At this point, no one was willing to see this happen. The saints of the macro world thought that they would be blessed by the heavens and fought with their lives for it. However, they did not expect that they would lose their lives for it. The Kuang Zong, on the other hand, only wanted to live!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh …
Knock knock knock — — —
The hearts of the Saints were almost unable to take it anymore. After killing for so long, they were all fighting with their lives on the line. No matter how strong their physical bodies were, they could not take it anymore.
Jiang Jingtian, Gu Qingyu, Qitian Monkey King, and the others were unstoppable. Even though their saint bodies had been pierced through, they weren't inferior in the slightest. Their expressions were sinister. Previously, they were trying to protect themselves, but now, it was all because of hatred!
The brothers of Kuang Zong had fought side by side, and they were as close as real brothers. Their corporeal bodies were nailed to the mountain. The Saints of Kuang Zong roared and charged at the enemy desperately.
Boom!
Qitian Monkey King swept out with his cudgel, stirring up dust that drowned out space-time.
Gu Qingyu's sword chanted the Great Dao, desolate and cold, wanting to kill all living things.
HUM — — —
Jiang Jingtian's spear shattered mountains and rivers. His blood-red robes were sharp and cold, and he charged into the enemy group like a god of war. However, there were still too many enemies. His spear pierced through a saint, but his chest was pierced through by a Manor Lord's divine sword.
Boom!
Jiang Jingtian, the War God of his generation, fell to the ground with a loud thud. His body convulsed as he looked at the Prefecture Lord, who was charging towards him, and smiled bitterly.
"I didn't expect this! I, Jiang Jingtian, will have my achievements today. Ye-zi … take care! "
Roar!
The prefecture lord unsheathed his holy sword, wanting to destroy Jiang Jingtian's soul. However, he was too slow. Gu Qingyu's sword pierced through his head. The destructive sword qi penetrated his sea of consciousness. The prefecture lord screamed and knelt before Jiang Jingtian. The sword hole in his head was extremely terrifying.
At this point, Kuang Zong no longer wanted to live. He only wanted to kill the enemy, even if he had to die in battle!
More and more people fell, but for every person that fell, two or even three would fall from the other side.
Boom — —
Whoosh!
Dark clouds covered the sky and thunder rumbled. Lightning descended from the sky and slaughtered its way into the crowd. It didn't differentiate between friend and foe. It struck the sacred bodies, causing them to split apart.
"Run …"
The veteran saint of the great world didn't want to kill anymore. He turned around and fled, his blood dying the heavenly river red.
There were still five people from the Kuang Sect who could stand up, but they did not dare to stay for long. Each of them pulled a fallen Kuang Sect expert and rushed into the distance.
Xiahou He pulled Jiang Jingtian up and fled to the horizon.
The Saints fled into the abyss, into the depths of the earth. Every one of them dragged their exhausted bodies. Perhaps those who were about to die understood their fates, and they couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Some of them were smashed into the depths of the earth by the lightning and were buried by the mountain rocks.
The great world returned to silence. There was no one left, and the saints had also disappeared. The mountains and rivers changed, and the mountains and seas were moved. The torrential rain washed the world, and the blood of the saints was swept into the mountains and rivers. The bodies of some saints were submerged in the endless abyss.
Time was running out, the water was thinning, and the mountains were cold. The era changed, and the bodies of the saints turned into fossils. The era shifted, and the great civilization fell.
No one had expected such an outcome. The world's consciousness had failed to achieve its goal. Ye Qinghan had still failed to overcome the heavens!
The Saints of the Crazy Sect were scattered, lying in a pool of blood. They were wrapped in mountain rocks and gradually turned into blood-colored fossils. However, their bodies and souls were not completely dead yet. If they were dug up one day, they might be able to recover.
…
Were there any survivors?
There was no way to investigate. Only Lin Wutian and the two Great Saints were missing. They had disappeared after charging into the sea during that battle.
In the depths of the sea, the four saint bodies were still sinking into the endless darkness.
Ye Qinghan's body was wrapped in seaweed, and the dark green parasites illuminated the direction like a lighthouse.
The undercurrent swept up the four saint bodies and separated them.
After an unknown number of years, the great world was surging. Some creatures were born again, and wild animals ran around. It seemed to symbolize the birth of a new civilization.
Ye Qinghan's body rose and fell with the undercurrent. The Blade of Judgment on his chest had lost its function. It was wrapped in plankton and dim. Some dark green parasitic worms were also on his face.
The undercurrent swept his body into the depths, almost sinking to the seabed. The huge pressure of the sea made his body change shape.
At a certain moment, Ye Qinghan seemed to feel pain in his body. His soul was also slowly recovering.
"I'm not dead yet …" Ye Qinghan wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were ten thousand pounds heavy. His soul wanted to control the body, but it was imprisoned in the sea of consciousness by the Blade of Judgment and could not wander around the body.
In this way, Ye Qinghan drifted in the sea for countless years.
The cultivator civilization of the great world had completely disappeared. Even the civilizations that lived underground had all disappeared due to the lack of resources.
In the blink of an eye, thirty thousand years had passed. The tireless migration of the sun and moon exhausted this cultivator civilization.
Lin Wutian, Tongtian, and the Holy Emperor disappeared as if they were dead. There was no news of them at all.
…
The Blade of Judgment on Ye Qinghan's chest blocked the chance for Ye Qinghan to recover. If no one took away the Blade of Judgment, he might lie in the water like this for the rest of his life, without a sound.
Time flew by. One hundred thousand years was enough to destroy all traces and give birth to a new civilization. However, the angry world's consciousness did not seem to want to start a new civilization.
Deep in the passage of the Coiling Dragon Secret Territory, the Peach Tree stood in the desolate land, protecting the Saints of the Insane Faction. For more than one hundred thousand years, Ye Qinghan did not return. The world's consciousness did not say anything. Besides the Peach Tree and Baili Chenxiang, no one knew that the civilization outside had fallen.
The Peach Tree did not tell the Insane Faction because it was afraid that they would go crazy and die in the end.
Although Baili Chenxiang did not enter the great world, she was the spirit of a hundred flowers. She could "see" the great world through the flowers. A new civilization was slowly being born.
After waiting for so long, the people of the Insane Faction could not wait any longer. They wanted to go out and look for Ye Qinghan and the Saints of the Insane Faction.
However, the Peach Tree understood that the people of the Insane Faction could not come back alive. However, there was one person who could go out, and that was Baili Chenxiang. Now, the world's consciousness did not seal this group of people. Instead, it was waiting for them to appear. As long as the flowers were not destroyed, Baili Chenxiang would not die. The world's consciousness could not destroy the vitality of the entire world just to kill Baili Chenxiang. If the entire great world was dead, it would take millions of years for a new civilization to be born.
"Chenxiang, go out and look for them. I think they are not all dead," the Peach Tree whispered.
Baili Chenxiang nodded and quickly passed through the desolate land. After entering the passage of the small region, she appeared one hundred thousand miles away in the blink of an eye. She continued to pass through and entered the great world. Now, the world was so desolate. There were no humans or large creatures. Some of the mountains were bare without any signs of life.
After so many years, it was still possible to see how tragic the Sacred War was.
Some of the broken cliffs still showed the strength of the cultivator civilization. However, time could flatten everything. Even if the next civilization was born, they would not suspect that there was a strong civilization before them.
Baili Chenxiang looked at the world. Even the flowers did not know the whereabouts of the Insane Faction and Ye Qinghan. Finding them in this great world was as difficult as ascending to heaven.
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