Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

[Star: Did Teacher Danheng commit such a grave crime? Stealing the Jianmu tree and killing the Chuanyun cavalry?]

[Fireworks: Oh dear, how could this little dragon be so naughty!]

[Dan Heng: ??? Your brains... are really messed up.]

[Jing Yuan: Cough cough, it's Shuhu, the Envoy of Abundance, Shuhu. The only envoy among all the envoys to date to be described with the title "He," the "Envoy of the God of Life." The Rebellion of Drinking the Moon should be considered an aftermath of that cataclysmic disaster, or perhaps a small outbreak of racial conflict within the Immortal Ship Alliance.]

[March 7th: Huh? Is it that complicated?]

[Fu Xuan: The Five Heroes of the Clouds. I've heard of that era; it was the most glorious period in Luofu's history. The most elite fox-person flying pilot, Bai Heng; the youngest craftsman, Bai Ye Yingxing; the most decorated swordsman, General Jing Yuan; and the Dragon Lord, Yin Yue Jun, Dan Feng. During that time, Luofu defeated the most powerful tribe of the Bu Li people, capturing their leader, Hu Lei, laying a crucial foundation for the current decline of the Fengrao people. The five were full of vigor and shared a common spirit; they were a dazzling legend within the alliance.]

[Huaiyan: Unfortunately, times change, and everything changed after that incident. Yingxing also gave himself a new name, Ren...]

[March 7th: So, what exactly happened? Dan Heng and Ren were once sworn brothers? Now it seems...]

[Star: It seems like we've become sworn brothers now.]

In the light screen, rows of golden characters drifted down.

A dream within a dream, an avatar outside of oneself.

Danfeng returned to the moment before his self was about to disappear, coldly watching as he transformed into a dragon and entangled in a fierce battle with that ever-changing shadow of flesh and blood.

In his near-death hallucination, the divine messenger (Shūhū) presented him with a bizarre vision: stars pulsated and chanted like red blood cells, and the universe descended into an abyss of flesh and desire. The dragon's heart throbbed with all its might, its claws raised, its breath exhaled, and its anger surged—but no matter how powerful it became, life could not contend with the true form of the messenger of the god of life.

Until a starship pierced everything like an arrow, he saw the girl struggling to crawl out of the ruins, holding aloft an absolutely dark "sun".

In that fleeting, eternal instant, he watched her hand vanish, watched her face vanish, he watched her vanish—the object shattered everything around it into the finest dust, swept into a storm of power, along with the girl herself. A strand of hair and a few drops of blood fell to the ground.

These are the only traces left that prove she existed.

[March 7th: Oh! How tragic... So, that girl saved Danheng, no, Danfeng?]

[Jing Yuan: That's right. Bai Heng, the fox-person aviator, turned the tide at the last moment, but the weapon wasn't actually hers. She died because of it.]

[Jing Liu: But if it ended here, everything could still be salvaged. At least in our memories, Bai Heng would retain his most perfect image. However, Yin Yue, and the now elderly Ying Xing, are as reckless as greenhorn recruits on their first battle. Now they are sworn enemies, but back then, who wouldn't sigh that they were truly "close friends," incredibly audacious!]

[Jiaoqiu: Extreme intelligence is often a curse, and deep affection is short-lived. Was it their overly profound friendship that ultimately led to disaster?]

[Jingyuan: Sigh... Things always turn around when they reach their extreme. After the worst comes the best.]

The golden lettering fluttered down once more, catching the eye of everyone in the world.

Danfeng parted the sea and came to the depths of the palace ruins to bury the remaining blood of his old friend, or to create a new life that had not been born for a long time—or perhaps these two things were one, a long-unfulfilled desire, the last straw that broke the dragon's back.

The craftsman, sword in hand, guarded the path, his body covered in blood. He urged himself to make up his mind.

Danfeng: "They died in an instant... We won, but how many more times can we win? How many more times will we have to pay this price?"

"Look at this Jianmu tree, it's still alive. As long as Jianmu stands, the monsters... they can come back again and again. The war between the Immortal Boat people, the Fox people, and the Vidyadharas against these evil creatures will never end."

Yingxing: "Yes, none of us are anything special! We each only have one life, and sacrificing for this, dying for that... it's all our own choice. Just like she chose to save you and Jingliu... just like she chose to let more people live!"

War, and the lives lost in it—each one, like himself, was a living being. He thought of their faces, closed his eyes wearily, and made a decision.

Danfeng took a deep breath: "If given the chance... we would also choose to let her, and many more people, live—Chiming has his own way of saving lives. I can try."

[March 7th: Huh? What do you mean by having your own way of salvation? Resurrection can be achieved even outside of Onphalus?!]

The same thought arose and fell throughout the Milky Way, and many people sat up straight.

There was an unexpected bonus!

The idea of ​​being resurrected from the dead is something that any intelligent life has longed for, but alas, this universe is far too cruel, with interstellar trade wars, global locust plagues, imperial wars, and all sorts of world-ending disasters coming one after another.

After shedding their childishness, those unrealistic ideas had to bow to reality.

But now it seems there's great potential!

In the Milky Way, extinguished ambitions seemed to reignite almost imperceptibly.

[Black Tower: Interesting. This is far more interesting than rejuvenation; is it a technology unique to immortals?]

[Jing Yuan: Not entirely... Well, there's no need to hide it now. The Chiming Clan, or rather, Dan Feng himself, has always possessed a technique for reincarnation called the Dragon Transformation Technique. Dan Feng has improved it to the point that it can transform outsiders into Chiming, but for various reasons, he has never tested it. Moreover, it doesn't inherently possess the power to resurrect the dead, but unfortunately, its unparalleled vitality gave the two people present hope that day.]

[Sunday: To use the blood of the enemy to fill the heart of a comrade and make it beat again? That is indeed an audacious act.]

[Nguyen Mai: However, theoretically speaking, it makes sense. Hmm... an enviable opportunity for experimentation.]

[Jing Yuan: Who can deny it? It is indeed a rather beautiful blueprint. Furthermore, the Chiming Clan has long suffered from a population that is only decreasing and not increasing. Finally, just as the story in the light screen tells, tempted by the desire to bring their closest companions back to life, the two broke into the forbidden area and stole Shuhu's remains, and Bai Heng's… remains. If successful, they can naturally create a fait accompli; after all, Bai Heng is the hero who saved Luofu, and no one has the right to condemn her!]

[Mirror Flow: As for the ritual to bring her back, it could become a miracle renowned throughout the world. Two destined travelers, not even messengers, actually snatched power from the hands of a true god... But unfortunately, opportunity turned into danger.]

March 7th: They...failed?

Now that things have come to this point, how could she not understand? If it had succeeded, Dan Heng would definitely be living a life of luxury in Luofu right now, why would he need to start stabbing each other the moment he met Ren?

The world's enthusiasm has cooled considerably.

So, it was all for nothing after all? Was resurrection just an illusion?

[Jingyuan: No! In a sense, they succeeded!]