She could not lose!
Jun Wu Xie's firm belief was deeply rooted in her heart. Even in the face of the increasingly powerful God of Destruction, she did not have the slightest timidity or retreat.
[Little Xie, you are not fighting alone.]
A familiar voice suddenly rang in the depths of Jun Wu Xie's soul!
Jun Wu Xie was slightly stunned as an illusory figure quietly appeared behind her. There was no warm touch, no familiar smell, but that feeling, made Jun Wu Xie's heart suddenly calm down.
[And us, we will fight together with you.] Jun Wu Yao's illusory figure stood behind Jun Wu Xie, hugging her from behind. That pair of illusory hands held Jun Wu Xie's hand that was holding the sword, as if there was an invisible force.
Just as the two of them clenched their fists, a silver white ball of light suddenly flew in from all directions, surging towards Jun Wu Xie's body.
That pure power, each ball was very weak, but it could not overcome the increasing number of them. Bit by bit, they entered Jun Wu Xie's body. Each ball of light seemed to become a part of Jun Wu Xie's strength. Jun Wu Xie could clearly feel that the power of God in her body was becoming stronger and thicker bit by bit!
[God, born from faith, the person you protect, will finally protect you at this moment.] Jun Wu Yao smiled, his figure also became a little blurred, and finally melted into the light, turned into a huge ball of light, and merged into Jun Wu Xie's body.
At the same time, in the Lower Realm.
Countless people gathered together, Jun Xian, Jun Qing, Qu Ling Yue, Lei Chen, Mo Qian Yuan, Bai Yun Xian …
There were also countless soldiers from the Rui Lin Army and the Iron Blood Battle Team.
At this moment, they all gathered together, and among them, stood one person, a person who was emitting a halo of light, Tian Ze.
Tian Ze suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his whole body fell into an inexplicable state. He opened his mouth to speak, but the voice that came out, belonged to Jun Wu Yao.
[Little Xie needs you, please pass your faith to her.]
That was the last words that Jun Wu Yao left to the world.
Tian Ze, who had once consumed a drop of Jun Wu Yao's blood, after Jun Wu Yao's spirit had dispersed, that drop of blood had become a remnant existence of Jun Wu Yao's spirit, isolated from the mountains and rivers, but conveyed the most important message.
Their faith …
This sentence made Jun Xian and the rest confused, but in an instant, they were enlightened.
They immediately mobilized everyone. They did not know how to spread their faith, but … they tried to pray … prayed for Jun Wu Xie's victory. When the balls of light flew out from their heads and into the boundless sky, they finally understood.
This …
This was the power of faith that Jun Wu Yao had mentioned.
And this power, would also carry their prayers and beliefs, and be passed on to Jun Wu Xie.
With the integration of the Lower Realm, everyone could be mobilized in the shortest time possible. This news was quickly spread everywhere by the soldiers of the Rui Lin Army.
Soon, everywhere in the Lower Realm, people put down the work in their hands, standing or kneeling. They were conveying their power of faith with the most sincere expectation.
Countless Power of Faith flew out from the Lower Realm, passed through the clouds, and flew straight to the Upper Realm!
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