After the words of Holy Lord Tianya fell into the ears of every disciple of the Heart Scar Nightmare Sect and Tianya Hai Pavilion, they immediately sounded like the sound of nature!
Atonement? Ten years in prison?
Let alone ten years, you have to agree even if it is twenty years!
After all, this is the best situation compared to being killed.
"I will obey the orders of the Holy Lord Tianya and the Sword Master! We have no complaints!"
In the end, all the disciples of the Heart Scar Nightmare Sect and the Tianya Haige clasped their fists and bowed, completely agreeing.
Of course, they couldn't help but refuse to agree.
"Okay, the war is over. It's over here. Disciples of the Holy Way of Heaven... It's time for us to go home! Take our brothers and sisters and go home together..."
As the last words of Holy Lord Tianya rang out, countless disciples of the Holy Way suddenly felt sore in their eyes. After the joy and passion of victory, sadness and grief followed.
Turning their eyes, someone looked at the ground in all directions. There were not only the corpses of enemies there, but also the corpses of brothers and sisters who were the same master!
Although the battle is over and although the final victory is achieved, some people will never come back.
"Senior Brother Sun, don't worry, I will carry you back and I will never let you die in the wilderness."
"Victory! We have won! Junior Sister Qing, did you see it? Your blood was not shed in vain!"
"Yue, I will not die! I will continue to live well according to what you said to me, and I will live well with your share..."
"Let's go, senior brother, junior brother will take you home!"
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Countless seriously injured disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens slowly walked out, walked towards the main battlefield, and dug out from the pile of dead the brothers and sisters they knew well in the past but who had now turned into cold corpses.
The pungent smell of blood kept surging out, making it nauseating, but most of the corpses on the ground were mutilated.
Many disciples of the Holy Way of Heaven who died in battle still hugged the corpses of their enemies and refused to let go even after death, with determination on their faces.
It was still possible to find the corpses, but the corpses of other disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens could not even be found, because in order to die together with the enemy, they did not hesitate to self-destruct. The already exploded corpses were gone and turned into blood mist and dissipated into the void, staining the air.
Red earth.
For a moment, as the living disciples of the Holy Way of Heaven began to dig out the bodies of their brothers and sisters, bursts of crying began slowly.
War is cruel, and even if you win, you will have to pay a huge price.
Above the void, Ye Wuque stared at the scene above the earth, sighed softly, and immediately stretched out his right hand.
In the next moment, a golden dragon claw appeared from the sky, soared to a size of ten thousand feet, and fell from the sky!
All the disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens suddenly felt a huge and vast airflow blowing. After gently blowing their bodies away, the golden dragon claws of ten thousand feet in size gently grabbed them again!
Countless knots, and even corpses stuck together with solidified blood were suddenly separated again by this force!
The corpses belonging to the disciples of the Holy Way of Heaven who died in the battle were wrapped in gentle power and placed on the vacated earth.
This was Ye Wuque's move to separate the bodies of the disciples of the Holy Way who died in the battle.
Watching the corpses of the brothers and sisters who had known each other day and night flying out one by one and falling gently to the ground, the eyes of countless living disciples were moist, and the atmosphere was sad. People kept coming forward to carry each corpse on their backs.
After Ye Wuque took back his right hand, the bodies of all the disciples of the Holy Way who died in the battle were successfully recovered in the Tiandu Grand Canyon.
At the Hidden Sword Tomb, Feng Caichen also took action to find the bodies of the disciples who died in the Hidden Sword Tomb.
Above the void, the Holy Lord of Tianya and the Master of the Sword of Evil nodded to each other and said goodbye.
The two families have been friends for generations, and after experiencing this battle, their friendship has become even deeper, and everything is unspoken.
Feng Caichen took a step forward, stared at Ye Wuque with clear eyes and said, "It is my honor to fight alongside you this time."
"It is also my honor to stand side by side with you."
With his long hair flying, Ye Wuque smiled and spoke.
Snap!
The two of them held each other tightly in the air with their slender palms, and a sense of masculine pride surged in their hearts.
Immediately, above the void, one in the south and one in the north, the Saints of the Heavens and the Hidden Sword Tomb left respectively, while half of the disciples of the Heart Scar Nightmare Sect and the Tianya Hai Pavilion were taken away.
