Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The torrent of the apocalypse had ended.

The true apocalypse of prophecy did not bring destruction to the Lower Realm.

In this dark and desperate era, a group of people used their spines to support this starry sky, and their flesh and blood to resist the invasion of darkness.

The months-long blood and chaos had come to an end, and the world was gradually returning to clarity.

Too many heroes had shed their blood on the battlefield in this catastrophe.

Those mythical powerhouses who had been dormant for several epochs were mostly gone, having perished together with the dark powerhouses in the battle to resist the darkness.

Countless passionate men from the ancient stars of life were forever buried on the front lines.

In the Emperor Beginning Star Region, every ancient star of life was filled with mourning.

People erected statues in the center of their respective cities to commemorate the departed heroes.

Among those statues, there was a particularly tall and majestic statue, that of a heroic man holding a cyan-gold battle spear, his eyes firm, staring into the distance. Even as a statue, one could feel his invincible fighting will.

"May the Divine Monarch return!"

Around the statue, countless people knelt, tearfully shouting and praying sincerely.

No one could accept the fact that the Divine Monarch had fallen. Everyone hoped that he could be resurrected, hoping to awaken his soul with their sincerity.

The boundless masses, with their sincere hearts and unified wishes, chanted again and again, causing the Emperor Beginning Star Region to be filled with boundless power of the masses.

......

On Emperor Beginning Star, in the Immortal Execution Dynasty, the branches and leaves of the Small World Tree swayed, the leaves much dimmer, no longer as bright and dazzling as before.

Since the invasion of darkness began, she had been constantly absorbing the cursed substances scattered in the Emperor Beginning Star Region, purifying them with her own origin, to prevent these cursed substances from infecting the masses and causing a catastrophe.

Now that the dark creatures were all destroyed, those cursed substances would also be completely purified by her.

In front of the Dark Continent, Jing Ya, Ji Yinlan, and Su Xiaoxiao stared blankly at the withered figure lying in the pool of blood in front of the Dark Abyss.

The figure was covered with scarlet hair, floating in the blood mud that had not solidified for a long time.

Inside the Dark Continent, cursed substances floated, filled with extremely evil and eerie aura.

The body of the Dark Emperor, whose head had been removed, constantly overflowed with cursed substances, turning the Dark Continent into a cursed and demonic place.

"I don't believe you died like this, I don't believe it!"

Ba Feng's eyes were bloodshot, filled with tears.

In his life, he had never known what tears were, but now he tasted them, such a sour and sad taste.

"I haven't defeated you yet, you are not allowed to die, you come back to life for me!!"

He roared at the Dark Continent, kneeling weakly on the ground, clutching his thick black hair with both hands, letting out a heart-wrenching roar, like a wounded beast.

Cang Tian was dead, Jun Wuxie was dead, the two men he admired most in his generation were dead.

In the vast Lower Realm, there was no one else who sympathized with him, no one like that anymore...

Looking at the countless living beings, he felt so desolate and lonely in his heart.

"Young Master, although the Divine Monarch has passed away, he will forever live in our hearts. To us, he is eternal..."

A powerhouse of the Overlord Body Family gently placed his hand on Ba Feng's shoulder, comforting him.

......

Behind the Immortal Execution Sword Sect.

"Grand Ancestral Master, Xian'er has no daddy anymore, sob sob..."

Little Xian'er sobbed in the Phoenix Empress's arms, clutching her clothes tightly with her small hands, her tears soaking a large area of the clothes in front of her chest, her small body constantly trembling and sobbing.

"Alas..."

The Phoenix Empress sighed softly, stroking her little head with pity, tears streaming down her eyes.

"When the dark passage completely disappears, I will go and bring back his remains, but I don't know if I can collect a wisp of his remnant soul to help him reincarnate..."

Heavenly Sword One slightly raised his head, his eyes slightly red.

He originally thought that he could definitely help Jun Wuxie reincarnate, but he did not expect that after he killed the Dark Emperor, he used the Rune Dao Sacrifice, the vast Rune Dao killing power sweeping the entire Dark Continent, which might have completely cut off his hope.

He was too cruel to himself, in order to kill all the dark creatures, he did not leave himself a trace of room.

"Grand Ancestor, you will definitely be able to help Master reincarnate, won't you? You are omnipotent, you definitely can!"

Tens of thousands of young men and women gathered here, their faces full of grief, looking at Heavenly Sword One with hopeful eyes.

They knew that the Grand Ancestor and Grand Ancestral Master were unfathomable, but they did not understand why the Grand Ancestor and Grand Ancestral Master did not take action during the dark torrent, why they had to watch their Master being besieged by darkness, exhausting his life and soul, and being exhausted to death.

They did not understand, and there was some resentment in their hearts.

"Are you blaming the Grand Ancestor and your Grand Ancestral Master?"

Heavenly Sword One sighed secretly, how could he not see the thoughts of these little guys.

"Disciples dare not!"

They said in unison, but there was obvious dissatisfaction on their faces.

If there were powerful helpers, how could Master have fallen!

