I picked up the scattered attributes

Feng Xia narrowed his eyes and said, word by word, "Although I don't know why this guy is prostrating himself here, since we've run into him..."

He raised his hand, and Mo Lianque and the others all understood.

Boom——

At that moment, an overwhelming and ferocious attack erupted.

Many hidden techniques were brought out, some were ancient magical artifacts, and others were weathered talismans, which transformed into terrifying divine light that swept across the sky, weaving together awe-inspiring waves that illuminated this desolate ancient land.

"not enough."

Feng Xia murmured something, then suddenly turned her head to look in another direction.

"village head!"

"Imperial Advisor, I'm here!"

"Three thousand years have passed, are you ready for a battle?"

"If there is war, we will win!"

With a series of tremors, the golden ring-shaped portal opened wide. The village chief took a deep look at it, then turned and left without looking back.

Just as Mo Lianque and the others were wondering, one powerful aura after another suddenly appeared on the other side of the portal.

The next instant, they appeared on the third level of the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum!

"Imperial Advisor, we're all here!"

"They...they are..."

Mo Lianque's pupils suddenly contracted. He could see that these people's bodies were all incomplete; some were missing both arms, some had broken both legs, and some had lost their hair...

However, the heavy aura emanating from them seemed more majestic than mountains and more profound than the ocean!

Undoubtedly, although these people are few in number and appear to be very old, their cultivation levels would be considered earth-shattering in the outside world.

"Where did Sect Leader Feng find such a terrifying group of powerful individuals?"

Mo Lianque felt a chill run down his spine: "Wait a minute, that senior just now seemed to have addressed Sect Leader Feng as... Imperial Advisor? Which country's Imperial Advisor is he?"

In his mind, there are only two countries in the world.

Xuanwu Kingdom and the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons.

Beyond that lies the vast, endless ocean and the boundless, dense forest.

Even the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons itself... is part of the Canglan Mountains!

This makes Feng Xia's identity as the Imperial Preceptor seem quite strange.

"He appeared in my Xuanwu Kingdom and became the new leader of Qianqiu Valley... What exactly is his purpose?" But in the next instant, His Majesty the Xuanwu Emperor shook his head, a fierce look flashing in his eyes, "No matter what his background is, he has already come this far. His seven-hundred-year-old wish is right before his eyes. In any case, there is no chance to turn back!"

With this in mind, aside from the methods used to break the Soul-Seizing Array, Mo Lianque and the others held almost no back, using all their supernatural attacks to the fullest extent.

"You...you deserve to die—"

Finally, amidst the raging flames of wrath from all living beings, the gray mist grew thinner and thinner, and Ying Daoyi's aura became weaker and weaker.

By this time, he was already filled with endless regret.

If he had known that the Imperial Preceptor Lingyun was cunning and treacherous, he should have been more careful.

Ironically, in his joy at the prospect of escaping his predicament, he overlooked the biggest trap!

A trap that completely cornered him and cut off all hope of escape!

"Grand Preceptor Lingyun! Grand Preceptor Lingyun! Ahhhhhh—"

What horrified Ying Daoyi even more was that the young man who had crushed his power at the last moment was now unleashing flames that were incredibly effective against him!

Although the attacks from the others were strong, all of them combined did not equal the damage caused by this young man!

It was as if this nameless flame was created specifically to kill him!

This terrifying flame, combined with the trap set by the Grand Preceptor Lingyun, was simply flawless, leaving no way to escape to heaven or earth, and no chance of survival whatsoever!

"What exactly did the Imperial Preceptor Lingyun discover in the Great Void back then?!"

However, gradually, Ying Daoyi's roar subsided.

The consciousness filled with gray fog is fading away, and the gray fog is also dissipating in large swaths. The eerie source that has persisted for several eras is finally about to face destruction and end today!

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Chapter 0395

Faced with the increasingly weak gray fog, both Feng Xia and the village chief couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

After all, that was a strange source that had existed for countless years, which not only destroyed the Lingyun Kingdom, but also left its mark on even more ancient times.

Countless lives were lost, one powerful figure after another fell, and one era after another passed away...

For three thousand years, they have eagerly awaited this day amidst blood and tears.

Finally, on this very day, they have grasped the pen that brings the story to a close!

"Your Majesty, Father—"

Tears welled up in the village chief's eyes: "Did you see this? Did you witness this day?"

He and his companions saw it, but many of his old friends will never see it again.

"You can't destroy me... I am indestructible!"

At the critical moment, Ying Daoyi couldn't help but let out a long howl: "In this world, where there is yang, there is yin; where there is life, there is death; where there is light, there is darkness—"

"If we don't awaken now, when will we?!"

As the roar subsided, Ying Daoyi seemed to have exhausted all his strength, his breath rapidly weakening, and he gradually vanished into nothingness amidst the raging fury of all living beings.

After an unknown amount of time, all the gray fog disappeared.

The pressure that had been weighing on everyone's hearts also dissipated completely.

"Is it over?" Mo Lianque let out a long breath.

"It's really over!"

The village chief spoke in a trembling voice, sounding like he was crying, yet also like he was laughing: "Grand Preceptor... are we dreaming? We're really not dreaming, are we?"

A mysterious origin, years of disaster...

Is it over?

They had dreamt of this day before, but they never expected it to come so soon!

How long has it been since Fengxia arrived in the village?

In the blink of an eye, even the source of the strange occurrences was quelled!

For them, this was more fantastic than a dream!

“Now that it’s over, can we…” Long Da’s gaze fell on the burial mound in the distance.

"The plan to transform the world... has finally reached its final stage!"

Mo Lianque's breathing also became rapid.

The people gathered here come from all over the world, from different countries, different races, and even different eras.

They share the same, yet different, goals.

And now, it seems that the long-cherished wish is within reach!

"It's definitely not a dream."

Only Feng Xia's gaze remained remarkably calm: "However, it's not time to let our guard down yet. This is the source of the strangeness. No matter how much preparation we've made, how could it be so easily wiped out?"

He had sparred with Ying Daoyi quite a few times, and he could even confidently say that, in the present world, at least in the current Xuan Yuan world, few people understood this strange source better than him.

It is an immortal monster born from the deepest, darkest origin of the soul.

Even with the combined power of the entire Lingyun era, it could not be destroyed. Instead, it was destroyed by this monster. Even if it created the Wrath of All Beings, it might not be able to finish the job in one battle!

Sure enough, an indescribable tremor, as if emanating from the depths of everyone's heart, a darkness and a shadow, quietly emerged.

Along with that, a faint sound of flowing water could be heard, gurgling and splashing, as if it came from another time and space.

"We are immortal!"

In that instant, countless voices arose, bursting forth from endless obsessions, transforming into visible echoes that reverberated from the hearts of every individual!

Everyone present immediately felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted from their hearts.

It weighed more than a thousand pounds, pressing down on people so hard they couldn't breathe!

"What...is this?!" Mo Lianque's expression changed drastically.

"Through the long years and endless time, one after another, peerless heroes have passed away, and generation after generation of civilizations have turned into waves, but we will live on forever, immortal and indestructible!"

That deep voice, disregarding the barriers of space, resounded directly in everyone's hearts.

"Do you really think that the gray fog is all there is?"

shhhhh--

An indescribable shadow looms over everyone's heart.