"Let's set off...back to the clan!"
The voice of Holy Lord Tianya echoed in Tianduan Grand Canyon, and 200,000 Heavenly Holy Dao disciples and 300,000 prisoners all boarded the war fortress.
The war fortress shook, traveled through the void, and carried everyone back to the holy path of the heavens.
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On the second day, the entire North Tianyu Zhongzhou land was boiling!
The war between the five super sects came to an end, the three Qingming sects were defeated, and the Holy Way of the Heavens and the Hidden Sword Tomb achieved the final victory.
This also means that from now on, only the Holy Way of the Heavens and the Hidden Sword Tomb will remain among the five super sects that have dominated the Northern Territory for endless years!
These changes immediately attracted the attention of countless casual cultivators, who knew that the North Heaven Territory had completely changed.
With the emergence of this news, the names of two people were like meteors piercing the dark night, completely lighting up the entire northern sky!
The Holy Son of the Holy Way of the Heavens...Ye Wuque!
The son of Hidden Sword Tomb Sword...Feng Caichen!
These two young people, who were less than sixteen years old, actually worked together to kill Ming Jiuchu, the patriarch of Qingming Palace!
Then he fought against the underworld slave who had reached the peak of the early stage of the earth soul realm, but was also destroyed in the end!
It can be said that without these two people, the Holy Way of All Heavens and Hidden Sword Tomb would never have won this battle!
"Oh my God! He is less than sixteen years old but he has the combat power of the early Earth Soul Realm! Is this still a human being?"
"Even Ming Jiuchu died at their hands. These are simply the most unparalleled twins in the world today!"
"Three thousand years ago, the Holy Way of All Heavens gave birth to a pair of peerless prides! Three thousand years later, the Holy Way of All Heavens and the Hidden Sword Tomb produced another pair of peerless prides!"
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For a time, people all over Zhongzhou were so amazed!
A default statement began to ferment throughout the Northern Territory!
Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen are known as the two most powerful people in the Northern Territory!
As for Jun Shanlie, who was famous in the north, no one mentioned it anymore, because who would remember the dead genius?
The Holy Way of All Heavens, half a month later.
The quiet room deep in the Battle Palace was extremely dark, but in the next moment, a cold lightning suddenly crossed the sky, illuminating everything.
Ye Wuque slowly opened his eyes, but the dim quiet room could not cover his bright eyes.
At this moment, Ye Wuque was in high spirits. After half a month of recovery, his injuries had been fully recovered, and he had even made some progress, taking another step towards reaching the Life Soul Realm.
Ye Wuque had a feeling that he might be able to enter the Life Soul Realm soon, all he needed was an opportunity.
Immediately, a touch of softness emerged in Ye Wuque's bright eyes, and he looked at the Ruyi Bian'an coffin quietly placed beside him.
"Jiaoxue, don't worry, no matter how difficult it is, no matter how much energy is spent, no matter how high the price is, I will definitely revive you and make you fully recover, I will!"
"From now on, we will never be separated again!"
A voice with a hint of paranoia and tenacity echoed in the quiet room, representing Ye Wuque's determination.
In the past half month, in addition to healing his wounds, he once asked Kong how to restore Yu Jiaoxue. Although he got Kong's advice, it was an extremely long process and required the collection of many precious materials.
Only treasure will do.
However, the word "good" has the existence of Ruyi Bian'an coffin. This ancient and mysterious coffin can perfectly protect Yu Jiaoxue, freeze her vitality, and make her unharmed. There is also a deep transformation hidden in it, which exerts a subtle influence on her.
Yu Jiaoxue.
Standing up from the couch, Ye Wuque carried the Ruyi Bian'an coffin. Immediately, the coffin bloomed with a faint mysterious light, shrouding itself, and then completely dimmed. From a distance, it seemed as if Ye Wuque was carrying an extremely ordinary person.
It's a huge box, and there's nothing magical about it at all.
This is the power of the Ruyi Bianan Coffin that Ye Wuque further discovered under Kong's guidance. The divine object obscures itself and covers itself.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Wuque took a step forward and disappeared on the spot!
When he appeared again, he came to the disciples' monastery in the East District.
The reason why Ye Wuque came here was, firstly, to catch up with his friends, and secondly, to treat the injuries on Nalanyan's face.