The ferry was flooded, and the body of Baijun Daojun sank forever in it.
The boundary sea shrinks at an alarming speed, and the chaos barrier approaches from both sides, opening the prelude to darkness and welcoming the arrival of turmoil!
The white-haired devil left the ferry in time, and all the monks in Bajun were transferred by Tianchanzi in time and escaped.
Looking at the nine-colored vortex of light in the distance disappearing little by little, a long darkness ushered in between heaven and earth, and everyone felt bitter and sad in their hearts.
"Dark turmoil is coming, and we have lost the protection of the Dao Lords. Where should we go?"
The more than 5,000 surviving monks were confused, not knowing where their future lay.
Most of them have never experienced the coming dark turmoil, and the Dao Lords with experience are already dead.
This day is destined to be unforgettable for the entire Chaos Sea. From today on, there will be no Dao Lord in the world!
After hesitation and fear, more than 5,000 monks left together. No matter how bumpy the future was, they had to go on.
One day later, under Tianchanzi's treatment, most of the Bajun monks came to their senses.
Although some were injured and some were disabled, fortunately, everyone saved their lives.
However, after the disaster, all the Bajun monks did not have any joy on their faces. They all had heavy expressions. Feng Yaya sat in the corner, her tears never stopped for a moment.
The members who still had the ability to move had already divided their forces into many directions. The White-haired Demon Lord and the Infinite Tyrannosaurus were traveling through many star paths, digging three feet into the ground as if they were crazy.
They are all looking for the Overlord's body.
You want to see people when you are alive, and you want to see corpses when you die!
Finally, within the estimated possible range, the sky-devouring demon butterflies swarmed on a desolate Death Star and discovered the Overlord's body.
The strong wind howled, and the bloody corpse was covered by gravel and rubble. When the white-haired Demon King, the Infinity Tyrannosaurus, and the seriously injured Wuming and others arrived, it was almost impossible to identify it as Gu Chen's body.
However, the Origin Overlord Cauldron floated one foot above the corpse like an ever-bright lamp, concisely and powerfully explaining the identity of the corpse in front of him.
The moment Feng Yaya saw the body, she burst into tears on the spot. Regardless of her serious injuries, she rushed forward and tried to dig out the body with her bare hands.
The white-haired devil stopped her, and brought up a gust of breeze with his big sleeves, which blew away all the gravel and yellow sand, and finally let Gu Chen's body see the light of day again.
Seeing Gu Chen's first scene, the white-haired devil's heart sank.
The injury was so severe that even the Niwan Palace between the eyebrows was dug out. In this case, I am afraid that Daozu cannot save it!
Tian Chanzi rushed past everyone and immediately wanted to heal Gu Chen's injuries. He took out the elixir and wanted to feed it to Gu Chen.
However, Gu Chen's lips were shriveled and cracked, and he had already lost his vitality. How could he take the elixir?
After trying for a long time to no avail, Tian Chanzi sighed heavily, his eyes showing sadness.
For him, the leader Gu Chen is like a confidant, allowing him to take further steps on the path of alchemy, which can be said to be as great a favor as a mountain.
Now that he has finally refined the eternal golden elixir he wanted, he can never wake up again!
"Stand up for me and die like this, are you willing?"
Immortal Emperor Qitian was supported by others and dragged his seriously injured body to Gu Chen. His eyes were red and he roared loudly.
He couldn't accept this fact. He couldn't accept that the brother who couldn't be killed no matter how hard he was beaten and whose will was so strong that no one dared to accept him died like this!
Starting from the Eastern Wasteland of the Kunlun Continent, they had lived and died together. Even if the gods and gods wanted to kill them, they had survived tenaciously, crushing powerful enemies from all directions with smiles on their faces.
But now, Gu Chen died so aggrievedly, in front of him, which he couldn't accept!
He roared angrily, hoping that his brother lying on the ground would sit up, laugh, and punch him hard, but in the end he didn't get any response.
"Get up, get up..."
Immortal Emperor Qi Tian knelt in front of Gu Chen's corpse, lost his mind and muttered to himself.
Everyone gathered around Gu Chen's body and mourned silently.
The white-haired devil did not give up any hope and personally inspected Gu Chen's body.
When his consciousness swept across the damaged space inside Gu Chen's body, he suddenly felt moved.
"This is……"
He used his magical power, and the next moment, there was a black-haired boy in front of everyone.
It's Gu Yi!
Even at the last moment of his life, Gu Chen tried his best to protect him and made him unscathed!
"Who is he? How did he become like this?"
Gu Yi appeared and stared blankly at Gu Chen's body on the ground, not understanding what happened.
"He used his last strength to protect him."
The white-haired devil explained to everyone with complicated emotions.
Many Bajun members looked at Gu Yi, looking at the face that was very similar to Gu Chen, with mixed feelings in their hearts.
"He is your father, don't you know him?"
Feng Yaya stepped forward and said that Gu Chen had to fight to the death to save Gu Yi. She knew that Gu Yi must be his biggest concern before his death, and they had the responsibility to take good care of him for him.
"Father……"
Gu Yi's eyes showed confusion, and he stared at Gu Chen for a long time, his eyes uncontrollably, and tears kept rolling down.
"I obviously don't know him, why am I crying..."
He said, and everyone looked at each other in shock.
There was obviously something wrong with Gu Yi's body. It looked like he had lost his memory but not quite. Gu Chen might not have known about this until his death...
"Fang Yuan!"
The Immortal Emperor Qitian understood everything and looked up to the sky and screamed, even though the water from three rivers could not wash away his hatred!
The Overlord is dead, and an era has come to an end.
Although they were unwilling to admit this fact, the monks in Bajun still began to take care of Gu Chen's funeral.
The Dwarf Emperor made a Death Star into a coffin. Feng Yaya arranged Gu Chen's remains, put on clean clothes, and sent him into the coffin.
Gu Yi was taken care of by Wu Ming and others in turns. After Gu Chen's death, the son who was protected by Gu Chen to the death was recognized by everyone and became the young master of Bajun.
"What are you going to do next?"
The white-haired devil went through all kinds of troubles to find Gu Chen, but he didn't expect that all he saw in the end was a corpse. It was already too late to say anything or do anything he wanted to do, and he felt his interest was waning.
"What Uncle Gu wanted to do most before was to go home. I want to send him home."
Feng Yaya looked at the peaceful Gu Chen in the coffin and said softly.
Gu Yi left the Ninth Realm. Although it is not sure how he came out, it shows that the Ninth Realm may no longer be an isolated place.
That was Gu Chen's hometown, and Feng Yaya knew that he had always wanted to go back. Now that he was dead, she could no longer do anything for him. At least, she had to let him return to his roots.
"In Gu Yi's current state, I don't know what happened in the Ninth Realm. I must find Gu Chen's remaining family members."
Immortal Emperor Qitian also said that he was worried about the safety of his old friends in the Ninth Realm. With Fang Yuan's ruthlessness, it was hard to imagine what he had done there.
"The Ninth Realm?"
There was a look of reminiscence in the white-haired devil's eyes, and then he nodded. "Okay, I'll go back with you. This is the only thing I can do for him."
He felt guilty in his heart. If he could have found Gu Chen earlier, maybe all the tragedies would not have happened.
He was the last hope for the rise of the hegemony, but he unfortunately died young.