Hearing her words, Wanyan Qianhua thought of the pile of ashes on the top of the mountain. She was a little speechless for a moment. She suppressed her fluctuating emotions and astringent and sad feelings and said, "Don't worry, get well first. We didn't see Mo Ze when we came here, but Guan Xilin has already gone to Mo Ze's world to investigate, and there will be news soon."
Wanyan Qianhua said, seeing that she was in better spirits, he couldn't help asking: "What on earth is going on? Aren't you looking for the child? Why did this happen suddenly?"
Feng Jiu lay down, muttering, "We originally said we were going to look for the child, but suddenly his spiritual energy couldn't be suppressed anymore and he was about to advance. The mortal world couldn't bear his advancement, so we hurriedly came here, but we didn't expect that the thunder was so powerful..."
“In fact, it’s not just this part of the sky that is resounding with the sound of thunder, there are also subtle movements on our side.” Jun Jueshang stood aside with his hands behind his back, looking at the naked Feng Jiu with doubts in his eyes, and asked: “But why did the thunder last for so many days this time? How could it be so powerful?”
"I don't know. There was nothing unusual when the thunder first started, but gradually, things became different. Even Tianjizi, who never left Tianshan, came." Fengjiu murmured, thinking of Tianjizi and that scene. For a moment, her throat choked.
"This calamity is a heavenly calamity. The thunder will last for ninety-nine and eighty-one days. Once it starts, it cannot be stopped. It is either life or death." Her voice was hoarse and she spoke word by word.
"But, the thunder tribulation of the Mo Ze Sutra only lasts for 49 days. The 49th thunder seemed to have condensed the power and strength of every previous thunder. When that thunder appeared, I knew it was not good..."
She paused for a long time before she said awkwardly, "I wanted to help him block the thunderbolt, but Tianjizi used an ancient method to restrain me, and I couldn't move a single step. When the forty-ninth thunderbolt struck, Tianjizi, he, he rushed out..."
After hearing this, several people were silent with heavy hearts. Even though they did not see the scene with their own eyes, they knew that the scene must have been extremely dangerous.
"Tianjizi is Mo Chen's master, right? Did he die just like that?" Wanyan Qianhua couldn't help asking, "Didn't he already jump out of the three realms of the mortal world and become a person outside the world? How could he die just like that?"
Feng Jiu closed her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I wonder if that pile of ashes belongs to Mo Ze? Or Tian Jizi? Or, to both of them?"
In her mind, the words that Tianjizi had spoken at that time suddenly echoed. She was startled and suddenly opened her eyes, muttering, "A glimmer of hope?"
“A glimmer of hope?” Wanyan Qianhua glanced at Jun Jueshang, and then asked Fengjiu: “What glimmer of hope? Are you saying that Mo Ze has a glimmer of hope?”
"Help me up." Fengjiu said, looking at Leng Shuang.
Seeing this, Leng Shuang carefully helped her sit up, let her sit against the head of the bed, then quietly stepped back a few steps, walked to the table and poured a glass of water, and said to Leng Hua: "Go to the kitchen and bring the warm porridge over. Give it to the master to eat first."