Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Infected by the atmosphere, and believing they would inevitably die in this situation, Xuan Yuan Yuzhu and the others who had been rushing towards the dark creatures abruptly stopped.

Familiar voice, familiar aura!

Within that chaotic golden light, they couldn't clearly see the figure, but they were absolutely certain that it was him!

"Lord Divine King!"

Almost instantly, everyone shouted towards the sky, their expressions excited.

They never expected that at the last moment, when they thought their lives were coming to an end, the Divine King would appear, rekindling hope in their despair!

If they could live, who would be willing to die like this?

These dark creatures are merely formed from the resentment and baleful energy after death; they are not flesh and blood.

"Retreat into the city!"

Jun Wuxie didn't say anything extra. He rushed into the battlefield, deep into the dark army formed of baleful energy, arriving at the area where those heroic spirits were besieged. As he moved, the runes of the Xing Zi Jue technique bloomed, his speed incredibly fast, sweeping across all directions. His figure was everywhere.

His attack on the dark army was as if thousands of him were simultaneously sweeping the battlefield, each strike causing a large number of the dark army to collapse, scattering into baleful energy.

At the same time, the Devouring power of the Life Stars within his Blessed Land was fully activated, frantically devouring the baleful energy, using the World-Grinding Wheel to grind and purify it, causing the baleful energy to rapidly decrease, preventing the dark army from reforming.

"Courting death!"

The leader of the dark army, a powerhouse at the Primordial Saint Realm, although formed from resentment in the baleful energy, still possessed overwhelming power, and attacked Jun Wuxie.

However, he was met with Jun Wuxie's fist印, which blasted him apart in the air with a single strike.

In such a forbidden law area, as a body cultivator, even a Primordial Saint Realm with flesh and blood would have to kneel, let alone a phantom body condensed from resentment.

Subsequently, he wanted to help those city-defending soldiers, but he couldn't help them at all, and could only watch them die on the battlefield in the fierce battle with the dark army.

Because this was a reappearance of the scene from that year, their ending was already destined back then, yet it was as if their unyielding obsession was re-enacting a battle in this era.

Jun Wuxie charged and killed in the dark army until millions of dark army had all dissipated, and those city-defending soldiers had all died in battle.

Their heroic spirit bodies were dissipating, turning into a rain of light, as if even their last obsession was about to be erased.

Perhaps it was because in this era, they saw the demise of the dark resentment and baleful energy, that they let go of their obsession.

"I knew there would be hope in later generations!"

That general, looking at Jun Wuxie as his body turned into a rain of light, laughed loudly towards the sky, tears twinkling in his eyes.

The tears were filled with too many emotions, the reluctance and regret of the past, the desolation of that era, and also the hope and expectation for the future.

"You cannot let go just yet!"

Jun Wuxie took action, evolving a blood energy domain barrier, sealing off this area, imprisoning the rain of light that their heroic spirit bodies had transformed into within the barrier space, preventing it from dissipating.

"That era, you guarded Canglan alone. Don't you want to personally witness or even participate in the battle to pacify the darkness in this era?"

"We… is there still a possibility for us?"

Those soldiers trembled, tears welling up in their eyes.

Suddenly, there was a strong reluctance towards this world.

Yes, that era was so difficult. They guarded this place for more than thirty years, fighting fiercely every day, without reinforcements, without supplies, fighting until their flesh and blood were withered, and their blood energy was completely exhausted.

Wasn't it all for that glimmer of hope?

If they could really see that day, how could they not want to!

"We won't be able to see it. We died in this city back then. Because we were unwilling, we left behind a wisp of obsession. Now that the factor supporting our obsession has disappeared, our obsession will also dissipate, and we will completely return to the world.

Let the people of this era strive for it. We have already seen hope, so there are no regrets…"

That general, a powerhouse at the Primordial Saint Realm, sighed helplessly.

He couldn't let it go in his heart. There was really a lot of reluctance. He wanted to personally see the day when the light would shine forever.

But he knew that it was impossible. They were, after all, people who had already fallen long ago.

"Heroic soul bodies that exist because of obsession are, after all, soul bodies. Although most of these soul bodies are condensed from your righteousness, they still retain a trace of your true soul that you refused to dissipate back then.

Even if the true soul is too weak, no matter how weak, it can become a spark that ignites a prairie fire."

After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he contracted the blood energy barrier, the chaotic golden blood energy barrier shrinking into a small ball, returning to his palm.

