embracing and shedding tears.
Wang Xiu was directly pulled over by Li Zuoyue and others.
Before he could react, he was lifted high into the air.
Li Zuoyue was the first to shout, "Long live the Saint Child!"
Huang Yunchong followed, "Long live the Saint Child's junior brother!"
Ji Zidian's little face turned red, raising her sparkling pink fist, tears welling up, "Long live senior brother!"
One after another, more and more.
All the disciples of the Three Purities were like they had gone mad, shouting loudly, as if venting the unhappiness in their hearts caused by the war.
Zhang Yuge shouted loudly, "Long live big brother!"
Around them, the disciples of the Dragon-Tiger Immortal Gate had slightly strange expressions, thinking that everyone knew about your relationship with the Three Purities Saint Child, that you were sworn brothers, but in such a public setting, should you also consider your identity?
But when they turned their heads, the senior members of the sect didn't say anything, and even seemed to be happy about it.
They immediately understood and joined in the celebration.
The other disciples looked at the lively scene, although they didn't go crazy with them, but when they looked at the figure in the middle of the crowd, their eyes were filled with admiration and gratitude.
If it weren't for the Three Purities Saint Child repeatedly taking action at critical moments to change the situation, the Demon Race would have succeeded, and then the Divine State would have suffered a catastrophe, and everyone present would have been unable to escape.
An elder of the Immortal Gate sighed, "After today, the Three Purities Saint Child will truly be in his prime!"
The other strong individuals had complex expressions and nodded in agreement.
...
"Let me down!"
Wang Xiu was being thrown up and down, feeling both amused and frustrated.
He felt helpless, his body was weak, his spiritual power was almost depleted, and there were signs of decline in his vitality. He couldn't even struggle anymore.
If it weren't for his strong foundation, he wouldn't have been able to hold on until now and would have passed out long ago.
Luo Binglan stepped forward with an unhappy expression and said, "Enough, stop messing around!"
Everyone was startled, as if a cold winter wind had suddenly blown into their collars, and quickly dispersed.
She approached Wang Xiu, who was swaying, and was about to infuse him with a strand of immortal power.
But Wang Xiu raised his hand to stop her.
"I don't need it, Master, I can hold on."
He knew that Luo Binglan was in a bad condition too, not any better than him.
Luo Binglan glanced at Wang Xiu, didn't insist, and looked in a certain direction in the sky, asking, "What about them?"
The Demon Race had already been wiped out.
Sea Demon Island no longer existed.
The spirits summoned back by Wang Xiu seemed to have lost all consciousness and motivation, floating in place, empty and numb.
The crowd fell silent instantly.
This scene was heart-wrenching.
These were once the most outstanding and talented individuals, full of vigor and vitality.
Now they had become like this.
They had given everything for the human race.
With their current state, they wouldn't have any memories, so they wouldn't follow anyone.
If no one took care of them, they would continue to wander here. Perhaps after many years, rumors would spread...that there were ghosts and evil spirits haunting the East Sea.
Wang Xiu took a deep breath, mobilized the last bit of power in his body, and landed back on the summoning platform. The starlight converged, countless formations turned into sparks and flew towards his hand.
Finally, they transformed into a large flag.
On it were ancient characters, writing the word "Ming"!
It contained an indescribable aura.
"Let's go!"
A faint smile appeared on Wang Xiu's face as he waved the flag, and the starlight rolled up. "I'll take you all home!"
...
With his movement, a faint whisper came from the depths of the void vortex.
It was like a loved one whispering in his ear, incredibly gentle.
All the spirits were stunned, slowly raising their heads, their vacant eyes gradually regaining their spirit.
In the next moment, these spirits ignited, their spirit bodies emitting golden flames, extremely dazzling. They rose into the sky one by one, merging into the huge vortex.
The vortex also emitted light, extremely dazzling. This place was filled with brilliance, like a scorching sun.
Boom!
A burning meteor burst out of the vortex, tearing through the sky and falling towards the distant Divine State land.
