The shadows of the Door of Death kept pouring into the vortex, and the vortex kept shrinking. This was because the vortex with starlight was constantly drawing in the original vortex and absorbing the countless shadows.
No matter how stupid Wuxie was, she could guess the reason for the vortex's appearance. She knew that Ye Tianze had created a cultivation technique called the Cloudy Heaven Technique.
It was known as the Cloudy Heaven Technique, which could seize the lives of all living things.
However, Wuxie didn't expect that Ye Tianze would use the Cloudy Heaven Technique to devour these shadows. What was the difference between this and suicide?
After all, everyone avoided death. Under the temptation of longevity, they could give up everything.
However, Ye Tianze was walking towards death. This was really beyond her expectations. However, at this moment, Wuxie's heart was empty.
The future she saw was still dark. This world was destined to be destroyed.
However, in a way that she couldn't imagine, Ye Tianze finally used his own destruction to help all living things in this world?
No, the only thing he wanted to help was the human race! Wuxie thought in her heart.
"It's over!" Wuxie looked at the Door of Death and slowly walked back.
Looking at her pale face, Wuji didn't know what to say. The entire West King Tribe fell into silence. However, the two huge vortexes were still emitting a terrifying power.
Mount Buzhou had become an ominous place. Countless spirit beasts began to leave this place. The beast tide was like a tsunami. Countless soldiers were caught off guard and were destroyed by the beast tide.
On the top of White Tiger City, Zhu Que felt a little uneasy. She looked at Yuan Chong and Di Tian. One was Ye Tianze's incarnation, and the other was Ye Tianze's avatar.
If something happened to Ye Tianze, they would definitely sense it.
"My aura … has disappeared!" Yuan Chong said calmly. "But … I still won't betray him."
Di Tian's eyes were filled with fear. He seemed to see endless darkness and felt the aura of death. Moreover, it was eroding wave after wave.
They were both swaying on the edge of death.
"What's going on?" Zhu Que asked anxiously.
"See for yourself!" Yuan Chong shared what he felt with the Vermilion Bird.
When Vermilion Bird sensed what Yuan Chong sensed, she almost fainted. That was death, a death without life.
Everything was decaying. It was an aura that all living beings loathed, and her husband was within it. No, he seemed to be transforming into death.
In that instant, Zhu Que finally understood what Ye Tianze had just done. She had no doubt that Ye Tianze would do such a thing.
She knew Ye Tianze all too well. Just like when he had gone to Mount Buzhou as a representative of the human race, he had done it without hesitation, without the slightest complaint.
Because she understood, Zhu Que was in so much pain. But she also knew that she suddenly hated her own personality. She hated Ye Tianze's personality.
Couldn't he think for himself? Couldn't he spare a thought for her? They had just reunited, but were they going to be separated by life and death?
What if they met on the battlefield one day? At that time, you will represent death, and I will represent the living. Should I wave my sword at you? Will you still remember my face? Will you tear me apart?
Her hatred was eventually overcome by reason. Zhu Que's smile disappeared. She looked at the peak of Mount Buzhou and felt that this was fate.
When Ye Tianze went to Mount Buzhou, she thought that Ye Tianze was dead. They were separated by life and death. When Ye Tianze returned from Mount Buzhou and returned to Tian Nan City, she turned into Zhu Que's egg.
When she was reborn, she was controlled by another consciousness. It wasn't easy for her to wake up and meet again.
But they were separated by life and death once again!
"Why do you always leave the most difficult choice to me?" Zhu Que's heart was filled with sorrow, but she couldn't shed a single tear.
Because the human race was afraid. They were afraid of the arrival of the Beast Tide. They were afraid of the darkness from before. They were worried that the darkness would descend again.
What they didn't know was that their empress had used the simplest and most brutal method to leave them a chance at survival.
Zhu Que looked at them, brushing away the sorrow in her eyes. "Humans, leave this place!"
She didn't explain. The humans didn't stay either. The moment they received the order, they began to evacuate.
They couldn't wait to leave this damned place. The peak of Mount Buzhou was no longer a place of yearning. It was a place of death.
The living all hated death.
When the four races retreated from Mount Buzhou, the soil on Mount Buzhou suddenly turned black. It was a kind of rotten black.
All the vegetation couldn't escape the fate of withering. Mount Buzhou was no longer shrouded in fog. From afar, there was only a giant peak left, enveloping the center of the world.
It was like a giant tomb, a tomb that was about to bury this world.
As time passed, the black soil continued to expand. It spread from Mount Buzhou to the foot of the mountain. Anyone who came into contact with the black soil would become a ghoul.
It was a new kind of living being. Whether it was the humans, the Gods, the Wu people, or the Asura people, anyone who came into contact with it would become a ghoul.
These ghouls carried the decay of death. They swam in the black soil and continued to move forward as the black soil expanded.
They crawled on all fours and were almost indestructible.
After the five races lost their emperors, they had a short war within ten years. Because of the appearance of the ghouls, they finally joined forces.
After losing Mount Buzhou, the five races also lost their fortune. Without fortune, the powerhouses of the various races withered. Not to mention the emperors, even advancing to the emperor realm became extremely difficult.
The black soil was still expanding, squeezing the living space of the various races. Round after round of war against the ghouls, they lost more than they won.
Countless songs about death began to spread on this land. All living beings trembled under the power of death.
After the eleventh year, the Vermilion Bird looked at Mount Buzhou from afar and realized that it was getting further and further away from her. This year, the Five Clans Alliance was held. After countless battles, the Vermilion Bird became the Emperor of the Sorcerer Tribe.
She was the sixth emperor of the Wasteland after Ye Tianze killed the Four Emperors and was trapped in Mount Buzhou.
However, there was no longing or hope in her eyes. Even though she had become a supreme powerhouse, there was no trace of a smile on her face.
Because the person she loved would forever be trapped in Mount Buzhou.
Wu Xie told her that she saw the future. This world would be covered in darkness. As the emperor of the Wasteland, she had to lead all living beings out of this world and seal it completely.
Wu Xie had never thought that the darkness she saw would be formed like this.
In the fifteenth year of the battle of Mount Buzhou, Zhu Que finally suppressed the internal strife. She stood her ground against all opposition and opened the door to the outside world when the black soil began to spread rapidly.
She was the last to leave this world. When she left, she looked at Mount Buzhou from afar, hoping for a miracle.
However, the miracle did not happen.
When she turned around, a teardrop fell from her eyes. She said softly, "Goodbye, my love."
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