"The laws are forbidden here. Wait a moment. When you leave this area, I will use the power of the Rune Dao to forcibly condense your obsessive soul bodies, and then nourish you with the light of the soul, so that you can maintain a wisp of your true soul without my intervention, and then you can recover on your own.

In the future, there will always be a day when your souls will be restored to their state back then. At that time, with corresponding resources, you can re-condense your physical bodies."

Upon hearing Jun Wuxie's words, these soldiers were incredulous. "Can it really succeed? We have been dead for tens of thousands of years. Can we still be resurrected like this?"

"If I say it can, then it can. You must believe me."

Jun Wuxie gave them a definite answer. This was not the first time he had done such a thing. Although the true souls of these soldiers in front of him were extremely weak, the difficulty was not too great. Compared to those whose souls had returned to the world, it was easier to deal with.

He had once, in the Lower Realm, gathered the souls of the soldiers scattered in the world and built the Hall of Heroes, and there was already a successful precedent.

Although the Upper Realm and the Lower Realm are different universes, the essence of the universe remains unchanged, and there will be no difference in this regard.

Unless the Netherworld Hell of the Upper Realm forcibly intervenes and establishes a true reincarnation.

But obviously, that is impossible. No universe has truly established reincarnation.

Because he did not complete the last step when he constructed the illusory heavens back then.

People of later generations, even if the Heavenly Emperor takes action, cannot construct a reincarnation that fits the universe he created, unless they have the Gate of Reincarnation.

But the Gate of Reincarnation has always been in the broken True World. He only found it a few years ago, and it is now in Aunt You's hands.

"Why do you want to help us?"

These soldiers knew that this person from later generations would have to expend effort to help them restore their souls, and it might even be difficult.

"First of all, it doesn't take much effort for me to help you. Furthermore, you guarded this city back then. To this universe of the Upper Realm, you are heroes. I admire you for being such steadfast and passionate men and women. When there is hope, how can I watch you perish forever."

These soldiers were not all male cultivators; there were also a very small number of female cultivators.

Hearing him say this, the soldiers' lips trembled, wanting to say something, but they didn't say anything, but the gratitude in their eyes had already explained everything.

"It is because there are people like you guarding this world that later generations can multiply and civilization can continue.

Therefore, it is right for later generations to help you. You only need to accept it with peace of mind. You don't need to have any grateful feelings. You have given far more than others."

Hearing these words, the soldiers' eyes instantly became wet.

They never expected that later generations would still remember their sacrifices.

Seeing their expressions, Jun Wuxie felt very sad.

The families and sects of these soldiers all sacrificed themselves to resist the dark invasion back then, their entire clans died, their entire sects died!

The border defense line collapsed, and this city became the last barrier of the Canglan Ancient Star. No one came to support them, and no one came to send supplies.

This second portal located on the Canglan Ancient Star actually became an isolated city.

Even if they had prepared more resources in advance, it would not be possible to use them for thirty years under the intensity of this defensive war.

Without the supply of resources, fighting with the dark army every day, without reinforcements, and without seeing hope, one can imagine how difficult the situation was at that time.

Even so, they still held on here for thirty years, fighting until their life essence was completely exhausted.

"You should receive honor and be remembered by later generations!

Those people in your era, who didn't save you when you were in danger, who only knew how to enjoy the peace brought to them by your sacrifices in that situation, but were unwilling to give even a shred of it, as long as they still have a legacy left, I will help you settle the score!

This city is not only an important portal of Canglan, but also one of the portals of the entire starry sky. The nearby ancient life stars should also come to support, instead of ignoring it.

I will definitely get justice for you and ask for an explanation!"

"These are not important anymore. We only want to know whether our sects and families still have bloodline inheritances left.

Before going to the border wilderness with our entire clans and sects back then, we left behind the old, weak, and young. If the people of that era are grateful for our sacrifices, not to mention taking care of them, they should not make things difficult for them. Survival should not be a problem…

A long time ago, someone came here. He was a person from our era, and he was already a powerhouse at the Eternal Saint Realm when he came here.

We asked about these things, but he left in a hurry without giving us an answer.

Perhaps it was because he was worried that the remnants of the dark powerhouse in the Eternal Saint Realm were sleeping here, and he was afraid that something might happen to himself."

Jun Wuxie was silent for a moment after hearing this, and said, "What were the names of your families and sects back then, and which epoch was it?"

"We don't know which epoch it was. According to our understanding, all the epoch names were given by later generations. Our epoch had no name…

The sects and families of these people are the Haoran Holy Sect, the Xuantian Holy Sect, the Wanjian Holy Sect, the Cangyue Ancient Family, and the Beiming Ancient Family.