Followed by the second one.
The third one.
The hundredth one!
The ten thousandth one!
...
The entire sky was ignited.
Tens of thousands of meteors streaked across the sky at the same time, illuminating the entire East Sea. This scene was extremely spectacular, visible from every corner of the Divine State land.
At the Three Purities Immortal Gate, Xiao Qingyu walked out of the main hall and suddenly stopped, looking towards the eastern sky.
The night was deep.
Between the peaks, there was silence.
A dazzling light suddenly appeared from the end of the sky, becoming brighter and brighter, illuminating the whole world.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh—
A shower of meteors streaked across the sky, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth fluctuated in an incomprehensible manner.
The monkeys in the mountains happily cried out.
Countless spiritual birds flew in the sky, creating a magnificent scene and emitting clear and melodious chirping, as if saying: a loved one has returned, a loved one has returned.
Xiao Qingyu's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she instinctively covered her delicate red lips: "What exactly has happened on the East Sea to cause such a spectacular phenomenon?"
...
Below Dragon Head Peak.
The Nine Hells.
This was once the most terrifying and dreaded abyss in the Demon Dao a thousand years ago.
Countless notorious Great Monsters and Great Demons were imprisoned here until death.
After the battle back then, the Demon Race retaliated.
The Three Purities Immortal Gate was destroyed, resulting in the loss of numerous Grotto-Heavens and countless casualties.
In order to prevent the demons and monsters in the Nine Hells from escaping and causing havoc in the world, the remaining Earth Immortal powerhouses of the Three Purities Immortal Gate voluntarily sacrificed themselves, with twelve of them burning their own bodies to kill all the demons and monsters.
They abandoned reincarnation and sat here for a thousand years with their immortal bones, suppressing the Monster Qi and demonic energy.
Wang Xiu had once come here with Zhuo Canglang and paid respects to the twelve withered bones.
There was no daylight here all year round.
No trace of light could be seen.
However, for some unknown reason, streams of meteor-like light suddenly poured down from nothingness and landed here.
Buzz!
Suddenly, faint fluorescence lit up in the Nine Hells, like shattered soul fires or accumulated dust, constantly floating and converging from all corners, vaguely forming blurry figures.
Incredibly weak, as if they would disperse with a gust of wind.
"They've returned..."
A voice sounded in the darkness.
"Have they returned?"
Another voice sounded, ethereal and filled with excitement.
"Yes, they've returned, they've all returned..."
In the darkness, one light after another lit up like lanterns, scattered all over.
These lights turned into transparent Spirit Bodies, weeping tears of joy.
...
Vermilion Bird City.
In a certain mansion.
The lights were bright.
An elegantly dressed man paced anxiously outside the door, while inside the room, his wife was making painful cries during childbirth.
The steward comforted him from the side, "Master, don't worry, Madam has good fortune on her side, nothing will go wrong!"
The man anxiously said, "How can I not worry? How long has she been inside?"
This was not his first child, he had experience, and this time... his wife had clearly been inside for too long.
Whoosh—
Just then, the courtyard was illuminated, a meteor streaked across the night sky, incredibly dazzling and dazzling.
The steward exclaimed in delight, "Master, this is an auspicious sign, an auspicious sign!"
Before he finished speaking.
The sound of a baby's cry came from inside the room.
Soon after, the midwife and maidservant exclaimed in joy, "Congratulations, Master, congratulations, it's a little prince!"
...
Similar scenes were happening all over the Divine State.
On this night.
Over a hundred thousand meteors fell from the night sky and arrived at ordinary people's homes.
Few people could see them.
The entire Divine State was covered in a layer of extremely dense purple mist.
This was a sign that a great era was about to come!
...
On the East Sea.
Watching those meteors disappear before his eyes, Wang Xiu's pale face revealed a contented smile.
"It's a success!"
He laughed, and then his vision went black, falling directly from the void.
The sound of exclamations echoed in his ears.
(End of this chapter)