Although this ascension wasn't very smooth, with Lin Tian's participation, the storm of the Ruoshui Dynasty was calmed down. Because of his participation, the various clans that were unwilling to submit to the Ruoshui Dynasty became well-behaved.
The only successor of the old dynasty, Qin Yu, was dead.
The other four emperors also apologized to Lin Zongyao one after another. They were willing to cede land and pay compensation, promised to pay tribute every year, and signed an unequal treaty that they would never offend the Ruoshui Dynasty.
As for the eight students of the Tendo Academy, they went to the border obediently.
Although the four dynasties had promised never to invade, but these days, could people trust their words?
Moreover, there were more than four dynasties near the Ruoshui Dynasty.
There were also other dynasties that were close to it.
For the people of the former Qin State, which was now the Ruoshui Dynasty, except for the first few days, they were very interested in this. After that, they returned to calm, and there was no difference from before.
The change of dynasty did not affect them much.
Anyway, there was no spread of war that affected their lives.
As for who ruled this area, they did not care.
As long as they had food to eat, it was fine.
However, the people did not care, but the practitioners attached great importance to this. Because the Ruoshui Dynasty had a sage, the Lin family had a sage, such a powerful person, as long as a casual word of advice was enough to benefit them for life.
For a time, in the north and south of the river, in the territory of the Ruoshui Dynasty, and even in several other dynasties, countless practitioners rushed to Tianyang City. All kinds of gifts, in front of Lin Tian, piled up into a small mountain, just to see Lin Tian and ask for a word or two of advice.
Unfortunately, Lin Tian didn't care about these things at all.
He sat in the Hidden Scriptures Tower every day, flipping through the books left by the Qin Clan again. No one knew what he was looking for.
… …
And a few days ago, in the depths of Yunyang City, tens of thousands of miles away, in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, suddenly there was an earth-shattering roar.
"Sky full of stars, it's really Sky full of stars!"
"Master, is that you?"
"Young master, is that you?"
An extremely sorrowful aura came from the deepest part of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It was rumored to be the ancestral land of the Great Monsters in the Divine Land of Monsters. A large mountain suddenly exploded, and countless Great Monsters comparable to the Divine Embryo Realm were shocked and fled in panic.
The next moment, a huge head poked out from the shattered mountain.
It was a huge bird that looked like an eagle and a roc!
His mouth was like an eagle's beak, but it was like the sharpest weapon in the world. Under the illumination of the sun, cold light flickered. As for his eyes, they were also like an eagle's, but they were dazzling gold. However, at this moment, scalding tears were flowing from his eyes. He was incomparably emotional.
Its head, however, was a lusterless white.
Its entire body was covered in white feathers.
No matter how terrifying its aura was, it could not cover up the aura of death on its body, as if its entire body was about to sink into hell.
It flapped its wings and struggled to fly up from the ground. It wanted to chase after that familiar aura. Even after tens of thousands of years, that aura was still deeply engraved in its memory. It wanted to find that Young Master who had died but was still invincible in its heart.
Unfortunately, this roc was clearly on the verge of death.
Its blood had already dried up to the extreme.
Even if it wanted to ascend to the extreme, it could not do so.
Before it could fly up, it fell straight down. It could not even raise its head. Its aura spread out uncontrollably. Even the heavens and earth were trembling. An even more sorrowful aura leaked out from the heavens and earth.
"I can't die. I can't die!
"I haven't found Young Master yet. How can I die?
"Young Master, where are you? Xiao Hei has been looking for you for countless years!
"Did you see that? I've already become a Saint. I didn't embarrass you, did I?
"Young Master!"
This roc howled towards the heavens again and again. Its voice was filled with endless sorrow and unwillingness. All the birds and beasts in the surroundings were shocked by it. They silently knelt down in its direction.
"Is a Demon Saint going to die here?"
A Demon Emperor at the Divine Embryo Realm looked at the scene in the distance in silence.
The roc's voice gradually weakened.
The divine light in its eyes also began to dissipate. However, its gaze was still cast towards the east.
It struggled again and again, wanting to go over.
Even if that aura had already dissipated.
However, it was now a lamp that had run out of oil. It could not get up even if it wanted to.
It was no longer the Roc Saint that dominated the Nine States and was on equal footing with the Emperors. It was also no longer the Roc King that could transform into a Kun Peng and devour the heavens and earth with Great Emperor Deceiving Heaven and Earth with Empress Ruoshui.
Right now, it was just a dying man.
In the end, it did not even have the strength to speak.
The roc slowly closed its eyes. At this moment, it thought of many things. There was Great Emperor Deceiving Heaven who was free and unfettered with it, searching for all kinds of truths. There was also Empress Ruoshui who sat in front of the bamboo hut and waited bitterly for a hundred years until her hair turned white.
There were also countless thrilling and hot-blooded stories.
However, in the end, it still remembered that white-robed youth.
Although they had not been in contact for long, that memory could not be erased. It was more profound than any other memory.
It remembered that white-robed youth who killed the Demon Emperor with one sword.
It also remembered that he had once shattered a realm.
When that inconspicuous body stood in the vast starry sky, it was as if the entire world was centered around him.
The youth turned his head.
It saw his face.
It was still that faint smile, and his temperament was calm as if everything was nothing in his eyes.
It seemed to have heard him shouting, "Xiao Hei, do you want to have a sip of good wine?"
The roc cried.
In its memory, it nodded vigorously and rushed toward the youth.
However, just as it was about to touch the youth, it realized that there was nothing in front of it.
"That's right. I was looking for someone to leave with the Young Master. It seems that the Young Master knew that my lifespan had come to an end that day, so he purposely showed up to take me away …." The roc suddenly laughed. It opened its eyes slightly and looked at the world again before closing them again.
This period of seclusion was, if nothing unexpected happened, eternal.
The sky darkened.
It started to drizzle.
That terrifying aura did not dissipate when the roc on the ground closed its eyes.
It was still stagnant between heaven and earth.
The surrounding great demons all knew that this was the last power of the Demon Saint before it died.
When this mighty Saint power dissipated, it would be the time for it to completely pass away.
After a short period of sadness, the Demon Royals began to rub their fists in anticipation. After a Demon Saint, no matter how poor or weak he was, would leave behind something extraordinary after his death. It would definitely be a great opportunity.
However, the old Demon Saint in front of them seemed to be too tenacious.
Its aura had clearly been cut off for three days, but the Saint power still did not dissipate and condensed in this world.
Under this terrifying pressure, no matter how greedy and conceited the great demon was, it did not dare to approach.
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