On the green grassland, a white tombstone quietly faced the breeze. There was no word above the tombstone, but it was full of the vicissitudes of time.
A young man stood silently in front of the tombstone. His eyes were filled with both compassion and relief.
A man and a tombstone stood facing each other. No matter how many days and nights passed, the tombstone was still standing on the grass, and the man did not move an inch. It was as if he would stand there forever, even if the earth grew old and the sky became desolate.
Until the arrival of an uninvited guest broke the silence here.
The man had white hair, wrinkled face, and slightly bent back, which showed his old age. Only his pair of eyes were still as sharp as the autumn water. At his waist was a long sword, which was as bright as the Milky Way, indicating the identity of this person. He was the Head of Lingjian School, the successor of the Stellar Sword Method, Feng Yin Daoist Master.
"You're still here?"
Hearing the voice behind him, the young man seemed to wake up from a dream. He turned his head and reluctantly put on a polite smile on his face, but he couldn't even say a word of greeting.
Feng Yin Daoist Master didn't say much. He just took two steps forward and stood side by side with the young man, silently watching the blank tombstone.
After a long time, Feng Yin sighed. "God's will makes fun of people."
The young man was stunned, and then his face showed bitterness. "God's will? I don't believe in God's will all my life, and I don't believe in God's will. However, today, if it's not God's will making fun of people … how could things end up like this? "
"Before I came …" Feng Yin softly said, "I wanted to say my condolences to you, but when I thought of what this person did, I couldn't say it."
The young man closed his eyes and also sighed.
"In the second half of Xia Yu's life, he did all kinds of evil things. Even I, his son, wanted to rebel against him. He really doesn't deserve any condolences … I should thank you for leaving this cemetery for him in this reborn Southern Heaven Region."
Feng Yin said, "Xia Yu is, after all, the leader of the Immortal Path. In the first half of his life, he was wise and powerful, and made outstanding military achievements. The Immortal World was once the dream of us Nine Regions cultivators. Let this tombstone be a tribute to the Immortal World, to the dream of cultivation. "
"That's right. There's no Immortal Realm left. It's impossible for a new Immortal Realm to be born in the Great Thousand Worlds."
At this point, both of them could not help but fall silent.
After a long time, Feng Yin asked, "What do you plan to do after this? Was he really going to explore the Wall of Worlds? Actually, you don't have to … "
Senior Immortal Xiaoyao interrupted, "I know. I am very grateful that you can accept me, a defeated prisoner, regardless of the former enmity. However, Nine Regions is not my home. I am different from those Immortals who ascended from Nine Regions. I was born in the Immortal World and grew up in the Immortal World. The Immortal World has been destroyed. Although this world is big, there is no place for me. Moreover, the longer I stay here, the harder it will be for me to bear the torment of my conscience. So … please forgive me for rejecting your kind intentions. "
Feng Yin was a little regretful. "However, the Wall of Worlds …"
"Well, the Wall of Worlds is dangerous. Even with Xia Yu's strength, he doesn't have much confidence in breaking through it. I'm probably going to die on this trip." Xiaoyao said with a smile, "However, I have no regrets in dying on the eve of the new world. What's more, I have someone to accompany me on this trip, so I won't be lonely."
While speaking, a beautiful figure floated over from afar.
It was a slender and light woman with a glittering and translucent gem in the center of her forehead. Her eyebrows were indifferent with a smile, and she was extremely beautiful.
When Feng Yin saw the woman, he raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "She is …"
"My wife, Yanluo." Senior Immortal Xiaoyao gently stated her identity and stopped Feng Yin's intention to continue to ask with a firm look.
Feng Yin did have a lot of doubts in his heart. Yanluo, the commander of the Immortal World's slave army, should have died in the hands of Wang Lu. Even her body was broken and incomplete. Later, although it was recovered by Xiaoyao, the dead could not be resurrected. So, what was this Yanluo? What's more, wasn't the love of Senior Immortal Xiaoyao Xia Xiaohe? Why did he call Yanluo his wife?
However, out of respect for Xiaoyao, Feng Yin did not look for the root of the problem, nor did he open his Stellar Divine Eyes to see the real situation of Yanluo.
Senior Immortal Xiaoyao saluted Feng Yin again and said in a clear voice, "I have been delayed here for long enough. I will go with my wife. I hope to see you in the new world in my lifetime. When we meet again, I will prepare good wine and delicious food." Then, Senior Immortal Xiaoyao took Yanluo's hand, flew in the air, and soon disappeared into the sky.