They did not understand that the ancient sword guarding the dynasty was also unfathomable, and it could have helped Master kill the enemy, but it also sat idly by.

"You all retreat, the Grand Ancestor will do his best for your Master's matter."

Heavenly Sword One opened his mouth calmly.

They left the back mountain.

The nine direct disciples came to the small courtyard in front of the mountain, looking at the furnishings here, and vaguely saw the scene when they met with Master here.

"Wan'er, Master is gone!"

Jun Nian'er thought of the scene at the beginning, her emotions collapsed, and she hugged Jun Wan'er and burst into tears.

Leng'er and Ling'er also hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Jun Ye, Jun Bai, Jun Lin, Jun Yuan, and Jun Nai also choked with tears.

......

Inside the sect's dilapidated ancient hall.

Little Brahma stood silently beside Wine Grandpa, tears streaming down her cheeks one by one.

"Grand Master, do you know? My favorite senior brother hugged me, just like when I was a child, his eyes were especially doting, I really liked his doting look, but senior brother..."

"Brahma..."

Wine Grandpa choked, trembling, patted her back, and spat out a mouthful of blood, staggering.

The blood spurted out and splashed on Uncle Bird's crystal coffin.

"Grand Master!"

Little Brahma hurriedly stepped forward to support him, the master and apprentice looked at each other, tears streaming down their faces.

"Grand Master is fine..."

Wine Grandpa wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes turbid and dim, with an unspeakable sadness.

The bits and pieces of the past floated to his mind, as if it were yesterday, everything was so vivid.

Since Jun Wuxie entered the sect, he watched him grow up. Along the way, how many people in the world wanted to kill him, so many great forces regarded him as a thorn in their flesh, wishing to get rid of him quickly.

But he broke through thorns and thorns on this difficult road, relying on his own strength and opportunities, and rose strongly in adversity.

How difficult it was.

Without the backing of a great force, he had to rely on his own hands to fight for everything, not only to meet his own resource needs, but also to support everyone around him, supporting such a large dynasty.

After experiencing so much hardship, before he had time to enjoy the fruits of his labor, he stepped on the Dark Continent without hesitation, cutting off the bridge of darkness with a sword, facing the sentient beings with his back, facing the darkness alone, supporting this world with his spine, and forever falling on that cold land.

"Qianshan, Wuxie is gone, do you know? You were the one who brought him into the sect, but we didn't give him anything. He relied on his own efforts and grew step by step to be invincible in the world, invincible in the world, do you know how strong he is?"

"Wuxie, he killed tens of thousands of mythical-level dark powerhouses, hundreds of billions of dark troops, he is a legend that we have never had in the Lower Realm since ancient times. We are most honored and proud to have such a disciple. But... he is gone, and we will never see him again..."

Wine Grandpa burst into tears, sobbing.

In the transparent coffin, Mu Qianshan, who had no limbs, lying quietly, slowly shed two lines of tears from the corners of his eyes.

......

In the center of the capital of the Immortal Execution Dynasty, the branches and leaves of the Small World Tree, with their dim light, swayed and finally purified all the cursed substances.

Her tall tree body suddenly moved, rushed out of the capital, and arrived in front of the Dark Continent in an instant.

At this moment, the dim light on her branches and leaves instantly became bright and dazzling, and the light shone brightly as the branches and leaves swayed.

Rumble!

She rushed into the River of Void, the trees endured the impact of the River of Void, branches broke, and leaves fell one after another.

In the deafening roar, she forcibly broke through the obstruction of the River of Void and arrived at the Dark Continent.

A large number of cursed substances inside made strange and evil screams, rushing towards her.

Her branches and leaves swayed, the light was bright, the source of life was sprinkled, purifying those cursed substances, all the way to the Dark Abyss.

The Dark Abyss has now shrunk a lot, less than a third of its former size, and is gradually disappearing with the passage of time.

Finally, she came to the withered figure covered with scarlet hair floating in the blood mud.

The light on her body dimmed a little, and her body quickly shrank from a towering tree into a woman with a gentle and beautiful temperament, wearing a green floor-length dress.

"Wuxie..."

Her face was full of tears, and she knelt in the blood mud with a plop, tightly holding the body covered with scarlet hair in her arms.

"We go home, I'll take you home!"

She cried, constantly injecting the source of life into his body, purifying the curse in his body, and the scarlet hair gradually disappeared, revealing the skinny body that was only skin and bones.

Seeing his appearance, the Small World Tree's emotions collapsed, and she burst into tears.

She couldn't believe this was the man she knew, that heroic and strong body, now so thin it weighed less than a child. There was no flesh on his body, only bones and a layer of skin. Through the skin, she could see the shapes of his organs in his abdomen, and even see the shape of his spine from his belly!

"It's so cold here, I'll take you home, let's go home..."

Crying, she carried Jun Wuxie on her back, raised a verdant barrier to resist the attacks of the cursed substances, and rushed towards the Riverbank of Emptiness.

At first, her speed was very fast, but as she approached the River of Emptiness, her speed gradually decreased.

