Reborn 80,000 Years

Click... click...

A shattering sound came from the space.

The terrifying strength of the Hu Che Holy Beast directly broke the so-called wall of illusion.

puff--

In the air, several streaks of blood shot out from Ling Niansheng's body. The illusion condensed by endless disillusionment was simply a reflection of his own spiritual power.

It was quite rare for Ling Niansheng to still be able to breathe after flying upside down in the air for a stunt that put his soul on the line but ended in a miserable defeat.

But that’s all—

There was a thud... Ling Niansheng fell heavily to the ground and couldn't help but cough up a stream of blood again.

But what was most difficult for him to accept, or in other words, what gave him the final blow to his faith, was that at the moment he fell, he saw the collapsed stone formation next to him and the body of Mo Li, who had long since died. .

"Yan-mo-duo!!"

Amidst the unwilling roar, a huge tiger claw landed heavily on the ground.

boom--

Under the huge force, the ground was cracked, and the powerful impact caused the surrounding snow to roll down again. However, all the falling snow automatically moved away when encountering the giant tiger with wings spread.

Because they knew that the holy beast that killed a god general with a wave of his hand was the real master of the Snow Mountain.

——

The Shura tribe won.

Even though Luo Qiantuo had already led the hastily assembled army to the devastated battlefield, he still couldn't believe that Yang Chen and others had defeated the fierce celestial beings just relying on the strength of Wang Xuanjun.

After learning that the bloody battle was won, the Shura tribe were overwhelmed with sudden joy.

And those old men with clear hearts, who had witnessed the bloody battle between two generations of Shura, were praying painfully for their deceased companions at this time.

"We won!"

After checking their eyes with everyone, Po Zhi stood on the high platform and announced their victory to all the Asuras.

The sound of roaring mountains and tsunami came from all over the mountains and plains. This was a sea of ​​joy.

But Po Zhi couldn't bear to deceive these people, so she changed the subject and said:

"We won...but it was a miserable victory..."

"In this battle, the two commanders of the Wangxuan Army who fought to the death have returned to dust. May their Shura souls always illuminate our path forward."

"At the same time, there are also those Wangxuan soldiers who died when they first encountered the surprise attack by the gods. They are the most heroic warriors of the Shura tribe. They are heroes among all tribes who should be forever respected."

Po Zhi shouted to the whole land with a very strong voice:

"To the soldiers, with the highest respect!"

"Long live the Shura clan!"

All the Shura clan raised their heads at the same time. Some of them looked serious, and some looked painful. But at this moment, their hearts were more filled with respect for the soldiers of the Wang Xuan Army who were fighting on the front line.

"Long live the Shura clan!"

"Long live the Shura clan..."

At this moment, the same call sign spread throughout the mountains and fields, and also spread throughout the entire continent.

Yes, this battle, which has been recorded in the history of the Shura clan, is enough to prove that the Shura clan is by no means a lamb to be slaughtered.

Similarly, the two people in the Shura Clan's Oracle also became the beings respected by all the Shura Clan during this battle.

Following Po Zhi's words, everyone's attention immediately shifted to the two inconspicuous looking humans.

Many people already knew the identities of Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao, but more of them were curious about the two of them.

But Po Zhi knew clearly and told everyone in detail that in this battle, if Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao had not appeared, even he might not be able to stand here alive. As expected, the world was still in an uproar. .

"My mother-in-law, I swear by the purple gold crown on my head that the two human clan members, Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao, will be my Shura clan's eternal friends."

"In times of crisis, if all the heavens and worlds are against you two, the one standing behind you will definitely be my Shura clan!"

Po Zhi raised her crown high, and the purple gold crown emitted seven colors of light, just like it was when Po Zhi of Jingling Mountain received the inheritance.

The dark clouds cleared and golden light shone in the sky.

The Purple Gold Crown also buzzed.

Two very similar light groups emerged from the purple gold crown, and then quickly integrated into Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao's bodies.

Everyone who witnessed all this immediately realized that this was Zijin Guan's acknowledgment of this oath.

It also shows that this is the will of Shura Dao, which fully recognizes the achievements of Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao.

Millions of Shura clan members shouted the names of Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao at the same time, causing Yang Chen to shrug helplessly.

He didn't feel that he had done anything great. In the end, what they did seemed to have been revealed by the prophecy.

But at such a moment, he would not disappoint everyone.

After smiling at each other with Ling Yuyao, Yang Chen also walked to the high platform, side by side with Po Zhi.

"Thank you for your kindness. You two will be my forever friends from now on. I will keep my word."

Po Zhi looked at Yang Chen firmly, and Yang Chen smiled back.

"That would be a lot of trouble."

——

I don’t know how many days have passed.

The land of nothingness was impacted by powerful forces until the power of rules was regenerated.

Because of the power of the rules, the sun, moon, mountains and rivers can move, and the will of Shura Tao is also subtly restoring this land that has not received favor for a long time.

The dispersed coalition forces seemed to finally be living the peaceful life they dreamed of.

Since the crisis is no longer there, there is naturally no so-called hatred.

The return of the giants to the Shura family tree is a pretty big deal.

In Ganlu City, with the three kings present, many Shura clan elders witnessed this historic moment.

Shaoli's sluggish look when he was re-awarded Shura by Po Chi on behalf of the giant clan made all the witnesses laugh. This was of course just a joke.

Even Xuan Mian, the leader of the Xuan Snake Clan, stepped forward apologetically and expressed to Shaoli that the Xuan Snake Clan would coexist amicably with the Giant Clan in the future.

Happiness happens everywhere.

However--

Wow...

Po Zhi pushed open the door of the royal palace. The royal city was still deserted, but he walked very quickly and didn't care about it.

Go round and round and go straight up to the tall building.

Before the last door in front of him was about to open, Po Zhi took a deep breath.

"Everyone is already here... let's get started, shall we?"

Jiluo Qiantuo was still standing in the center. In front of the huge round table, there were several familiar real talkers of the Shura clan sitting there.

Of course, this time there was an unfamiliar face, and it seemed that many people had deep prejudices against this person's existence.

When Po Zhi slowly walked to the seat in the center of the round table and sat down, the out-of-place figure finally stood up and said in a slightly childish tone:

"Please allow me to introduce myself. At least... on behalf of my family, I will introduce my purpose of coming."

Liu Xin said with a smile. Everyone present had different expressions and seemed to have their own thoughts.

Only Yang Chen and Liu Xin looked at each other, as if they had known each other for a long time, and their smiles remained the same.