I picked up the scattered attributes

"The lair of the King of Burial Gods has been destroyed!"

Screams suddenly rang out from somewhere.

"There seems to be something inside, it looks like a sun—"

This day.

Within a radius of more than half of the cosmic burial ground, one could feel that terrifying aura rising into the sky, high above, filled with domineering majesty that suppressed everything.

Some even saw a gray sun rising, distorting space and radiating endless negative energy; just a glance at it could drive people completely mad.

"This guy's strength is extremely terrifying, but he is limited to the level of God Lord because he needs to constantly fight against the pressure of the Heavenly Dao."

Even the First Emperor felt a heavy weight in his heart: "Now, facing an unprecedented crisis, the Lord of Gray Mist has disregarded the pressure from the Heavenly Dao and unleashed all his forces to deal with it..."

If he were still in his prime, he believed he could still fight him.

Unfortunately, he is currently in a bizarre state between life and death, with his strength reduced to a mere fraction, making it impossible for him to contend with Ying Daoyi!

"This kid messed up again..."

His gaze fell on Feng Xia.

But the next moment, Zu Long couldn't help but be taken aback.

Even when facing the overwhelming pressure, Feng Xia's eyes remained bright and alert. After the initial surprise, the smile on his face was even more radiant than ever before!

"That's it, that's it."

He couldn't help but burst into laughter, his gaze becoming increasingly clear.

The Lord of the Gray Mist looked at him coldly: "Little thing, you can die now."

Boom——

The gray fog poured down like a dam bursting and the sky collapsing.

But in that instant, figures suddenly emerged from Feng Xia's body. These figures had the same appearance as him and exuded the same aura!

"What is he doing..." Zu Long was stunned.

Feng Xia turned to look at Zu Long and bowed slightly to him: "Fellow Daoist Zu Long, after this matter is settled, I hope you will protect my old friends. As for the promise I made to you, as long as time continues to flow and the universe has not been destroyed, I will definitely come to keep my promise!"

Zu Long was stunned, then nodded: "If you can handle the current situation, I can naturally protect them. But if you can't, everyone here will die."

"With your words of comfort, I am relieved."

Feng Xia nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Lu Tiancheng. His consciousness surged violently, and countless pieces of information rushed into Lu Tiancheng's mind without warning: "Brother Lu."

Lu Tiancheng sensed something unusual and, enduring the excruciating pain in his head, said, "Brother Xia, what are you doing—"

“I’ve wanted to meet you for a long time.” Feng Xia grinned, looking relaxed. “Unfortunately, even after we met, there hasn’t been a suitable opportunity to talk about our ambitions.”

Outside, a turbulent gray fog swirled, yet at that very moment, Lu Tiancheng experienced a strange illusion.

It was as if he and Feng Xia had known each other for many years, and even with just a glance or a gesture, the other party could easily understand the meaning.

However, Lu Tiancheng was quite clear that he did not know Feng Xia at all before this!

"Brother Xia, who exactly are you...?"

"I am Xia Donghai."

Feng Xia uttered the name he had said a thousand times before: "You can temporarily regard me as your national advisor."

"The Imperial Advisor? But..."

Feng Xia looked at Yu Hui again, a hint of apology in his eyes: "Fellow Daoist Yu Hui, I'm afraid I can't keep my promise this time, but one day I will definitely come back and find the ancestral land of the Feather God Clan for you."

"Xia Lang, what about me?"

At this point, Chang Xi calmly raised an eyebrow.

Only her ten fingers clenched involuntarily.

"Miss Changxi, you..."

A large bell suddenly appeared above Feng Xia's head!

Zhong Bo time-space!

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Chapter 0990

All of this seemed slow, but in reality, it all happened in an instant, at the speed of divine communication.

Just as Feng Xia wanted to say something more to Chang Xi, the gray fog had already completely descended, leaving them no chance to communicate.

Feng Xia sighed, and a large, golden bell appeared above his head.

On the wall of the large bell, one mysterious symbol after another lit up, like the most beautiful symbols and the most magnificent characters in the world, depicting an incomparably beautiful world.