After going out, please help us inquire whether there are any descendants of our people left alive in the world…"

"I will, rest assured. Your souls are very weak right now. I'm using my blood energy to forcibly stabilize you. Don't talk anymore, just focus on recuperating."

Jun Wuxie brought the blood energy barrier into the Eight-Nine Profound Palace, then looked at the dozens of old friends who had already arrived before him.

Reuniting after so many years truly felt like a lifetime ago.

"Lord Divine King!"

Xuanyuan Shengzi stepped forward, his body trembling slightly with excitement. The others also looked at him with fervent and excited gazes.

Among these people, he was most familiar with the Xuanyuan family, and he had the best relationship with Xuanyuan Yuzhu, after all, they had many interactions in the past.

"Everything is in the past. From now on, you don't have to live in hiding anymore, no need to live with constant worry. Speaking of which, this is my fault. If I hadn't asked Jing Ya to send you to the Upper Realm in advance, you wouldn't have had such a difficult time these years…"

As his words fell, everyone present actually knelt down on one knee in unison.

Jun Wuxie exclaimed in surprise, "What are you doing? Get up quickly!"

"Lord Divine King, please don't blame yourself. This matter is not your fault at all. At that time, the situation in the Lower Realm was so dangerous. You asked Aunt Jing to send us to the Upper Realm for our sake!"

"If Lord Divine King continues to blame himself, we will not rise!"

In their hearts, they had long regarded themselves as followers of Jun Wuxie, and in fact, they were originally members of the Immortal Execution Dynasty.

The Divine King is the ruler, and they are the subjects!

"I won't blame myself, alright? Why aren't you getting up?" Jun Wuxie was speechless, not expecting them to act this way. "Yuzhu, you're joining them in their foolishness!"

After speaking, he released his blood energy to forcibly lift them up.

Xuanyuan Yuzhu saw his blaming gaze, but revealed a faint smile. Then, she stepped forward, opened her arms, and hugged him tightly.

"For so many years, we never thought we would be able to see you alive again. Today is the happiest day of our lives!"

Xuanyuan Yuzhu didn't hug him for long, and released him after a moment, saying apologetically, "Yuzhu's emotions were temporarily uncontrollable, please don't blame me, Lord Divine King."

"There's no need to be so formal between us. When old friends reunite, a hug is only natural."

Jun Wuxie said with a smile, then his expression changed slightly, and he suddenly turned to look into the distance.

His gaze locked onto a certain area of the city, where a monstrous dark aura was spreading, like a flash flood, quickly submerging most of the city.

The dark aura of the Eternal Saint Realm enveloped the heavens and earth.

"The remnant soul of the commander of the dark army from back then has awakened!"

Xuanyuan Shengzi exclaimed in shock. Everyone's expression changed. The Heroic Spirit General had said that there was a remnant dark soul from the Eternal Saint Realm within this city.

Back then, a large number of dark experts from the Eternal Saint Realm died here, and among them, the strongest Eternal Peak expert left behind a remnant soul, which had been dormant all along.

"Ziyun, I'll leave it to you. Don't shatter the remnant soul, capture him, I have use for him."

Jun Wuxie said to Ziyun, who was standing quietly beside him.

Ziyun nodded and soared into the sky, instantly descending into that area.

Immediately, an extremely violent aura and Ziyun's purple blood energy erupted in that area. The sounds of explosions were endless, shaking the entire city.

"Lord Divine King, who is that?"

Xuanyuan Yuzhu looked at that area. She had previously seen that the cold and aloof woman in purple was very strong, but she didn't expect her to be so powerful that she could deal with a dark remnant soul at the peak of the Eternal Saint Realm.

You must know that the dark remnant soul had gathered too much resentment and aura from the dark army over the long years.

"The strongest of the Purple Flame Sparrow Clan, now my subordinate, named Ziyun."

Xuanyuan Yuzhu smiled and said, "Yuzhu thought she was an imperial concubine you conferred in the Upper Realm."

Jun Wuxie was speechless. Why would she think that?

Who knew that Ziyun, who was fighting the dark remnant soul, could hear their conversation clearly from a great distance, and responded, "Sister Yuzhu, this misunderstanding seems a bit deep, but it sounds quite comfortable."

Jun Wuxie was stunned. He never expected Ziyun to say such a thing.

Immediately, a charming laugh came from the battle area, completely different from her usual cold appearance, more like a captivating enchantress.