The lament in his ears gradually dissipated and was replaced by a slightly amiable call.
This call seemed to have some kind of magical power that pulled Jian Wushuang, whose heart was almost dead, back from the depraved consciousness.
He opened his eyes reluctantly and saw a thin and thin face.
Jian Wushuang instantly woke up. His subconscious reaction caused him to move back several feet and look at the white-robed old man warily.
The old man with the thin face didn't blame Jian Wushuang for his rudeness. He stood up with a smile and introduced himself. "Hello, little fellow, my name is Shi Ting."
Without any carelessness, Jian Wushuang thought for a moment and said, "Greetings, Old Sir."
Being able to appear here and not being from the Divine Palace of Life, just these two factors alone were enough to raise Jian Wushuang's vigilance to the highest level.
At the same time, he also began to wonder if the scene of the ultimate battle that had occurred before was caused by this old man in front of him.
The old man who called himself Shi Ting waved his hand with a smile. "It's fate that we met here. There's no need to be restrained."
Jian Wushuang was unmoved. When he saw the scene around him, he was in a daze for a moment.
Countless broken bones were either buried or exposed on the ground. Broken divine weapons and blood-stained armor were mostly buried by sand and stones.
Even though the Great Dao had fallen for hundreds of millions of years, that incomparably pure divine power was still protecting its master, just like in the past.
The scene in front of him was just like what he had seen before.
It was just that the supreme beings had all fallen.
"Is this the real Land of the Sorrowful Swan?" Jian Wushuang asked himself. For a moment, he didn't know how to express his inner thoughts.
Shi Ting smiled slightly, and the scene on the ground was reflected in his not-so-clear eyes. "You call it the Land of the Sorrowful Swan. In my heart, it's the Land of the Buried Gods."
"They're all gone …"
Shi Ting's words were relaxed, but there was a sense of melancholy and loneliness in the end.
Jian Wushuang was startled and looked at Shi Ting with a strange expression. It wasn't difficult to tell from his words that this old man seemed to have lived through that era and had lived until now …
However, ever since he saw that scene, Jian Wushuang didn't believe that a supreme being could survive that ultimate battle no matter what.
As if he could sense Jian Wushuang's thoughts, Shi Ting recovered from his memories and said, "I volunteered to wait here just to find the person who should come."
"The person who should come? Me? "Jian Wushuang didn't know how to express his attitude.
Without waiting for him to speak, Shi Ting asked again, "Little guy, why did you come to this place?"
As soon as he said that, Jian Wushuang felt a little embarrassed. The godly power universe had fallen, and as the new palace master of the Godly Palace of Life, after careful consideration, he was prepared to come to the Land of the Sorrowful Swan to recuperate, but he didn't know how to say those words.
Shi Ting didn't seem to have much malice, but if he didn't keep them here, it would be easy for him to suppress or expel them with a wave of his hand.
Jian Wushuang didn't dare to take the risk of speaking rashly.
During this short stalemate, Jian Wushuang suddenly realized that the three Universe Boats carrying the entire Godly Palace of Life didn't seem to have followed him to the Land of the Sorrowful Swan.
His heart trembled. The tens of thousands of disciples of the Godly Palace of Life were the last sustenance of the godly power universe. If there were any losses, it would be a disaster for the godly power universe.
"No, no …" Jian Wushuang hurriedly turned around to look for the whereabouts of the Universe Boats.
Shi Ting stopped him in time. "Little fellow, are you looking for these things?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Ting stretched out his hand and waved it into the distance. The originally dim world suddenly rippled like the surface of a water surface.
Then, the space opened outward, and the Universe Boat, which was comparable to a star, slowly sailed out of the crack. However, the deathly silence on the deck made Jian Wushuang instantly nervous.
He knew very well how powerful the dark passageway leading to the Land of the Sorrowful Swan was. Even Blood Wave Supreme and the others had been confused. Those with weaker divine senses might have died on the spot.
Jian Wushuang didn't have time to greet Shi Ting. He leaped onto the deck and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the scene in front of him.
He saw that Blood Pool Supreme and the others were leaning against the railing of the boat and had fallen asleep. Judging from their long breaths, they weren't in any danger.
"Their realms are too weak. If they resolutely entered the Land of the Buried Gods, their realms would be damaged at best, and their souls would be lost in the Land of the Buried Gods. Therefore, I had no choice but to put them into a deep sleep to avoid the many restrictions."
Following the voice was a straight and thin figure standing behind Jian Wushuang.
After hearing the explanation, Jian Wushuang didn't hesitate at all. He turned around and cupped his hands. "Thank you for your help, Old Mister. I sincerely thank you."
Shi Ting smiled and waved his hand. "Don't be in such a hurry to thank me. Although I helped to protect them, those with weak realms and divine senses might not be able to escape this calamity."
Jian Wushuang's heart sank. He hurriedly urged his divine sense to wake them up, but on second thought, he was afraid that his divine sense wouldn't be able to wake them up. He immediately urged the blood of origin in his body and waved it at them.
As expected, with the blood of origin, Blood Wave, Huge Axe, Lan Lan, and Leng Rushuang were the first to wake up.
"Greetings, Palace Master Wushuang!" When Blood Wave Supreme and the others looked at Jian Wushuang, they immediately turned around and knelt on one knee.
"Everyone, there's no need for those complicated formalities." Jian Wushuang stopped and motioned for them to get up.
Blood Wave Supreme shook his head, and two streams of tears suddenly gushed out of his eyes. "I thought that we could only nurse our grievances in that dark passage. I didn't expect that we would safely arrive at the Land of Sorrows. It seems that the Great Path doesn't stop at the Godly Power Universe and the Godly Palace of Life."
"Husband." Leng Rushuang couldn't hold it in anymore. She quickly walked into Jian Wushuang's arms and sobbed. "I thought I would never see you again."
Jian Wushuang stroked the hair of the fairy in his arms and whispered, "I promise you that even if I die, we will never never see each other again."
Most of the disciples of the Godly Palace in the first Universe Boat woke up, and they all revealed the joy of surviving a calamity.
Only Lan Lan, who was beside Blood Wave Supreme, calmed down and looked at the straight and thin figure behind Jian Wushuang.
"Now is not the time to be comforting," Jian Wushuang said. "I need to make an inventory of all the disciples to deal with what's coming next."
Leng Rushuang nodded and left his arms.
After exchanging glances with Blood Wave Supreme and the others, Jian Wushuang leaped toward the other two Universe Boats.
After a while, Jian Wushuang used the blood of origin to wake up the disciples in the other two boats.
There were a total of more than 14,600 disciples who had gone to the Land of Sorrows this time. In the end, nearly 3,000 of them stayed in the dark passage forever.
The rest of the disciples who were at a lower level were more or less affected.
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