In the brain, the dream continued.
At this moment, the Heavenly Cloud Realm in the dream had already turned into ruins.
But this tragic war was won in the end. Emperor Yun and the others defeated Lord of Samsara. They left Lord of Samsara's brain, and the entire world cheered.
Emperor Yun, Lord Yun Zhongjun, and the Form Emperor returned as heroes.
This was a final war with their lives on the line.
But in the end, an incredible miracle was created. The path to immortality was overturned, and their path ahead was unstoppable.
The entire land of the Heaven Cloud Realm was like a piece of cheese gnawed by mice. It became pitch-black, and ravines and cracks filled the land. Teams of Celestial Beings were shuttling back and forth, repairing this world that was riddled with holes, rebuilding, and clearing the land of the uncertainties.
"Although we won this war, the price we paid was too tragic."
"But it was all worth it …"
"Yes, this was a stage that the ancient forbidden area schemed against us. Although they were using us, it was also an opportunity."
"Samsara His Excellency didn't bring along his' samsara '. He was alone and traveled incognito. He entered the mortal world and was ambushed. This was his weakest moment, but he was still so strong that it made one's hair stand on end. But in the end, we gathered together and defeated fate, creating all kinds of miracles …"
"Yes! The Form Emperor also created a miracle and broke through. "
"Did we really win? Suddenly, I have a feeling of not knowing what to do. It's like a dream. "
"Almost all the Celestial Emperors of the old era have fallen. All the familiarity is leaving us." Someone raised his head, and unknowingly, his face was already covered in tears.
…
Heavy rain fell from the sky, crying for the common people.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The sky was raining heavily. Lord Yun Zhongjun, the Form Emperor, and the others held umbrellas and wore long black robes. They stood quietly in front of the tombs of the Celestial Emperors, crying uncontrollably. The boundless rain was mixed with tears, and many Celestials were wailing.
But the world was still in a state of jubilation.
Many things were waiting to be done, and everything was thriving again.
But the price paid for this war was too high. Emperor Yun and Lord Yun Zhongjun originally only had one month left to live. Now, they only had half a month left.
The "Soul Link" shortened everyone's lifespan. At the same time, Emperor Yun and Emperor Yun were about to die.
"But, as long as we win, all of these chips and heavy bets will be worth it!" They said.
A new monument to the hero was erected on the ground.
Countless family members wept and cried, praising their courage for opening up the future for the distant future.
In the last half month of his life.
In the end, Yun Zhongjun left.
After experiencing this battle, he had completely come to terms with it, and he had become carefree and casual.
This man, who used to be irritable and stubborn, and appeared to be extremely timid in love, and had a thorn in his heart, finally chose to find that thorn in his heart at the last moment.
He found the reincarnation of a woman from a mortal tribe who called him a "hero" when he descended to the mortal world when he was young.
Yun Zhongjun was drunk and told her his true feelings. His face was flushed red and he said with a sobbing tone.
"I've defeated Destiny, and I've become a hero."
"Back then, I used to mock those stupid people, mocking those so-called heroes. They clearly couldn't win, but they stood up and died. What a laughable belief and behavior …"
"But today, I've also become the person I used to hate the most."
The rain poured down. The woman who was as gentle as water was already looking at him in the Wuwei Sumeru Temple in the golden bamboo forest. Her face was already covered in tears.
"I like heroes, just like how I like you." The woman gave him the best answer.
The woman walked into the hall with him. The two heroes were a match made in heaven. The entire Immortal Realm offered their best blessings.
He obtained the happiness he wanted.
…
Emperor Yun also left.
After this battle, he didn't choose to enjoy the cheers and love of the people.
In the last half month of his life, he quietly left. The so-called glory and praise of heroes, writing songs and poems for him, that was never his home field.
He was afraid of the excitement.
He liked to be alone.
He liked to curl up in a corner, look at the mountains, look at the rivers, and feel the passage of time.
Three days later, he went back to reunite with his former classmates.
In a new gathering, he still sat quietly in a corner, listening to his friends who grew up with him talk. He still curled up in a corner and shrunk, shrunk, shrunk, shrunk even more.
He liked this atmosphere very much.
Suddenly, he opened his mouth and murmured softly, "I've realized your childhood dreams … I've saved the entire world."
The people around him smiled brightly and punched him hard in the chest.
"You're really something!"
…
In the last half month of his life, Emperor Yun didn't have any personal matters of his own.
He didn't leave any time for himself in the last moment of his life.
He lived and rested as usual. He chose to sort out the scars of the war and rule the world again. He held various court meetings and was busy with all kinds of trivial matters after his death.
Someone said:
The Cloud Emperor dedicated his entire life to his people. The last private matter of his life was for the development of the entire Celestial Realm.
This was a benchmark of the old era.
But in the end, it would also disappear in the vast torrent of history.
They won, but they also lost everything.
