Inside the Ao Xian House, on an empty piece of land.
Thousands of people stood there with serious expressions. However, their eyes were full of confusion. They didn't know why the Supreme Headmaster gathered everyone here.
On top of the stage, Chu Zhong Tian was wearing all black and had a white headband over his head. His expression was heavy with sadness.
Huang Er's fists tightened and his veins popped out. His expression was dark.
This made everyone even more confused. But after seeing Chu Zhong Tian's serious expression, they didn't dare to ask.
"There is one thing I want to announce …"
Looking at the neatly standing people, Chu Zhong Tian spoke slowly and made a statement that silenced the entire place.
"The Young Master is dead."
These four simple words were like a bolt out of the blue, directly striking everyone in the room dumb!
The Young Master … died?
Everyone's face was full of shock. To them, Ling Xian was an omnipotent God!
Yet at this moment, Chu Zhong Tian was saying that a God had died. How could they accept this?
However, they all knew deep down that Chu Zhong Tian would never joke about something like this. Therefore, they slowly accepted this reality. The shock on their faces turned into sadness.
"God, you're blind! The Young Master was such a good person, how could you take his life? "
"The Young Master was extremely brave and undefeatable. How could he have died?"
"Dammit, who killed the Young Master? I have to avenge him!"
"Yes, the Young Master has given us a new lease on life. We have to avenge him!"
Everyone screamed into the sky. Other than sadness on their faces, there was only anger.
To them, Ling Xian had given them a new lease on life. Now that they heard the news of his death, they naturally felt sad and angry!
"Vengeance must be avenged."
Chu Zhong Tian extended three fingers and pointed at the sky. He made a cold statement.
"I, Chu Zhong Tian, hereby swear that I will point my sword at the Sects and Houses to avenge the Young Master! If I don't agree, I will kill myself! "
At those words, thousands of people screamed in unison.
No matter how strong the Sects were, no matter how cruel the Houses were, there was only one thought in their minds.
Revenge!
…..
When the news of Ling Xian's death was sent back to Yunzhou by Lin Qing Yi and the others, Yunzhou, just like Yuezhou, fell into a state of unprecedented shock.
Everyone fell into silence. Then, waves of sad cries arose all over Yunzhou.
Qing City, Ling Clan's residence.
When Ling Tian Jiao and Ling Hu pushed open the door to Ling Tian Qing's room, they were greeted by a face full of pain.
Then, he heard a sentence filled with sorrow.
"He's dead. The greatest pride of our Ling Family is dead."
At that moment, Ling Tian Jiao felt like he was struck by lightning. Ling Hu's tears flowed down his face.
…
The Wan Jian House, on top of the main peak.
Dao Wu Ji's robe was white like snow as he pointed his sword at Yuezhou. His starry eyes were full of killer's intent that froze the entire space.
This made the 11 peak leaders frown in confusion.
Though the Wan Jian House was currently in a crisis, it was not the worst case scenario yet. Why would the Supreme Headmaster release such a terrifying killing intent?
But in the next second, they understood. Because Dao Wu Ji coldly opened his mouth and made a shocking statement.
"He is dead. The Wan Jian House's three thousand years of glory is dead."
…
In a beautiful valley in the Hao Ran Sect.
Mo Qing Fu was wearing a green robe and holding onto a jade scroll. He was softly reading. A gentle smile hung on the corners of his mouth, and he was truly elegant and refined like a modest gentleman, gentle and warm like jade.
Behind him, a seven to eight year old Daoist child was boiling tea. The aroma filled the air and refreshed everyone's heart.
After a while, Mo Qing Fu put down the jade scroll and sipped on the tea. His gentle eyes revealed some disappointment.
"This tea is not good."
"Master, this is the best Tea of Enlightenment. How can it not be good?" The Daoist child was confused.
"The taste of the tea hasn't changed. But the person who was tasting the tea with us is no longer here." Mo Qing Fu remembered Ling Xian and couldn't help but reveal a warm smile.
"Then why don't you ask him to come? Master, you are one of the strongest powerhouses of the younger generation in Yunzhou. Who dares to disrespect you?" The Daoist child's eyes were full of admiration.
"Of course he dares. Plus, you don't dare to be angry."
Mo Qing Fu rubbed the child's head and smiled warmly, "When you grow up, you will understand."
As he spoke, he picked up the teacup. However, at that moment, a thousand-mile crane suddenly flew in front of him.
The information it carried was also transmitted into his mind.
Instantly, Mo Qing Fu's face darkened and the teacup in his hand shattered!
This caused the Daoist child at the side to be stunned. In his heart, his Master had always been cultured, refined, indifferent, and composed. There was practically no time for him to lose his composure.
But now, he has lost his composure to this extent. This is something he has never seen before!
"Master, you … what happened?" the Daoist child asked carefully.
"What happened?"
Mo Qing Fu silenced. After a long while, he finally uttered out a statement.
"He's dead. My mentor and helpful friend is dead."
…..
The Tai Xu House, on top of a thousand meter tall mountain peak.
Sun Ze Hao, who had become the Supreme Headmaster of the Tai Xu House, looked like he was crying and not laughing. He gulped down a mouthful of alcohol. His internal organs felt like they were on fire and were burning in pain.
But he acted like he didn't hear anything and continued to gulp down the alcohol. It was as if he wanted to get drunk and sleep forever.
Until he could no longer drink.
Then, he seemed to be crying yet not laughing as he roared towards the sky.
"Hahaha, dead, my Sun Ze Hao's brother is dead!"
…..
Inside the House of the Undead, inside a flower garden.
A cute girl was playing with flowers and chasing butterflies. Suddenly, she saw Xia Ling Mu's gloomy face and couldn't help but be startled.
In the entire Yunzhou today, Xia Ling Mu was the strongest of the younger generation. Other than Mo Qing Fu and Sun Ze Hao, nobody could compare to him!
Therefore, the young girl couldn't understand what had happened to make Xia Ling Mu, who was usually calm and collected, lose his composure like this.
"Senior brother, what happened?" the young girl asked nervously.
What responded to her was a sentence, a sentence that was somewhat sorrowful and regretful.
"He is dead. The opponent I swore to catch up to in this life is dead."
At those words, the young girl froze.
She couldn't imagine that Xia Ling Mu was already this powerful. How powerful was the opponent he swore to catch up to?
…..
Similar events were happening in Yunzhou, Yuezhou, and the 36 islands.
Whether it was Ling Xian's friends or his opponents, whether it was those who admired him or those who hated him, everyone who had anything to do with him felt sorry for him.
That was a peerless, peerless, monstrous genius!
Even in the history of the world, it could be said to be extremely extraordinary. But today, he had died. To the entire humankind, this was a great loss!
After all, on this land, other than the humankind, there were many other foreign kinds who were eyeing them. What they needed was someone like Ling Xian who had the chance to become a powerhouse!
As for Lin Qing Yi and the others, after they returned to their own homes, they locked themselves up.
Tears flowed down uncontrollably.
When people around them asked for the reason, their answers were all the same. They were short and simple.
"He is dead. My love is dead."
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