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Dilapidated city walls, collapsed palaces, withered ancient trees!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The Desolate Country was the same as the other places in this world. After being baptized by the Devil religion, it was filled with a sense of decay!
Only a rough outline of the stone city was left in the midst of the ruins. The buildings were beyond recognition!
The only place that was slightly better preserved was probably the Desolate Country's imperial palace!
However, this kind of completeness was only relative!
Most of the originally magnificent and solemn palaces had collapsed at this time, and only a few scattered places were still preserved!
Among them was the Du family's ancestral house.
In the horizon, the remaining light of the setting sun had dissipated. Only a dim light shone, and the entire world was hazy!
"Creak!"
There was the sound of a door being pushed open. A door in the Du family's ancestral house was gently pushed open!
Du Tingxuan, Han Aotong, Du Shaojing, Du Zhenwu, Du Zhixiong, Du Xiaoman, Du Yunlong, Du Xiaoyao, Little Xingxing, Du Xiaoba, Du Xiaohuang, and the others filed in and stood in the middle of the hall!
Behind them were Dongli Qingqing, Ou Yangshuang, Su Muxin, Qi Yexi, Ye Zijin, Zi Xuan, Sima Muhan, Du Xiaoqing, Yi Wuming, Murong Youruo, and the others!
"Third Uncle, will there really be a miracle if we do this?"
Du Xiaoman's pretty face was filled with sorrow. Her pair of dim eyes looked at Du Tingxuan as she could not help but ask.
"I don't know either, but I want to try!"
Du Tingxuan did not look at Du Xiaoman. He only said softly.
Then, with a flip of his wrist, he took out an item from his Heaven-Earth Bag. It was Du Shaofu's remaining head.
"Father … Wu wu …"
"Brother …"
"Shaofu …"
Seeing Du Shaofu's head being taken out, everyone behind Du Tingxuan burst into tears in an instant!
Especially Han Aotong, Du Xiaoba, Du Xiaohuang, Du Xiaolin, and the others. They immediately burst into tears as if their hearts and lungs were being torn apart!
Ou Yangshuang, Dongli Qingqing, and the other girls were all in grief. Their tears fell like beads!
Du Zhenwu, Du Zhixiong, Du Yunlong, and Zhen Qingchun were no exception.
"My father will definitely come back!"
Beside Du Tingxuan, Little Star's large eyes were completely red. There was a sparkling light brewing within them. However, he forcefully endured it and did not cry out. Instead, he solemnly vowed.
"Brother will definitely come back!"
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"Let's hope there will be another miracle!"
Du Tingxuan gazed at Du Shaofu's face thoughtfully. On the pale, bloodless face, Du Shaofu had closed his eyes, and the hideous look on his face was gone. His lips were even curled up a little bit, as if he had sensed the end of the catastrophe of the Devil religion and was therefore overjoyed!
After a long time, Du Tingxuan took a deep breath and stepped forward slowly. His body also released a stream of aura that spread out in the air!
In front of him, there was a stone coffin. As Du Tingxuan walked forwards, under the push of his aura, the stone tiles began to creak as the lid of the stone coffin began to slowly open!
Du Tingxuan walked to the side of the stone coffin, held Du Shaofu's head, and gently put it into the stone coffin.
"Wu, wu …"
In the central room, everyone was crying even harder. They all rushed to the edge of the stone coffin and looked at the face of the young man lying inside quietly.
"Get out of the way!"
Du Tingxuan said with a sigh. Hearing this, everyone still looked at Du Shaofu reluctantly for the last time, but they all stepped aside obediently.
Then, in front of their eyes, Du Tingxuan stretched out his hands. With a click, the stone lid gently closed.
"Shaofu!"
"Brother!"
"Father!"
Han Aotong, Du Xiaoqing, Du Xiaolin, and the others all sobbed. They were very sad.
Although they were full of hope and hope that Du Shaofu would wake up again one day, they also knew that it all depended on a miracle!
It was very likely that they would never see the existence of that young man again in the future!
"His physical body has been destroyed, and only his head is left. His Primordial Spirit has been burned up. Is there really a miracle?"
Du Tingxuan looked at the tightly sealed stone coffin and could not help but sigh in his heart.
In fact, not only Du Tingxuan, but everyone behind him also knew this. They knew that the possibility of Du Shaofu coming back to life was too slim!
Although everyone knew this in their hearts, none of them were willing to say it out loud!
No matter what, they had to leave some hope for themselves, for the Du Family, for the Desolate Country, and for many people in this world!