"The wheel of history is moving away. The Emperor Yun we are familiar with, the great Celestial Emperors of the ancient era, have been buried in the mortal world with victory."
"In the new era of Buddhism, the talented have stepped into the real world of cultivation and are rising."
Countless Immortals looked at the ruins. The old, the children, the women, and the young. They suddenly remembered a sentence from the Asura Path:
The surging Yangtze River flows east,
The waves wash away the heroes,
Whether it's success or failure, it's all gone,
The green mountains are still there, and the setting sun is red.
…
…
Half a month later.
The mortal world.
The sky was high and the clouds were thin, and it was vast and boundless.
Under the setting sun, a tomb stood tall. On the stone tablet was written "Tomb of the Hero Zhang Xiao".
This tomb was built for Zhang Xiao, Emperor Yun's lifelong opponent.
The three of them stood on this land again and welcomed the final death of their lives.
"I still remember that in the Xiao Nation, you roared and declared war on the Immortals. It seemed unbelievable … but in fact, you used your life to pave the way for the whole world, to take the first step." Emperor Yun looked at the tomb and poured a cup of wine on the soil in front of him.
"Today, just like you, I let out the roar of an era.
"The only difference is that you failed. You thought you had succeeded, but in fact, you were tricked by me … And now, I have won in this roar. But … is this really the case?"
Emperor Xing and Lord Yun Zhongjun stood at the side. When they heard this, their expressions changed drastically.
Could it be that our current victory is fake? Did the Lord of Samsara fake his death and escape? Is he still living in the dark somewhere? Is he preparing to recuperate and make a comeback?
Emperor Yun stood in front of the tombstone and suddenly raised his head.
"Our lifespans are coming to an end … Many times, is life really just a dream? It's really hard to judge. "
He paused.
"But whether it's true or not, we are walking towards death. Our lives are coming to an end … This is indeed a beautiful dream before we die."
"Even if this victory is like a dream, we have lived through the rest of our lives."
Suddenly, a crack appeared in the sky, and a pair of eyes appeared. They were like the sun and the moon, carrying with them the vastness and coldness of the ages.
"I respect the heroes of every era. This is what you deserve."
…
In the real world.
In the Dao of the mortal world, Wu Wei Sumeru Temple, the holy land of Buddhism in the mortal world, a pure land.
Xu Yingluo pinched her Buddha beads and opened her eyes suddenly. She ignored the confused Buddhists around her and was full of shock.
"Emperor Yun … lost!!"
"It's too terrifying. He's unimaginably powerful. Is he really just a Celestial Emperor?"
In her eyes, everything seemed to be destroyed. The ultimate creature formed by Emperor Yun was clearly immune to all kinds of Daoist techniques and punches. It was clearly an indestructible being that could not be killed …
It was actually beaten to the point where it could not fight back!
She finally stopped time and drilled into the other party's brain, but it seemed to have disappeared into thin air.
She could not see what was happening inside at all …
In short, it was as if he had been forcibly destroyed in an instant.
The soybean that was casually taken out from his ear fell to the ground. It was the concentrated corpses of Emperor Yun and the others …
The entire process was so simple and violent that it made people's hair stand on end!
…
In the depths of a certain restricted area.
The Epoch Bodhi Fruit Tree was also completely silent.
He had probed the other party's true appearance and seen through the true body of this existence, but he had never expected it to be so powerful. It was as if the Great Dao was the simplest. His punches and kicks did not have too many complicated moves, and he had completely wiped out the other party.
Could such an existence really be defeated?
He could not help but wonder.
"But in the end, this is the remnant of the Celestial Beings of the old era, and they only relied on their talent … Emperor Yun and the others were originally eliminated. They were born at the wrong time, and could not catch up to the most brilliant era. Even if they cannot succeed now, they can use their lives as a final contribution."
To him, this was a great victory.
He had probed the true appearance of the Samsara Lord in the mortal world, and found out part of this existence's abilities. He had also captured Meng Po, who had fallen into the mortal world to reincarnate.
At the same time, he had cut off the foundation of the Celestial Realm!
Now that the Celestial Realm was in chaos and in ruins, they no longer had the ability to encircle the Dark Forbidden Area!
The war between the two sides …
To him, this was a great victory for him!
"Finding out part of its abilities and paving the way for the future is enough …"
A faint voice rang out in the deep mountains.
"The new era will eventually rise. Isn't the so-called miracle the result of repeated failed explorations, and the road paved by mountains of corpses and seas of blood?"
But in the dark, everyone who had witnessed this battle was completely silent. They were completely shocked by this battle.
…
Celestial Realm Year 548, 7th of June.
Emperor Yun and Lord Yun Zhongjun were in deep sleep, and the Secluded Mountain Prefecture Lord schemed against them. The Celestial Beings encircled the Samsara Lord, and the Venerable Emperor suppressed the world with one punch. His combat power was unprecedented, and the six realms and three realms were shaken by him. He was the first person in history to do so!
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