Feng Yin looked at their backs in the distance, and after a long time, he sighed again. It was just that before the sigh fell, he heard someone snorting coldly behind him.
"Humph, this bastard is about to die, but he still has a sharp tongue."
Hearing this voice, Feng Yin quickly turned around and cupped his hands, "Golden King, you're here too?"
"Humph!"
The blond and red-eyed Golden King glanced at Feng Yin with some disgust and said, "You hypocritical bastards, you know that he won't live long, why do you still insist on keeping him here? If he wants to die in the Wall of Worlds, just let him be. "
Feng Yin smiled and didn't say much.
He was very clear about the purpose of Golden King's visit. When the group of Immortals besieged Spirit Sword Mountain, Golden King almost single-handedly propped up the line of defense … Then he was knocked down by Senior Immortal Xiaoyao and seriously injured.
For the arrogant Golden King, that battle was simply a great shame and humiliation. Although everyone thought that it was great for him to fight against a God-level Immortal as a demigod, Golden King himself was obviously not satisfied. Therefore, the resentment in his heart toward Senior Immortal Xiaoyao could be imagined.
Feng Yin came to say goodbye to Xiaoyao, and Golden King also came to say goodbye in another form.
Unfortunately, Feng Yin came early enough to intercept all the plans of Golden King, so that he could only curse a few words to vent his anger.
"A patricide short-lived ghost, coupled with a Corpse Girl that fuses two personalities, it's a good death-seeking combination …"
As a result, before Golden King could finish his words, he felt a chill behind his back.
"Is this your magnanimity as the Golden King, Gil?"
Golden King's face suddenly twisted and tangled, and then he squeezed out a few words from his teeth, "Knight King … What are you doing here?"
Aya was silent. Her clear blue eyes quietly watched the Golden King. And this silence made Golden King more and more uncomfortable.
"Humph! I know! I'm going to prepare for the expedition, but don't even think about running away! You're the main commander in the expedition to the Western Continent! "
Aya raised her eyebrows and said, "When did I say I'm going to run away? Besides, you said I'm the main commander, then what are you? My boss? "
"I …" Golden King was unable to speak for a long time. Finally, he turned around and left with a look of exasperation on his face.
After Golden King left, Aya stood silently in front of the tombstone for a while, feeling a little melancholy in her heart.
The Immortal World had been destroyed, and the Pantheon was actually just a dying struggle, struggling at death's door. Even if there was no expedition organized by Golden King, it was only a matter of time before it was destroyed … This old world really didn't have much time left.
It was not a bad move for Senior Immortal Xiaoyao to choose to die in the Wall of Worlds. At least, he would be remembered as a great pioneer, although the fact that he carried a Corpse Girl with him was a bit …
For the current Nine Regions, there was no time to slowly rebuild after the war. In less than a hundred years, Nine Regions must begin to migrate and break through the Wall of Worlds and enter the new world before its own lifespan was exhausted. There were countless challenges to be faced. Winning the victory against the Immortal World was actually just the beginning, and the real test was yet to come.
However, the most difficult hurdle had been passed, and the next hurdle must be infinite light.
Aya looked up at the sun sky and smiled slightly.
For the sake of this peaceful sun sky, countless people had sacrificed their lives, and their sacrifice would not become meaningless.
— —
"Don't worry, your sacrifice will not become meaningless."
At the same time, on an unknown mountain in Nine Regions, there was a bamboo room and a crystal-like lake. There was a nameless stone tablet beside the lake. In front of the tablet, a woman in white sat on the ground, her eyes full of sadness.
"The post-war reconstruction work has gone smoothly. Although this fierce war has greatly damaged the vitality of Nine Regions, there are still a lot of things to be done, but we can see a prosperous atmosphere. The great unification of Nine Regions, which has not been seen for tens of thousands of years, has finally been achieved. Even the destroyed Southern Heaven Region has been reborn in just a few months … I believe that in less than a hundred years, we can be ready for migration."
The woman whispered and then picked up the wine gourd and drank for half a day.
"So, you can rest assured that Nine Regions will have a bright and beautiful future. It will."
"So, you can go in peace. I will take good care of your legacy, including the treasures that have been buried in Nine Regions for many years, including your Wisdom Sect that has an amazing ability to accumulate wealth, including little Liu Li, Zhu Shiyao …"
Before she finished speaking, the blue sky and white clouds above her head suddenly turned black, and a thick thunderbolt fell from the sky.
"Bitch, I'm supervising the work in the Southern Heaven Region. It's fine if you're lazy and don't work hard, but you're also cursing me here?"
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