The Emperor-slaying battle was over.
In the sky above Xian Hong Mountain, the projection of the Emperor-slaying battle created by the old monster of the Three Pristine Daoist Gate also dissipated along with their departure.
The Emperor Slaying Chart, which had a new name and a long arrow, spun at the last moment and released a total of nine golden rings that looked like golden powder. After sprinkling into the nine heavens, it fell heavily into the depths of Xianhong Mountain.
At this time, the only thing that could let all living beings witness the scene of the first Emperor-slaying battle of the Lu Family since ancient times was the Battle Sage Immortal Saber that remained motionless in the vast void.
This saber had a Great Emperor stabbed into it.
This Great Emperor was still screaming miserably.
In the words of the Flower Empress, this Great Emperor named Miao Di needed to die for a while because he was too powerful.
In the Nine Heavens after the Nine Heavens, killing an Emperor had already become an extremely absurd thing.
Even in the battlefield where humans and devils danced together, the people of the Nine Heavens hadn't heard of such a thing for a long time.
However, this saber, the person stabbed into it, and the gradually fading screams of this person were hanging high above the heads of all living beings in the Nine Heavens. They were telling them through a resplendent form that was like the endless gushing of the Heavenly Dao —
This wasn't an illusion.
It was reality.
Miao Di died a beautiful death.
Before he died, he turned into a fountain that was even more resplendent than the sun in the Nine Heavens.
The area covered by this fountain was more than a trillion li.
A trillion li of brilliance formed an extremely beautiful scene in the Nine Heavens.
At the end of this beautiful scene, two words were engraved — Lu Family.
This was a super force of the Nine Heavens that hadn't painted for a long time.
If one were to say that since ancient times, the Lu Clan had lived in a magnificent legend created by all living beings … ….
Now, this legend had a thick and heavy color — it was bloody and violent, and it was also worthy of respect and reverence.
The people of the Three Pristine Daoist Gate left.
But more and more people came.
The ancient Lu Feiyang appeared for the first time. He didn't go through any wind and rain, and even caused all kinds of suspicions and rumors to spread.
But this time, he came out again and became the final finishing touch to this beautiful scene.
Lu Feiyang's appearance in the background of the Great Emperor's death undoubtedly shattered all doubts and rumors.
Therefore …
Even after his second appearance, he only appeared in front of everyone for a short period of time on his way back to the Lu Family. Not only was the brilliance he radiated not inferior to that of the ancient times, it was even more bizarre and breathtaking.
And the reason why it was called shocking and strange was because —
"Master, how could Lu Fei, Yang Ru, block Emperor Miao?"
At the last moment when Sect Master Yu, accompanied by two Daoist children, entered the thousand-foot-wide area in the clouds and mist, an Elder could not help but speak.
However, the response he received was only the surging clouds that covered a thousand feet of land.
In an instant, the sliver of hope that he might be able to counterattack that lingered in the depths of his blank eyes disappeared.
Because he understood …
At this moment, Lu Feiyang's identity could no longer be doubted — even if the Lu Family deliberately gave Lu Feiyang the last chance to make a comeback, so that Lu Feiyang could block the easily believed rumor of Emperor Miao.
Therefore, in this battle to kill the Great Emperor, the Lu Family had won completely.
And since this battle had involved an unimaginable number of six Great Emperors from the beginning to the end …
This battle even ranked in the top three of the Great Emperor Slaying Chart.
But the Lu Family had lost an Ancestor.
Ancestor Lu Feng, ranked sixth in the Lu Family, was Lu Ya's sixth brother, and was also the most well-known expert in the Nine Heavens besides Lu Ya.
In the eyes of everyone, this expert lived in the ancient legends, and lived at the peak of the current world.
Not only did he follow behind Lu Ya in the chaotic prehistoric times, but he also became a banner in the war against the Demons that lasted for countless eras.
He was indifferent.
But his indifference was not his true nature.
His true nature was fiery.
This kind of cold and fiery personality even became a kind of spirit and benchmark that the Lu Family displayed to the outside world.
As for the benchmark known as Lu Feng, how much did he contribute to the Nine Heavens fighting against the Demons —
One only needed to look at the Demon Slaying Bone Tablet that stood in the middle of that battlefield to know.
Now, this benchmark had fallen in the battle to kill the Great Emperor.
Just as the living beings around the world silently began to mourn for this living legend …
Xian Hong Mountain was also covered in white.
Xie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked up at the fountain that was even more dazzling than the sun.
White was not the mourning clothes worn by the Lu Family.
Instead, it was the light from the fountain that covered Xian Hong Mountain like a white cloth.
However, Xian Hong Mountain was not warm at all. Even the Kingdom of the Nine States, which had transformed into a small star outside of Xian Hong Mountain, seemed to have become the eyes of a dead fish, without the slightest bit of warmth.
Standing in the place where he had once lived actually produced such a feeling. Xie Tian felt that if he wasn't calm, he would definitely go crazy.
Because …
Right now, the Little Tyrant of Primordial Chaos was a little deranged.
This was the place he was most familiar with, but also the place he hated the most.
When the Little Tyrant, who was confused by Lu Feng's death, regained his senses and realized that he was standing on this mountain again, he paced around the throne in frustration.
Xie Tian could see that the resentment and hatred he was familiar with had appeared on the Little Tyrant's face again.
Whenever these resentment and hatred accumulated to a certain extent, the Little Tyrant's expression would become cold and resolute.
This resolute expression only meant one thing, and that was to leave Xian Hong Mountain as soon as possible.
But every time this happened, his resolute eyes would uncontrollably surge with a sense of sorrow.
This sorrow was very powerful. Not only did it immediately cause the Little Tyrant to fall into a state of confusion, it also shattered his resolute desire to leave.
Seeing the Little Tyrant like this, Xie Tian knew that his choice this time was correct.
Thus, not only did he not leave, he did not even retort when others addressed him as such.
"Young Master, Second Patriarch wants you to go over."
In less than a night, Lu Xiaoxiao had grown up a lot.
Looking back at this young face, Xie Tian could not find the slightest bit of immaturity.
The thick sorrow injected too much heaviness into this face, making it unable to fly or jump. The only thing that remained was his brows that were bent by the weight.
"My condolences."
He did not reject the Little Tyrant's address.
He did not reject the Little Tyrant's guidance.
When they parted, the two words that Xie Tian uttered softly caused Lu Xiaoxiao's eyes, which he originally thought would no longer produce tears, to immediately moisten.
Fortunately, he only sobbed lightly this time. Then, he nodded and turned to leave.
However, after taking two steps, Lu Xiaoxiao stopped.
"The one who should be the most condolences should be you, young master …"
Looking at the fountain hanging in the sky, Lu Xiaoxiao murmured, and then continued to leave with heavy steps.
(End of this chapter)
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