"Senior, you..." Liu Xun was stunned when he heard this. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by the middle-aged supreme: "Okay Liu Xun, the four sacred beasts should be waiting for us, let's go."
"..." Liu Xun took a deep breath, nodded, and disappeared on the spot.
When he and the middle-aged supreme master were a hundred miles away, he said, "By the way, it's been so long, and I still don't know your name. Can you tell me?"
The middle-aged supreme looked up at the starry sky, his eyes full of memories. After about three breaths, he slowly said: "Just call me... Emperor Xun."
Liu Xun was shocked when he heard this and asked, "What is the relationship between you and the Emperor's Family in Zhongzhou, China?"
Upon hearing this, Di Xun was also stunned and asked in surprise: "Oh? You also know the Di family? Could it be that the Di family has survived for ten thousand years?"
Liu Xun nodded and said, "Not only has the family survived, but the current Di family is still one of the most powerful forces in China and the main force in resisting foreign invasions over the years! For example, Di Yi, he should be a descendant of the predecessor."
Upon hearing this, Di Xun sighed and expressed his feelings. He was obviously a little excited when he heard about his family. After a moment of silence, he said, "There are so many things going on. As long as the Di family stands in the front line, it will not disappoint the wishes of our ancestors. The world now belongs to you, the younger generations. I just want to watch you grow up, and by the way, cut grass for you and apply fertilizer... The future of China still depends on you."
Liu Xun nodded upon hearing this, bowed to Di Xun, and said solemnly: "Senior, you are too kind. It is because of people like you that we, the younger generation, can grow up, inherit the will of our predecessors, and make China strong."
When Emperor Xun heard Liu Xun's words, he suddenly laughed and scolded: "You little bastard, why are you so hypocritical today? Well, let's hurry up. If we go back one day earlier, China will have fewer casualties."
Liu Xun nodded. He knew in his heart how much influence a supreme being had on the entire battle situation. He also knew that if he wanted to become stronger in a short period of time, he had to comprehend the five elements of fire in the Burning Land.
At the same time, the entire ancient star of China was caught in a war. Both the pro-war and anti-war factions knew that the war was inevitable. What Liu Xun did before he disappeared undoubtedly became the fuse of the war between the two sides. In an instant, the war spread to the entire ancient star, and the people were displaced and suffered disasters...
During the days when he disappeared, Jian Wuming raised the banner of Heaven, the flag of war in Heaven. As soon as the flag of blood sacrifice came out, countless cultivators responded. Perhaps it was because of Liu Xun, or perhaps it was because of this era, the name of Heaven was in its heyday. In a short period of time, it became the force with the largest number of cultivators in China, and its combat power was also among the best.
In fact, even Liu Xun himself didn't know how long he had been drifting in the cracks in the starry sky. He just felt like he had taken a nap and woke up in the starry sky of the earth, but in fact, this sleep lasted for a year...
Within this year, many earth-shaking events happened on the ancient planet of China. The Beiyang Sea Clan fell, the Dongtu Witch Clan fell, and the Nanhuang Barbarian Clan fell. Now, foreign lands have occupied three-fifths of China's territory. The reason why Zhongzhou and Ximo have not fallen is that the main forces of China are gathered in Zhongzhou, and due to climatic reasons, the Western Desert is not taken seriously even by foreign lands.
Within a year, a lot of turmoil arose. Half a year ago, Jian Wuming fought with a quasi-supreme being from another world in a narrow gap, and Jian Wuming finally showed all his fighting power. He was worthy of being a genius of the prehistoric era, and he fought on equal terms with the quasi-supreme being at the level of Nirvana.
After this battle, the reputation of Tianting became even greater, and Jian Wuming was recognized as the uncrowned king of the younger generation on par with Liu Xun because of this battle. No matter whether they were from foreign countries or China, no matter whether they were young or old, they were all extremely wary of Jian Wuming.
A year passed, the foreign land increased its combat power, and the Eight-land Coalition replenished its combat power again. However, just when China was in danger, those mysterious hidden forces and sects came out together and made great contributions to resist the foreign land's invasion plan!
This year was a year of blood and fire; this year was a year of heroes; this year was a year of all races; this year was the year with the highest death toll...
Almost every day, tens of thousands of lives would fall. The entire ancient star was filled with corpses. The pungent stench of decay filled the sky above the entire ancient Chinese star. The dense and endless ghosts even blocked out the sun...
"Boom!..." Sword lights flashed everywhere, demonic shadows filled the sky, and Emperor Yuan killed dozens of foreign monks around him, but he also spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
His eyes were extremely cold, his chest was covered in blood and flesh, his ribs were exposed, and maggots were hanging on the rotten flesh, but he looked calmly at the boundless starry sky.
At the same time, not far away, Jian Wuming pierced the last foreign monk with a sword, looked up at the starry sky and sighed. Although there was no scar on Jian Wuming's body, a look of fatigue was revealed in his eyes.
"Day after day, month after month, the killing will never stop..."
Jian Wuming put away his iron sword, but if you look carefully, you will find that even his iron sword has its blade rolled up. You should know that Jian Wuming's iron sword is a rare treasure from the ancient times, and now its blade is rolled up. It is conceivable how many enemies he has killed.
In a boundless wasteland, Huang Tianlin and Huang Daorou stood side by side, surrounded by the dense corpses of foreign monks. There was no trace of leisurely expression on her face anymore, and her left arm had been chopped off at the root.
In fact, this kind of injury can be recovered, but she does not have the energy to recover at this moment, nor does she have the time, because she never knows when the next wave of attacks from foreign monks will arrive...
At the same time, Liu Xun came to Kunlun Mountain. The four sacred beasts had already been waiting there, and Emperor Yi stood aside, saying nothing.
Liu Xun glanced at Di Yi, then at Di Xun, but ultimately did not expose their relationship.
As the flames of war spread, former brothers and comrades faced disasters, countless lives perished, and the people were displaced, but Liu Xun was unaware of all this. At this time, he had just gathered with the Four Sacred Beasts and headed out of the domain from Kunlun Mountain to find the Five Elements Jedi...
"Have you notified Yan Chong and the others?" Liu Xun walked up to Di Yishen and asked.
"No, this war has nothing to do with them! I originally belonged to that world, so I must go back, and you... don't belong here either!" Emperor Yi looked at Liu Xun and said tactfully. (To be continued)