Rise and decline are the main themes of the universe.
Even the chaos of the top world is the same.
The God-Slaying Court has come to an end and has ceased to exist in name only, so naturally many people care about it.
Only the Ancestral God Heaven is still watching closely.
Time passes year after year.
Except for Tianyuan, who is still clinging to his former glory, Aman is still missing.
After another epoch, the world has undergone great changes.
Most of the sects in the Five Forbidden Heavens have formed an alliance with the three masters and the ancestral gods, and have reached unity in fighting against the torrent of darkness.
In the face of such dangers, there are naturally fewer fights in the world.
While waiting for Xiao Ye's instructions in the Ancestral God's Heavenly Court, the three main sects were actively preparing.
Whether it is Cheng Wen brother and sister, Nandu, Fowler, or the three masters who have been freed from the rules of the world, they all have certain experiences due to their past experiences.
They selected innate gods with certain strength from various gates to form an army of gods and soldiers.
And gather the innate treasures in the chaos and transport them to the three main gates.
Either refining a large number of artifacts, or setting up a large formation in the chaos to condense a shelter against all the ways.
In front of the torrent of darkness.
Those who are qualified to participate are in the minority after all, and most of them are cannon fodder. If you don't want tragedies to happen again, you must prepare in advance.
However, the Lord of Heaven, who was regarded as the leader, had not shown up for a while and was still recuperating.
but.
However, someone saw that the other person's time and destiny avatar had walked out of the myriad changes, shuttled through the chaos, and reached many secret places, sensing, deducing, and searching.
Others speculated that Zhenhuang might be looking for traces of Aman.
But Nandu, Fowler and others were in high spirits.
They know.
Those who survived the raging torrent of darkness were not only the innate gods, but also some masters, but they were scattered somewhere unknown.
Actions like suppressing the famine are probably preparations for inviting those masters to come out in the future.
This also means.
It is really a critical moment to fight against the torrent of darkness.
I just don’t know how much time is left for them.
The three main gates are no longer what they used to be.
There are more than two hundred innate gods gathered here, many of them can dominate the Heavenly Dao Ranking, and their combat power is even comparable to that of the Lord.
This also resulted in the three main gates being surrounded by all kinds of divine lights all day long, the avenues roaring continuously, and the supreme aura rising to the sky. They were the giants in future generations, able to command the world.
No matter where you stand, even if you are in the Heavenly Court of the Ancestral Gods, you must avoid its sharp edges.
This day.
The three main gates were very lively.
But in this excitement, there is a sense of solemnity and heaviness.
Deep in the courtyard, there is a peach blossom forest.
A gust of breeze blew, and the fallen flowers were scattered all over the ground.
In the peach blossom forest, there are many shadows, and a large number of creatures gather here, including innate gods, acquired creatures and the sons of chaos gods.
It was just so quiet in the field that you could hear the drop of a needle.
Everyone's eyes fell on the cemetery ahead.
Tombstones stand up one after another in the cemetery.
"Bane of the Ancient Gods!"
"Mistin of the Winged God Group!"
"Ivan of the Taishen Group!"
"The Death Peng King of the Three Main Clans!"
"The three main groups are invincible!"
…
One after another, the names that once glorified Chaos appeared on the tombstones.
The number of dead people counted is a huge number.
The owners of these names all passed away under the impact of the torrent of darkness. No corpses were left behind, and the tombstones were empty.
These are just the tip of the iceberg, there are many more whose names have never been handed down.
Deep in the cemetery, there is a huge monument surrounded by many tombstones.
The name on the giant monument is even more astonishing.
Above the names of Taishen Lord and Wing God Lord, there are two words - Xiao Ye!
"Hey, think back to the beginning, these masters were fighting among themselves, and they did not hesitate to start a master war to determine the winner or loser. In the end, not only did they become other people's pawns, but they ended up sharing the same monument."
The purple-robed strong man Yi Lian grinned and whispered.
He is Yi Kam.
After resting for a while, he has recovered more than half of his body.
Beside him, Xiaobai, Yingshao, Che Yuanhou and others stared at the name Xiao Ye, with indelible sadness in their eyes.
"Junior Brother Xiao Ye!"
"Son of God!"
…
Chun Mieyang, Yu Yuchi, Xia Feng, Weimos and others are also on the list.
When Cheng heard about the brothers and sisters, they had already burst into tears.
Xiao Ye has passed away for more than a thousand years, and now, they have the opportunity to get together and say goodbye to each other.
As time goes by.
Innate spirits kept arriving and went deep into the cemetery to worship.
The innate gods born in later generations all know the truth of the taboo history. Knowing how much the owners of these names have paid, respect arises in their hearts.
Today's grand funeral ceremony was attended by too many innate gods.
"The Xiao family is here!"
At this time, a group of human beings walked into the cemetery.
The leaders were none other than Xiao Fan and Xiao Nian.
They are all wearing mourning clothes.
Bingya also supported a woman.
The woman was very young, and time had not left any traces on her face, but at this moment she was emotionally out of control.
"My Ye'er..."
When the woman saw the name on the monument, she made a shrill voice, then trembled and fainted.
"mother!"
Bingya quickly supported Luo Meilan, feeling sad.
After they were rescued and came to the three main gates to recuperate, all the Xiao family members who had been sealed in the space artifacts by them were also unsealed.
In his deep sleep, he spent more than a thousand epochs.
When I woke up, I heard such bad news. No one in the Xiao family could accept it.
For example, Henry Zhang and Luo Meilan both fainted several times.
Coming here today, I still can't bear the pain of losing my son.
"Ye'er, since you became successful in martial arts, my father can no longer help you. Instead, I have repeatedly distracted you from taking care of you. It's my incompetence!"
Xiao Yang walked to the giant monument, touched the name, and also burst into tears.
"grandfather……"
Xiao Nian had tears in his eyes and wanted to step forward to help Henry Zhang up, but the other party waved his hand.
"After the funeral ceremony, send us useless Xiao family members to the mortal world."
Xiao Yang helped Luo Meilan, who had passed out, and left the cemetery.
The other members of the Xiao family were silent for a while, then stepped forward to pay their respects one after another.
At this time, no one noticed a misty figure standing in the distance, looking in this direction.
This is Xiao Ye's time clone.
His expression seemed calm, but his heart was like a knife piercing it.
His parents were suffering from the pain of losing their son, and he wanted to tell them that he was still alive.
But he can't!
Even extreme reactions cannot be shown!
"Mom and dad, don't worry, this scene will never happen again!"
Xiao Ye secretly thought, the time clone suddenly turned around and turned into a stream of light and escaped.
