Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations "That kid isn't dead yet. Someone has interfered, but it won't be the same as before.
After a slight pause, the indifferent voice continued to be heard from the black demonic aura.
"Everyone, go into seclusion. The day you recover completely will be the day I achieve my great cause!"
The voice spread across the barren land. Cracks spread across the land, lakes surged, and tides rose …
… … …
On the broken land, broken walls and mottled walls.
A middle-aged man in plain robes stood with his hands behind his back. His face was pale, but it couldn't hide his ethereal temperament. His eyes were lowered, and his expression was solemn, as if he was thinking about something.
"That kid is also dead. Is there really no way to reverse the calamity this time?"
A youth who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old had a solemn expression. There was no immaturity on his pale face, but instead, it was filled with vicissitudes and wisdom.
The middle-aged man's eyes were still lowered, as if he had naturally merged with the space of the land. His expression was very calm.
"Well, if there's really no way to reverse the calamity, the seal of this world has been broken, and we can go back. There are billions of lives here, and we can also do nothing. At most, we can bring some good seedlings with us and leave some seeds for this world."
The youth continued to speak. His eyes were as deep as black holes, as if they could see through space and see past and present lives.
"Everything is not set in stone yet!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man raised his head slightly and looked at the sky. There were faint runes flashing in his eyes.
"Do you think that we can stop the Demon God? Or do you think that the Nine Great Families, the Dragons, and the Phoenixes can stop the Demon God?"
The youth spoke. How could he not know that even if the five of them were at their peak, they wouldn't be able to do anything to the Demon God?
Back then, the Dragon God and the Lords of the Three Thousand Sectors had only sealed the Demon God and didn't kill him.
"It's not a matter of strength to kill the Demon God. Otherwise, Du Shaofu wouldn't have been recognized by the Divine Thunder Cauldron. The fact that the Thunder Martial Vein is in his body proves that this was arranged by the Lords of the Three Thousand Sectors," the middle-aged man said.
"But that brat is already dead, his corpse and primordial spirit turned into ashes, not leaving behind a single trace!" The youth's eyes narrowed.
They had already searched carefully. There was nothing in this world that could escape their prying and searching. Even if there was a trace of an undying primordial spirit, it could not escape their prying eyes.
"Is Du Shaofu really dead …" The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with doubt.
"You're saying that kid isn't dead?" The weathered youth asked in surprise.
"That kid has several types of Spirit Lightning on him. Even if that kid is dead, what about those Spirit Lightning?" the middle-aged man asked.
"It's impossible for the Spirit Thunder Soul Seed to be destroyed. It's possible that it has dissipated between heaven and earth. One day, it will reappear in this world," said the weathered youth.
"Even if the Spirit Thunder Soul Seed has dissipated, there will definitely be traces left behind. However, we haven't found any traces."
The middle-aged man shook his head and looked at the weathered youth. "The Fiendcelestial was once again injured by the Dragon God. I believe that the Lord of the Three Thousand Sectors must have other plans."
After a slight pause, the middle-aged man continued, "Moreover, there are many variables in this world. What will happen in the end is still unknown."
"But the Nine Great Families, the Dragons, the Phoenixes, and the others, those people may not necessarily take action. They will most likely stay out of harm's way and seek protection," said the youth.
"The great calamity has arrived once again. This is the final calm. As for what will happen in the end, it will depend on the will of the heavens."
The middle-aged man sighed softly. The aura on his body fluctuated silently, causing the space to tremble quietly.
… … …
The Ancient Heaven Sect, a boundless mountain range. The mountain peaks stood tall and verdant.
Above the mountain peaks, clouds curled up.
"My disciple, you won't die. You definitely won't die."
On the mountain peak, an old man in a green and white robe with an ancient sword on his back was standing. At this moment, half of his fluttering white hair was disheveled. His originally elegant white hair and white beard were stained with tears, saliva, and snot. It was unknown whether it was because of his tears, saliva, or snot, but it made him look like an immortal who had descended to the mortal world. In particular, his two front teeth protruded out of his mouth. At this moment, he was crying softly and spitting saliva, which made people look at him in a new light.
However, at this moment, everyone could see the grief in the old man's eyes. At this age, he was still crying like a child. It was clear how deep the pain in his heart was.
… … …
It had been half a month since the Heavenly Devil Battlefield appeared. In the Three Continents, Kyushu, billions of creatures were still immersed in fear and panic.
In the empty space, it was dark all around. This place seemed to exist in a crack in space. Only the occasional sound of air currents could be heard.
In this dark space, if one looked carefully, one would see a strand of white light flickering in the distance. Black and white alternated, but the cycle would never be extinguished. An invisible and mysterious ancient energy rippled, enveloping a mass of blood-red mist.
"Hiss …"
Strangely, golden light flickered in the blood-red mist, and arcs of electricity pulsed …
After who knew how long, when Du Shaofu regained consciousness, he felt pain from the depths of his soul.
However, apart from consciousness and pain, he could not sense any light. Du Shaofu tried his best to open his eyes, but he found that everything was out of his control.
This strand of consciousness that he had recovered was too weak. It was like floating duckweed.
Du Shaofu recalled everything. He had suffered a final blow from the demon god. Both his body and soul had collapsed under the impact. He had been unable to block it at all.
"I don't seem to have died …"
However, at this moment, this strand of consciousness that he had recovered allowed Du Shaofu to know that he was not dead.
Trying hard to recall, Du Shaofu remembered that when he was completely powerless, there was a mysterious black and white circle of light that enveloped him.
In this silent and dark space, time did not seem to exist. He did not know how much time had passed.
The strand of consciousness that Du Shaofu had recovered was getting stronger and stronger. His soul was also gradually awakening. Du Shaofu could even feel the power of the spiritual thunder that had fused with his soul.
"Everything collapsed. I have survived a great disaster …"
After probing with his soul, Du Shaofu realized why his vision was pitch black. It turned out that his body had been shattered into pieces long ago. Even his soul had been greatly affected.
This kind of influence was fatal to the body and soul of any expert. It was impossible to come out unscathed.
However, Du Shaofu knew that he was not dead. His body had been shattered, and he had the Immortal Xuan Body. This was the perverse part of the Immortal Xuan Body.
"Eh …"
After probing, Du Shaofu discovered that the black and white circle of light around his shattered body had a mysterious and ancient aura. It was separated by an arc in the middle. The black and white circles cycled endlessly, like the alternation of day and night.
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