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Everyone was stunned...

Even the cripple, who knew Chen Fan's dream and knew Chen Fan quite well, was petrified when he looked at the huge tombstone.

In the Holy Mirror of Taixu that Bai Ruge just obtained, there is actually Chen Fan's tomb...

Demon King Chen Fan!

Wenxin and Qinglin looked at each other and saw horror in each other's eyes.

Gangzi, who usually likes to play, had a solemn expression on his face at this moment.

Suddenly, a figure flashed.

Bai Ruge's translucent phantom appeared next to Chen Fan.

"Uncle Master..."

Bai Ruge looked at the tombstone with red eyes.

For so long, she, Henry Chu and others have had some dreams intermittently.

However, dreams are too short.

Too little information.

Therefore, the information about her being the leader of the Holy Spirit Clan and the divine weapon in her hand being the Taixu Holy Mirror all came from Chen Fan.

Relying on Chen Fan's dreams, everyone pieced together many events in the vast divine world into a strange life.

They no longer even avoided things like chasing Chen Fan in their dreams. Instead, they treated these things as jokes, mentioned them from time to time, and then laughed and made fun.

but……

Seeing the countless tombstones of the Holy Spirit Clan and the Demon King's tombstone in front of him, Bai Ruge couldn't control his emotions.

What happened that year?

Vicissitudes of ancient times.

Endless sadness.

Standing in the Taixu Holy Mirror, Bai Ruge suddenly felt sad and burst into tears!

She obviously didn't have many dreams.

He has not even accepted the identity of the leader of the Holy Spirit Clan.

The Holy Spirit Tribe in Chen Fan's dream was still out of reach and very unfamiliar to her.

But at this moment, Bai Ruge just couldn't control it.

I feel like I've lost everything...

It was as if all the sorrow from the past to the present was weighing on her heart.

It was as if... Chen Fan really died in front of her.

Chen Fan hugged Bai Ruge's phantom into his arms and said softly: "Don't cry..."

"There is no despair."

"There is only hope."

"Because, I'm back."

I'm back……

I'm back!

Chen Fan's voice continued to echo in the Taixu Holy Mirror.

Suddenly, phantoms rose up from the cemeteries.

It's just a shadow, but it gives people a feeling of oppression that destroys the world!

Even the lame man who was already in the fifth level of the Holy Realm shivered when he felt these auras, his eyes filled with disbelief!

What kind of smell is this...

The legendary realm of gods?

Can the remnants of souls that have been dead for who knows how many years emit this kind of aura?

So what kind of terrifying existence were they in their heyday?

All the shadows looked at Chen Fan and Bai Ruge silently.

After a while...

One after another, figures suddenly knelt down on one knee!

"Woo!"

Bai Ruge covered her mouth, as if she was afraid that her crying would disturb them.

"Everyone..."

At this moment, Chen Fan seemed to have a soul awakening in his body, and said quietly: "I've kept you waiting for so long."

One after another, shadows cover their faces and cry.

The entire Taixu Holy Mirror is filled with an indescribable sadness.

This emotion made Gangzi and the Black Iron Dragon Turtle shed tears.

Immediately, after a series of phantoms bowed, they simultaneously took a step back and disappeared.

It was as if it had never appeared before.

Chen Fan stepped forward silently, and gently touched the tombstone that read "The Tomb of the Demon King Chen Fan".

Very strange feeling...

There is a feeling of flesh and blood connection.

The tomb clearly contains an unspeakable terrifying power!

Chen Fan stood in front of the tombstone and remained silent for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took...

Chen Fan took a deep breath and said quietly: "Let's go out."

A group of people came out of Taixu Holy Mirror,

Returned to the secret base of Yang Kingdom.

After Lamezi spread the message, Ye Hongyan, Chu Xuan, and Ye Hao, who were in the far north, also returned to Yang Kingdom's secret base.

When they came back, Chen Fan was lying on the rocking chair with his eyes closed to relax.

Ye Hongyan stopped Ye Hao who wanted to speak.

A group of people looked at Chen Fan a little worriedly.

Chen Fan did not open his eyes, but said calmly: "Why do you have such an expression?"

"Don't worry about me..."

"In a few days, you will also see your cemetery."

"Hahahaha!" Ye Hao laughed, dragged a chair and sat down next to Chen Fan: "Brother Fan, if you say that, I know you must be fine."

Ye Hongyan also sat down beside Chen Fan.

Shen Hongxiu kicked Ye Hao and, under Ye Hao's protest, took Ye Hao's position.

"During this period, I feel like you haven't spoken more than ten sentences a day..."

Shen Hongxiu said: "This is not the same as you were in Donghai City."

"Is it because you have more and more dreams, understand more and more things, and feel more and more stressed?"

Chen Fan opened his eyes and said calmly: "Many things are inevitable..."

"People are in the middle of the game and can't help themselves."

"But with you by my side, I can't find any reason to be unhappy."

"I just..."

"It still needs a little time."

Everyone was silent.

Chen Fan had already told them about the dream of forging the Sky-Breaking Demon Sword.

The elderly version of Henry Chu was ridiculed many times by Ye Hao and Shen Daudao.

That time, there was a very crucial message...

When the Sky-Breaking Demonic Sword was being cast, the incarnation of Heavenly Dao once told Chen Fan that because two-thirds of its power had been lost, the remaining power of Heavenly Dao could only block the void for three million years.
To be continued...