The resounding bells seemed to freeze time and space.

In the distance, Feng Xia could see an invisible ancient street emerging, traversing the universe and penetrating through the ages.

Under the pressure of the Lord of Gray Mist, he finally achieved perfection in his cultivation and officially stepped into the realm of the Dao Court. Now, when he looks at this long street again, he can see much more.

The existence of the ancient street was even more special than he had imagined, stretching far into the long river of time, to the ancient and desolate primordial era.

From his perspective, it was as if he could see scenes from the past, fragments of lost history, all coalescing into cross-sections of cosmic light, flowing across an invisible river.

At the other end of the long street lies a vast and unknown future.

Because the future has not yet happened and everything is uncertain, we can only see a hazy glow, but not any real scene.

"I happen to come from the future, and what is an unknown future for this era is, for me, already a set history!"

Even today, Feng Xia still cannot understand this method of reversing time.

"Hmm? There seems to be... someone in that halo of light?!"

Suddenly, Feng Xia's gaze sharpened.

In the hazy glow of the future, he vaguely saw a majestic figure standing there!

When he tried to take a closer look, he found that the halo was constantly changing, hazy and beautiful, creating endless strange phenomena, as if his fleeting glimpse just now was merely a wonderful illusion.

"Xia Lang, will you ever come back—"

Chang Xi suddenly pounced on him.

However, Zhong Bo spread out completely, engulfing both Feng Xia and the Lord of Gray Mist.

The raging waves subsided and silence returned.

Chang Xi stood there quietly, tears streaming down her face.

Why do I have this feeling that your departure will be forever?

"Disappeared?"

Yu Hui opened his eyes, shivering.

Zu Long squinted and sensed for a long time. Then he looked at the void that had returned to calm and pondered for a long time before slowly nodding: "It has indeed disappeared. At least within my range of perception, there is no longer any trace of gray mist."

His words were filled with astonishment and doubt: "However, even I don't understand what methods he used."

Even the First Emperor couldn't understand it, leaving everyone even more bewildered.

No one noticed that Zu Long's eyes narrowed slightly and then relaxed: "However, his bell looks very much like the bell of the Imperial Court, but we can't be completely sure... He also said that he came to investigate the death of Emperor You, so could the person behind him be from..."

"Brother Xia, who exactly are you?"

Lu Tiancheng was equally bewildered.

For him, the time he had known Feng Xia was very short, but the two seemed to have an amazing tacit understanding and had become friends without realizing it.

Now, Feng Xia actually claims to be his national advisor?

"But my Lingyun Kingdom doesn't have a national advisor..."

After sensing it repeatedly, Lu Tiancheng finally confirmed that Feng Xia's aura had indeed disappeared.

But at this moment, he recalled Feng Xia's instructions, and the breath he had just relaxed was suddenly tightened again. Even though the Lord of Gray Mist had disappeared, the crisis in Lingyun Kingdom of Xuanyuan World was still not over!

"Let's go, it's time for us to leave. Although the gray mist has disappeared, his companions and henchmen may come knocking on our door at any time."

Zu Long glanced at this void again.

After the devastation of this great battle, coupled with the intervention of the Lord of Bloodlust, the seals have been completely broken, and the Burial God King's palace is no longer an absolutely safe and secluded place.

Whether to evade enemy surveillance or to recover from the losses incurred over the past few days, they must leave this place as soon as possible.

At this point, Zu Long's gaze fell on Lu Tiancheng again: "Moreover, you should be a being in this Hun Tian Diagram, right?"

Lu Tiancheng was startled again.

He thought he had hidden himself well enough, but who would have thought that his identity would be discovered twice!

"Cough cough cough! Senior Zulong, I don't understand what you're talking about." Lu Tiancheng simply pretended to be stupid.

“The aura emanating from you is of the same origin as that of the Imperial Court. Others may not be able to tell, but I am certain of it.”

Zulong glanced at Lu Tiancheng indifferently before answering slowly, "I have spent many years in the Imperial Court."