Dongshen Zhuoyan stood in front of the Star Sea Divine Ship and looked towards the horizon.
On the other side of the sky, the sea is rolling, and waves thousands of meters high are rushing into the sky.
Countless blue whales rush forward in the waves, so densely packed that they can’t even be counted.
Boom!
Boom!
The blue sky, the sea, and the phantom god rush up and down, shining with bright starlight, and countless ices shoot in it.
"Woo!"
The roar of billions of giant whales is melodious and profound.
Boom boom boom, the endless mountains and seas are shaking!
The sky is falling apart!
On the Dark Star, there hasn't been such a loud battle for a long time.
"The power of the phantom god is truly terrifying!"
Dongshen Zhuoyan turned around and said to Dongshen Xiaoli and the others: "When we arrive, you are all in the Star Sea Divine Ship. No one is allowed to come out! I will save them!"
"Uh-huh!"
Dongshen Xiaoli and Jiang Feiling nodded quickly.
"You all stay here and take advantage of the opportunity!"
On the Star Sea Divine Ship, there were hundreds of cultivators from the Dongshen Clan in northern Taibei, but Dongshen Zhuolan did not let them participate in the battle.
This is because phantom gods like the Huantian Clan are not afraid of group fights.
If you are not strong enough, you will die in vain if you rush forward, and you will not be able to share anything.
Boom boom boom!
The Star Sea Divine Ship continued to accelerate.
"My uncle must feel very sad..."
He knew what this old man was like.
Lin Xiao is famous for his loyalty and responsibility.
He was once recognized by the entire dark star. If it weren't for Lin Mu, he would just be another respected Ku.
Dongshen Zhuoyan's eyes burned.
He saw countless brown sword energies erupting from the Sky Divine Sea Phantom God, surging in the sea.
"Uncle is not dead yet!"
"quick!"
This Star Sea Divine Ship, shaped like a flaming centipede, rushed down from the sky and rushed towards the Ghost Mist Valley.
"In order to take revenge, my aunt and his wife fought against time, practiced hard day and night, and fought against the law of heaven. They are definitely the slowest aging people on the Dark Star. After watching the battle for the inheritance of the clan, do you think this is their limit? As long as they hold on, let's see how you die!"
Dongshen Zhuoyan's heart was shaken.
He was extremely nervous, fearing that they would be defeated before he arrived.
"Hold on!"
While he was thinking this in his mind, a sudden change made Dongshen Zhuoyan stunned on the spot.
Rumble!
There was a sudden explosion ahead.
Dongshen Zhuoyan looked intently and saw a sky-holding wooden sword piercing out from the phantom god of the sky and sea, soaring straight into the sky!
This wooden sword is so big that it even reaches the sky!
Under its majestic power, the seemingly indestructible Sky Divine Sea Fantasy God suddenly shattered and exploded into countless water droplets.
Boom!!!
Suddenly, it started pouring rain all over the place!
Woohoo!
One after another, the giant blue whales also collapsed under the power of this wooden sword.
Billions of giant whales were destroyed in the tearing apart.
"The Sword in the Forest!!!"
Dongshen Zhuoyan stood stunned on the spot.
His eyes immediately turned from anger to excitement, and a deep look of admiration emerged from his eyes.
"My uncle is indeed a representative of late bloomers! Even the second sword lineage's 'Ancestral Sword' recognized him!"
"Is this the first time in his life that he has used the Sword in the Forest? Oh my God! He is five to six thousand years old. This is probably the oldest record for the Sword God Lin Clan!"
He began to slow down, then laughed and said: "When the sword in the forest came out, the two illusory gods were destroyed. These two guys killed Lin Dan. Under the anger of the two elders, they will definitely die!"
Not only him, but many Star Sea Divine Ships in the distance behind him also erupted with shocking sounds.
The three words "Sword in the Forest" resounded through the sky.
"Other seniors, when they reach my uncle's age, their strength has basically dropped by more than half, and they will decline even if they have a thousand years left. Only my uncle, who fought against the demon of life, reached his peak at this age.
An achievement that hasn’t even been completed yet!”
"In the past ten thousand years, the Sword God Lin has been recognized by the Lin family's ancestral sword, and he and Ku are the only ones! Ku has passed away, and my uncle has activated the ancestral sword to rule the Sword God Lin!"
Dongshen Zhuolan finally calmed down.
He stopped the Star Sea Divine Ship and quickly went out, heading towards the depths of Ghost Mist Valley.
"If it hadn't been for today's incident, my uncle would not have taken out the Sword in the Forest. This shows that he wanted to hide it and wait for a more suitable time... However, now that it has been released, with the Sword in the Forest's status in the Sword God Lin's family,
, this time, maybe more Lin families will accept him, and he may have a chance to return to the clan ancestral hall!"
Dongshen Zhuoyan’s heart was racing.
Boom boom boom!
The battle seems to be over.
Dongshen Zhuolan rushed forward.
Finally, he reached the deepest part of the battlefield.
Everything here is riddled with holes.
In front, there were only two old men standing alone.
One of them held an ordinary wooden sword in his hand, stuck on the ground.
He hunched his body, leaning on the wooden sword for support, breathing heavily.
In front of them, two bodies were lying on the ground.
Those two corpses, all seven internal organs were swallowed up by the sword energy.
Obviously, Zhaohua Tianjun died in battle.
Even if the Seven-Star Universe Body that has lost its Seven-Star Zang still has a lot of power, its starlight is gradually dimming.
Such a scene was deeply engraved in Dongshen Zhuolan's heart.
He could deeply feel the helplessness and desolation of these two old men.
They hate this kind of thing.
Murder, revenge, so what?
The innocent people who did not deserve to die have passed away forever.
"Woo."
Lin Yao sat down on the ground, covering his face with his sleeves, crying in pain.
The wooden sword was thrown aside.
Dong Shenyue squatted on the edge, stretched out her hands to hug him, her eyes were red.
Her face was pressed against his thin shoulder.
They who had just killed everyone were so helpless now.
Fate has played many jokes on them, and many times, even if they persist and work hard, they cannot change the outcome.
The Huantian Clan is dead!
However, Lin Dan also died.
With the disputes within the Lin family, more innocent people may die next.
Differences in ideas have caused endless tears.
They are nearly 70 years old. Even if they can change their fate against the odds, if they persist, what else can they change?
Today, the crack in Lin Xiao's heart can never be repaired.
He struggled to stand up, looking for a relic of Lin Dan's.
But……
This chaotic battlefield has reduced everything to ashes.
Not a single hair was left.
Lin Yao stood blankly in the thick fog.
"Dark tribe..."
He knew who caused all this.
"Old man, I will fight you until death, until death!"
He gritted his teeth, tears still welling up in his eyes.
Perhaps at this moment, he made a more decisive decision.
Therefore, he picked up the sword in the forest and his eyes became colder.
He also helped Dong Shenyue up and said: "Old woman, let's go back."