"Get out of here first!"
Liu Baiyi and Zhao Ritian looked at each other and made the decision at the same time.
Since Demon Lord Yuanlou has died at Jinse's hands, there is no need for them to continue fighting. This is the home ground of the Demon Realm. If they continue fighting, they might be in danger of being wiped out.
"let's go!"
Hunyuanzi, the Lord of the Samsara Palace, the Lord of the Extinction Dao and others all nodded, and instantly burst out with extremely powerful strength, forcing back the demon saint kings who were coming to kill them, and then moved towards the distant void.
"Jinse, what are you doing? Come back soon!"
The face of Taoist Master Miejue suddenly changed. She saw Jinse holding the Compass of Time, emitting a faint and mysterious light all over her body, and actually walking slowly towards the depths of the starry sky. Mysterious ripples of time and space filled the air all around her.
"Master, please allow me to be willful for once! I want to go find Brother Ling Xiao. I will definitely find him across thousands of mountains and rivers, across the heavens and the myriad worlds. I will definitely find him!"
Jinse smiled faintly at Master Miejue. Her smile was so shallow that it made people feel very distressed.
"Fool! But Ling Xiao is already dead..."
The Taoist Master of Extinction felt softened in his heart, smiled bitterly and shook his head.
But Jinse's gaze was extremely firm. She looked at Master Miejue seriously. The Compass of Time suddenly burst into a bright light, rolled up Jinse, and disappeared directly into the starry sky.
"Master..."
Xuewei also trembled all over and wanted to say something, but the Lord of the Samsara Palace seemed to have noticed something. He rolled up Xuewei with his sleeves and moved away.
Although the Demon Realm was seething and furious over the death of Demon Lord Yuanlou, and those Demon Saint Kings wished to tear Liu Baiyi and others into pieces, with Liu Baiyi and Zhao Ritian behind them, the two of them summoned the Heavenly Emperor Seal and the Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword, and finally blocked the Demon Saint King's terrifying attack and were able to escape unscathed.
The news that Ling Xiao had caused the Wordless Heavenly Book to self-destruct and that Demon Lord Yuanlou had been killed quickly spread throughout the entire God Realm and even spread to the heavens and myriad worlds, shocking everyone.
"Ling Xiao is so stubborn? He used the Wordless Heavenly Book to self-destruct and perished together with the Demon Lord Yuan Lou. He is so courageous and impressive!"
"But this time, the Chosen Son of our human race has fallen. Will the destiny of heaven continue to favor our human race? The loss of a Yuanlou Demon Lord is a huge loss for the demon world, but how can the significance of the Chosen Son to our human race be compared to that of a Yuanlou Demon Lord?"
"Hey, who says it's not true? Ling Xiao is a brilliant man with unparalleled talent. Not only has he achieved sainthood in his physical body, but he has also achieved sainthood in his mind, laws, and soul, achieving the unprecedented Four Saints realm. With his saintly cultivation, he can kill great saints and fight against saint kings. Perhaps only the Nine Emperors of the human race can be compared with such a person, right?"
"If Ling Xiao doesn't die, he might really become the tenth emperor of the human race and lead our race to create a new era!"
“Humph! I think the people who are most happy about Ling Xiao’s fall this time, apart from the demons, are the Immortal Holy Lands and the Supreme Gods, right? They attacked Ling Xiao for their own selfish interests and disregarded the righteousness of our human race. They are simply not worthy of being human!”
“Shh… Shut up! Do you want to die? Those Immortal Holy Lands and Supreme Gods rule the God Realm. If they hear you, you’re done!”
"The human race... there is no hope!"
"… "
The news of Ling Xiao's death plunged the entire God Realm into a sad mood.
Perhaps before this, many people had never seen Ling Xiao, nor did they know Ling Xiao’s past, but in the battle at Ling Xiao Mountain, Ling Xiao won everyone’s respect with his strength, and many people regarded him as the hope of the human race.
After all, Ling Xiao is the chosen son of this era, blessed with the destiny of heaven. As long as he survives in the future, he is destined to become a peerless figure like the Nine Emperors of the human race!
But now, he has fallen before he could grow up.
Countless people in all the heavens and worlds were shocked by this news. Those who liked and admired Ling Xiao were naturally extremely sad, but those who were afraid of and jealous of Ling Xiao were extremely happy, celebrating and clapping their hands in joy.
Temple of War.
Boom!
Huge bolts of lightning like dragons and snakes descended and landed on a bronze-skinned man. He had muscular torsos, and his blood was surging. He exuded a majestic and mysterious aura.
This is the Holy Tribulation, and that man is none other than Pangu Tiangang!
Pangu Tiangang exuded a monstrous murderous aura, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he leapt into the sea of thunder, punching like a dragon, continuously blasting those thunder tribulations into pieces, and then opened his mouth to swallow them all.
Such a terrifying holy calamity did not cause any harm to him, but instead became the nourishment that helped him to achieve enlightenment and become a saint!
Soon, Pangu Tiangang survived the holy calamity. Strange phenomena descended from the sky, golden lotuses emerged from the ground, and flowers fell from the sky. A vast holy power began to spread all around him.
"Great Elder, from today on, I will guard the War God Temple for the Palace Master until he comes back! I don't believe the Palace Master will die, and no one can kill him!"
Pangu Tiangang leaped to Liu Wen Zheng's side and spoke to him seriously.
The news of Ling Xiao's death had already reached the Temple of War God, and after Pangu Tiangang came out of the Ancient Land of Chaos, he had to go into seclusion to break through, and did not make it to the battle of Ling Xiao Mountain.
He was frustrated and angry, and wished he could fight alongside Ling Xiao, but he also knew that the most important thing now was to protect the Temple of War.
Ling Xiao is gone, but the Temple of War God cannot fall!
"Tian Gang, I also believe that Junior Brother... will come back!"
Liu Wen Zheng's eyes turned slightly red and he sighed softly.
It was difficult for everyone to accept such a result. In their hearts, it seemed that no one could defeat Ling Xiao and Ling Xiao could not possibly die.
But the soul lamp that Ling Xiao left in the Temple of War God had been extinguished, and everyone's hope was completely shattered.
After Liu Baiyi returned to the Temple of War God, he immediately began to retreat.
The entire War God Temple was filled with an atmosphere of sadness, but at the same time, there was also a flame of hatred burning. It was hatred towards those immortal holy places and the supreme gods, as well as hatred towards the demons. It brought all the disciples of the War God Temple together and began to practice and grow madly!
The Chosen Conference was over, and the news of Ling Xiao’s death spread throughout the God Realm. At the same time, many peerless geniuses in the God Realm began to attain sainthood.
After experiencing the baptism of the Chosen Conference, they all gained many opportunities and fortunes, which made up for their foundation and allowed them to achieve sainthood in one fell swoop!
It was as if a golden age had begun. Countless peerless geniuses appeared and competed with each other. It was like the extreme prosperity before the destruction. More and more peerless geniuses emerged in the human race.
And the name Ling Xiao seemed to be gradually forgotten by everyone!
(End of this chapter)