Huaxia.
The place of Qi Source.
"John Doe … is dead?"
Almost everyone who had seen John Doe was shocked the moment they heard the news.
Especially in the Sword Pavilion's defense area.
The four family masters, the people from Pear Garden, Qing Yun, and the others who came with John Doe from Huaxia Wulin couldn't believe it when they heard the news from the messenger.
Qing Yun was an exception.
The four family masters and Pear Garden had watched John Doe grow up step by step.
They had seen John Doe deal with countless disasters. They had seen John Doe in danger countless times. They had also heard that John Doe had died countless times.
However, John Doe had come back alive every time.
No matter what kind of opponent he faced, John Doe won.
How could John Doe die?
How was this possible?
No one was willing to believe that John Doe was really dead.
However, everyone knew very well that John Doe was facing Nirvana Lord, the big devil that the whole Huaxia Wulin had dealt with for hundreds of years.
Last time, when John Doe escaped from Nirvana Lord, everyone was very surprised.
No one had expected that.
John Doe could actually survive the pursuit of Nirvana Lord.
It was also because of the previous surprise that everyone knew in their hearts that John Doe's death had become a fact, although they were not willing to believe it.
After all, if Nirvana Lord really wanted to kill, even if the whole Huaxia Wulin rushed up, they would probably be wiped out.
How could John Doe survive when he fought against Nirvana Lord alone?
In a situation where they were extremely unwilling to believe it, everyone fell into silence.
On a mountain facing the flow of Qi Source.
This was originally the place that belonged to John Doe's cultivation.
On this flat grassland on the top of the mountain, two old men stood at the place where John Doe used to cultivate, looking at the extremely thick flow of Qi Source from afar.
"I just heard the news that John Doe …"
Standing beside the old master, Sima Chan, who had recovered from the serious injury caused by the backfire of peeping into the sky, sighed softly and said, "If you need, I can calculate for you to determine whether he is dead or alive."
As he spoke.
Sima Chan directly raised his right hand.
A streak of starlight suddenly appeared on his fingertip.
Just as the starlight was about to cut through Sima Chan's finger, the old man, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly extended his hand and pressed down, forcibly suppressing Sima Chan's arm.
"Life and death are determined by fate."
Looking at the thick stream of energy in the distance, the old man gently shook his head and said, "If he's still alive, even if you don't calculate, he's still alive. If he's dead, even if you calculate the result, he's still dead."
"Perhaps, I can try to deduce his location."
Sima Chan said.
"No need."
The old man shook his head again and said, "There's no need to use your life to calculate a result that won't be of much use whether you know it or not."
"Moreover, I don't think he will die just like that!"
Sima Chan glanced at the old man. He couldn't see any emotion on the old man's face. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly.
…
Sword Pavilion.
"Third old man, is John Doe real?"
The twelve Sword Envoys stood at the back of the mountain, outside the wooden house where the three old men usually meditated and cultivated. They looked at the three old men sitting cross-legged inside the wooden house and took the initiative to ask.
"Sigh."
The white-haired and black-browed Yuan Lao opened his eyes and let out a long sigh.
"Why are you sighing?"
The black-haired and white-browed Elder Qu's expression was cold. He glanced at Yuan Lao indifferently and said, "It's just a piece of news. Although it's proven that the Mayan energy source has been destroyed, no one has seen John Doe!"
"See what?"
Yuan Lao curled his lips and said regretfully, "How many people in this world can escape from the Nirvana Divine Lord? If John Doe was given a few more years, he might become that kind of person, but it's too early now. What a pity."
"Not necessarily."
Elder Qian, who had been silent all this while, also opened his eyes and said, "Life and death have never been something that can be guessed by people since ancient times. Some people are living well, but they die while walking. Some people are buried, but they come back to life."
"Every powerful figure has struggled out of the line between life and death."
Elder Qian paused and added, "If he lives, he will be Nirvana. If he dies, he will fall. Everything depends on him. We can't guess."
…
Laozi's relics.
This was a relic that belonged to John Doe. When the news of John Doe's death came, all the martial artists in the entire relic were silent.
The originally noisy secret realm of the relic seemed to have been muted, and it was terribly quiet.
Every single martial artist in the world was in the depths of the abyss.
They had all received John Doe's kindness.
Apart from this relic secret land, John Doe also brought a speedy cultivation method to everyone in the secret land, so that everyone's strength had been greatly improved.
Moreover, John Doe had once preached here.
Everyone who listened to him benefited a lot.
At this moment.
Hearing the news of John Doe's death, everyone didn't know how to feel. Anyway, it was very uncomfortable.
Above the clouds.
In the garden of the Diwu family, Yun Yangzi and Diwu Qian were walking side by side. They were ready to leave and return to the energy source.