"This stone coffin is an ancient object. It has always been placed in the Du Family's ancestral hall. No one knows its exact origins, but I think it should be related to the Du Family's ancestors! Let's wait and see. Who knows when Shaofu will come back! "
Du Tingxuan faced the crowd and forced a smile as he said this.
The reason why he said this was indeed based on evidence. It was not fabricated out of thin air.
When Du Shaofu was young, Du Tingxuan would often carry him into this stone coffin to sleep. It was also because of this that Du Shaofu's rise was achieved step by step, and he was able to awaken the Du Family's Lightning Martial Vein!
And this Lightning Martial Vein was engraved by the Du Family's ancestors. For it to awaken in Du Shaofu's body, it might be closely related to this stone coffin!
Therefore, Du Tingxuan wanted to give it a try, hoping to obtain a miracle from this ancient stone coffin!
"Let's go. Let Shaofu be alone for a while!"
Du Zhenwu said softly and waved his hand at the crowd.
"All these years, he has endured too much alone. This time, let him have a good rest!"
Du Zhixiong sighed softly. Under Du Zhenwu's signal, he slowly turned around and walked out of the door.
"That's right. Let him rest! But when he wakes up again, I'm afraid he will continue to make trouble! "
Yi Wuming followed closely behind Du Zhixiong and turned around. As he spoke, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth into a slight smile.
"Let him make trouble. Anyway, this world can't trap him anymore. Let him go out and make trouble!"
Du Zhixiong said. After saying this, he couldn't help but laugh loudly.
But everyone present could hear how much sadness and grief was hidden in this laughter!
"Xiaoba, let's go and wait for my father's return!"
Little Xingxing held Du Xiaohuang and Little Kylin in each hand. After calling Du Xiaoba, the four of them left together.
"The remnants of the Devil religion in the outside world haven't been cleared up yet. I'll go and kill them first!"
Du Xiaoyao turned around domineeringly. In a burst of golden light, his figure directly escaped into the sky.
"Wait for me!"
Zhen Qing Chun called out, and then he disappeared from where he stood.
Then, Du Shaojing, Du Yunlong, Du Xiaoman and the others flew out one after another and swept into the distance.
Outside the house, Jialou Jueyu, Ye Piaoling, Qiangu Yu and the others also followed.
Soon, the rest of the people also walked out of the Du family's ancestral hall. Suddenly, it became extremely quiet.
The sun set and the moon rose. Night covered the earth. The whole Stone City of the Huang Country also seemed quiet.
After sending Du Shaofu into the stone coffin, most of the experts left to pursue the remnants of the Devil religion.
The next day, under the arrangement of Yi Wuming, the Stone City became lively again.
Countless figures appeared, bustling about in various places.
Huge stones and thick logs were continuously moved here. The Stone City entered the stage of repair after the great calamity.
For cultivators, building a palace was a waste of talent. But when it was really done, the speed was astonishing!
In just a few days, the entire Stone City and the entire Imperial Palace were brand new. Palaces stood tall and the roads were paved. The layout was exactly the same as before.
"The Stone City doesn't need to engrave arrays in the future. With the current strength of the Huang Country, I'm afraid no one will dare to provoke us!"
Yi Wuming looked at everything familiar and muttered.
"The Dragon Veins that were broken in the war still need to be connected. No matter what, the Huang Country's luck cannot be damaged!"
Murong Youruo said from the side. She had a slender waist and white hands.
"Yes, perhaps the Dragon Qi of the Huang Country's Imperial Palace can have some unexpected effects!"
Yi Wuming tilted his head and looked at the Du family's ancestral hall.
"Mm!"
Murong You Ruo softly nodded her head in agreement.
She knew that the unexpected effects that Old Yi was talking about was Du Shaofu, who was placed in the stone coffin.
Regardless of whether the Imperial Palace's Dragon Qi could really have an effect, they had to try. It was not a bad thing.
"By the way, Old Yi, Ba Ying has been found!"
Murong Youruo said softly as she reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
In the fierce battle a few days ago, Du Shaofu had been worshipped by all the living beings in the world. He had attracted the most powerful Imperial Qi and reached the peak of the Heavenly Saint Realm. He had used the Desolate Country's new seal, Ba Ying, to fight against the Demon God.
But in the end, under the Demon God's attack, Ba Ying was sent flying. In the midst of the great battle, no one had the mind to search for his whereabouts.
And after the great calamity ended, Du Tingxuan had immediately found him.
"It's good that you've found him. I'll go find someone to connect the Dragon Veins!"