These days, purifying the curse had consumed too much of her life essence.

She was already very weak, and forcibly crossing the River of Emptiness had caused extremely serious damage to her essence.

In the Zhuxian Dynasty, everyone watched the Dark Continent. A woman covered in blood and dirt, carrying a man who was also covered in blood and so emaciated that he was unrecognizable, struggled forward, stepping on the muddy blood under her feet, and walked towards the River of Emptiness.

"It's Lord Jun! That's Lord Jun's body!"

Within the dynasty, countless figures rushed towards the Dark Continent.

Rumble!

The River of Emptiness surged, impacting the Little World Tree's verdant barrier, causing the barrier to shake violently.

Each time the River of Emptiness struck, the Little World Tree's body would tremble, and large amounts of blood would spill from her mouth, her face as pale as paper.

Her steps faltered, but she was unusually firm, stepping on the void, enduring the impact and strangulation of the River of Emptiness, protecting the corpse on her back very well, not allowing the chaotic currents of the void to harm him in the slightest.

"Welcome Lord Jun back!"

The people who rushed to the River of Emptiness all knelt on the ground, crying and shouting.

Ji Yinlan and Su Xiaoxiao held each other's hands tightly, nervously watching the Little World Tree struggling forward in the River of Emptiness.

Jingya was also very nervous. She wished she could go up and help the Little World Tree.

However, that day, when she cast a special forbidden technique across realms, her essence had already suffered heavy damage, and she could no longer use that method, unable to withstand the impact and strangulation of the chaotic currents of the void.

Step by step, the Little World Tree was getting closer and closer to the riverbank.

She was covered in wounds, and her whole body was about to disintegrate.

Finally, amidst everyone's nervous anticipation, she carried Jun Wuxie's body out of the River of Emptiness and onto the shore.

"Husband..."

"Wuxie Gege!"

Ji Yinlan and Su Xiaoxiao rushed up crying.

The Little World Tree, however, carrying Jun Wuxie, turned into a ray of light and disappeared from here, rushing towards the Imperial City.

Ji Yinlan, Su Xiaoxiao, and Jingya hurriedly followed.

The other powerhouses also hurriedly followed back to the city.

Inside the city, the Little World Tree returned to its original rooted location, transforming from a human form into a towering tree.

Ten thousand branches drooped down, all the branches and leaves losing their luster. The original verdant leaves turned withered yellow, rustling in the wind.

Below, Jun Wuxie's body lay quietly in the soft net bed woven from branches.

Ji Yinlan, Su Xiaoxiao, and Jingya landed under the tree.

Ji Yinlan trembled as she gently stroked his face, which was now only skin and bones, her crystal tears falling on his face.

She couldn't recognize his appearance at all. Where was the heroic and stalwart man from before?

"You once said that you would grant us eternity, but how could you just leave us like this..." Ji Yinlan hugged him tightly, her cheek gently rubbing against his wrinkled, deeply sunken face, tears constantly falling, and murmured: "Don't you want me anymore? You took my heart away, emptied my whole world. Without you, how am I supposed to live..."

Every word and sound was like a cuckoo crying blood, causing Jingya and Su Xiaoxiao's hearts to be cut like knives, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Lord Jun!"

Around the Little World Tree, outside the covered area of the branches and leaves, countless people knelt on the ground, their sorrowful cries forming a continuous sound.

Everyone in the dynasty was in tears.

The disciples of the Zhuxian Sword Sect had all come, kneeling under the Little World Tree, their faces covered in tears.

"Lord Jun, a man of eight chi, actually fought until he exhausted all his flesh and blood..."

Ba Feng and the people of the Ba Body Family knelt far away, saying in sorrow.

They couldn't imagine how Lord Jun, who had experienced that battle, had persisted in killing all the powerful enemies at that time, even killing the Dark Emperor after his physical body had died!

"Your Majesty, Lord Jun's body has returned. Please prepare a funeral for Lord Jun as soon as possible, so that Lord Jun can rest in peace..."

Many powerhouses suggested, choking with sobs. Lord Jun had been lying in the cold, bloody mud of the Dark Continent for many days, and could not continue to be left lying like this.

"No! Don't bury him!" The Little World Tree's weak voice rang out, "Let him rest here, I want to look at him every day, guard him! Yinlan, will you promise me?"

Ji Yinlan looked up slightly at the Little World Tree, her empty and sorrowful eyes without the slightest color, and said somewhat woodenly: "I also want to look at him and guard him every day, no one is allowed to bury him, I don't want to bury him in the cold earth..."

"Your Majesty, but if Lord Jun cannot rest in peace..."

Ji Yinlan turned her head, and a terrible killing intent suddenly burst out in her empty eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Whoever dares to mention burying my husband again, I will take their life!"

A terrible chill spread out, causing those powerhouses to shiver all over, daring not to speak again.

They knew that Her Majesty was reluctant to part with Lord Jun, and so were they, but since ancient times, when people died, they should be placed in a coffin and buried in peace.

Since Her Majesty was against it, then so be it. This was also good, at least they could still see Lord Jun's remains.