"Do you believe it?"
Diwu Qian asked.
"I don't believe it, but I have to believe it."
Yun Yangzi frowned, shook his head, and said, "He …"
When the words were on the tip of his tongue, Yun Yangzi suddenly paused. Then he let out a long breath and added, "Although he came later than us, he has always been ahead of us. You and I are not even qualified to catch up with him, so I don't know. I can't see his path."
After saying that, a hint of bitterness emerged on Yun Yangzi's face.
"Yes."
Diwu Qian raised her head in disappointment and said, "The martial artists of our generation thought that we were living in an era of world peace. We thought that we could continue to cultivate without worry. But who knew that there were so many wars in this world?"
"What he saw was always more than what we saw. Maybe that's why he was so desperate when facing everything."
Yun Yangzi and Diwu Qian looked at each other, nodded slightly, and said, "In any case, we hope he can come back."
…
In the square under the clouds.
"John Doe is dead?"
After getting the quick cultivation method, Elder Yi's strength had been greatly improved, and he had become much younger than before.
"No."
"He won't die. He can't die!"
Thinking of the young man who had participated in the battle in his manor, Elder Yi shook his head repeatedly.
He didn't believe it.
In his heart, he had always held great hope. He always thought that John Doe would never die so easily.
Similarly.
After He Gaoming and the others learned about it.
All the brothers who followed John Doe were instantly enveloped by an unbearable sense of depression and grief.
"Impossible. It's absolutely impossible."
"How could the boss die?"
"The boss won't die. The boss definitely won't die."
Above the clouds, He Gaoming and all the brothers gathered together. All of them shook their heads frantically and didn't want to believe the news.
However, as they spoke, everyone's eyes turned red.
Silent tears flowed down from everyone's reddened eyes.
There was no sound.
Even if their tears flowed, no one sobbed.
"I'm going to cultivate."
After a long silence, He Gaoming opened his mouth and said in an extremely hoarse voice, "I believe the boss will come back. If he doesn't come back, I will avenge him!"
"Avenge the boss!"
"We want to avenge the boss!"
The brothers were all clenching their teeth tightly. Their faces were filled with anger as they crazily immersed themselves in cultivation and training, as if they were bewitched.
…
In Beijiang.
In the military restricted area, at the base.
"John Doe …"
Li Ji, who had received the news, stood in the room where he often contacted John Doe. He held the landline phone in his hand and stood there as if he had lost his soul. The beeping sound of the disconnection from the other end of the phone lasted for a long time, but it didn't wake him up.
At this moment.
He thought of what had happened since the first day he met John Doe. He thought of John Doe's contributions and everything he had done for Huaxia over the years. He also thought of John Doe's true identity.
Scenes kept flashing in front of him.
Every scene that flashed by made his heart feel as if it had been pierced by needles. It was a heart-wrenching pain.
This heart-wrenching pain pulled him out of his trance.
"Ha …"
As if collapsing, Li Ji's body went limp. He slapped his left hand on the table in front of him. His eyes were red, as if he had an acute illness, and he gasped for breath.
There was no sound of sobbing.
After gasping for a long time, Li Ji gradually stabilized his breathing. Then he put down the landline phone, picked it up again, and dialed a phone number with trembling hands.
"Hello?"
A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Reporting."
Li Ji gritted his teeth and said, "About John Doe, should we express our condolences to his family?"
As soon as he said that.
The person on the other end of the phone was also silent.
After a long time.
"Let's, let's wait a little longer."
There was a response from the other end of the phone, and then the phone was hung up.
On the other side.
In the cultivation base located in the military restricted area.
"Alas …"
After finishing her work, she habitually walked to Fang Qiu's office to help him clean up. As soon as she walked to Fang Qiu's desk, she suddenly felt a pain in her heart. Her legs went limp, and her eyelids began to twitch wildly.
"What's wrong with me?"
Jiang Miaoyu quickly stabilized her body and sat on Fang Qiu's office chair. She took a few loud breaths, then rubbed her heart and said, "Why do I suddenly feel so flustered?"
Perhaps it was her sixth sense, or some other reason, or perhaps it was because she hadn't contacted Fang Qiu for a long time. Jiang Miaoyu took out her mobile phone and immediately called Fang Qiu.
"Sorry, the number you have dialed is powered off. Please try again later."
A ruthless reminder came from the other end of the phone.
Jiang Miaoyu hung up the phone and dialed again.
It was still turned off.
After waiting for half an hour, she was still flustered, and Fang Qiu's phone still didn't get through. Jiang Miaoyu stood up and looked outside. She wanted to find Fang Qiu's parents, but as soon as she stepped out, she immediately stopped.
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