Old Yi said as he hurriedly turned and left.
With the Desolate Country's current strength, connecting the Dragon Veins was naturally not a problem. With a half-step Heavenly Saint expert like Zhen Qingchun, everything would be easy!
After a few days, Du Xiaoyao, Jialou Jueyu, Ye Piaoling, Du Yunlong, Qiang Guyu, Zhen Qingchun, and the others had all returned from outside.
The Demon God and several Demon Emperors were all dead. The Devil religion was defeated like a landslide. They could only be ruthlessly slaughtered.
And with the addition of many half-step Heavenly Saint experts, it was like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood. It was difficult for the people of the Devil religion to even escape.
In a few days, most of the remnants of the Devil religion had been killed. Only a few unsightly clowns were still hiding everywhere, struggling at death's door.
However, the other forces in this world continued to wipe out the Devil religion. They swore to uproot the Devil religion and not let a single one of them go!
After Zhen Qingchun returned, he immediately used a tyrannical method to connect the Dragon Veins.
In an instant, the incomparably majestic Imperial Palace's Dragon Qi rolled in once again and gathered in the Desolate Country's Imperial Palace.
At the same time, Ba Ying was placed in a large hall. He floated gently and exuded a domineering and majestic aura.
However, many of the Desolate Country's experts could see that Ba Ying had suffered serious injuries.
Under the attack of the Demon God, the power that he had accumulated over many years had been greatly reduced.
It would take a long time for him to reach his previous peak or even surpass it.
On the seventh day after the great calamity ended, which was also the seventh day after Du Shaofu's death, the Desolate Country became even more lively.
Countless experts poured into the stone city and arrived at the Imperial Palace.
"Disciples of the Mohist Clan are here to pay respects to the Roc Emperor!"
Under Hu Xuanhu's lead, Mo Runan and the other survivors of the Mohist Clan came to greet them. They bowed to Du Tingxuan and the others who came out to greet them.
"Disciples of the Confucian School are here to pay respects to the Witch Sovereign!"
Meng Qianhe, Kong Sansi, and the others of the Confucian School arrived soon after.
With the arrival of these two people, the space outside the stone city constantly fluctuated violently, and one figure after another walked out of it.
"The Phoenix Clan is here to pay respects to the Roc Emperor!"
"The Ancient Wilderness Continent's Human Sacred Temple is here to pay respects to the Human Emperor!"
"Shang State's Samon Sword Sect is here to pay respects to the Roc Emperor!"
"The Ancient Wilderness Continent's Beast Alliance is here to pay respects to the Roc Emperor!"
"Disciples of the Profound Talisman Sect are here to pay respects to the Roc Emperor!"
"The Great Golden-Winged Rocs are here to pay respects to the Young Clan Leader!"
"The beasts of the Tianhuang Continent are here to pay respects to the Roc Emperor!"
"The Sacred Monster Hall of the Monster Realm is here to pay respects to the Roc Emperor!"
…
Countless experts tore through the air, but all of them appeared outside the stone city and walked into the city on foot to show their respect to the Roc Emperor!
The Ancient Heaven Sect, Seven Star Hall, Golden Spear Sect, Sky Thunder Fortress, Hundred Flowers Gate, Blizzard City, Sacred Flame Sect, Hehuan School, and other top factions of the Three Continents and Kyushu had all come to the Desolate Nation.
In addition, many small factions had also sent experts to pay respects, causing the entire stone city to be packed. Even the massive imperial palace could not fit so many people.
Those small forces, or those with weaker cultivations, all consciously went outside the Imperial Palace, quietly waiting for something.
In the afternoon, thunder boomed in the sky, signaling the start of the ceremony.
A tall altar had already been set up, standing in the center of the stone city. Offerings were piled up.
Experts presided over the ceremony, chanting scriptures.
Countless people knelt on the ground, their hearts filled with grief.
Many of the residents of the stone city wept, remembering the Roc Emperor.
Everyone knew that this was a sudden calamity for the Devil religion. Without the Roc Emperor, this realm would have long since fallen and become a demonic realm. Today, there would not be so many survivors coming to the Desolate Nation to pay respects to the Roc Emperor.
It was that young man who shouldered the greatest responsibility in this realm. In the end, he sacrificed his life to bring the Demon God to the brink of death.
Without him, Jiangchen might not have been able to kill the Demon God!
"Farewell, Roc Emperor!"
"Farewell, Roc Emperor!"
Deafening cries reverberated in the air above the stone city, echoing in all directions. Many creatures mourned.
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