However, since the Divine Bell of Creation said so, what else can they do?
If you continue to ask, it is obvious that fate will not tell you.
But there is one thing that they are certain of now.
That is, Wu Yun is wandering between life and death and may completely disappear from the world at any time.
But they couldn't do anything to help.
The more they think this way, the more sad and sad they become.
Whether it is for Xiaojin and his three brothers, or for Bai Lier and his daughters.
It can be said that Wu Yun is their most important and closest person.
And watching the person who is the most important and closest to them suffer the approaching death in front of them, one can imagine how much suffering and pain they feel in their hearts.
They can do nothing but wait.
Wait for the miracle to happen again.
And this process didn't last long.
Probably, less than thirty breaths.
A dull and weak voice broke the mournful silence.
"It's hard for me to live, my body is gone, my soul is severely damaged, I don't know if I can be reborn, don't wait for me, don't think about it, if I can be reborn, I will come back to you in the next life!"
"Luo Yao is taking her home at the top of Chifeng, eight hundred meters away."
"Old bastard, in the next life, I would like to treat you as my relative who is both my teacher and my friend!"
"Xiao Jin, Bald Man, Xiao Shenlong, I'm sorry, big brother can't take you any further!"
"Li'er, Bai Ling, Yan Ran, Zi Han, Mo Yan, Lu'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, for the rest of my life, there may not be me anymore, don't blame me, let alone wait for me, forget me, I'm not worth it,
You are all excellent and you deserve a better future. Goodbye!"
With the last words of goodbye, Wu Yun paused and hesitated for a while.
Perhaps, he is unwilling and reluctant to say it.
But, he had to say it.
His voice was weak and getting smaller and smaller.
By the end, there was no sound anymore.
And Wu Yun didn't say another word.
The giant killing sword that penetrated into the ground completely dissipated the moment he said the last word, turning into energy and dispersing in the air.
No more, Wu Yun just disappeared.
After the energy dissipated, not even any breath remained.
It was as if he had never existed in this world, as if Wu Yun had never appeared in this world.
The Divine Bell of Creation, Xiao Jin, and the girls are all in an almost sluggish state at this moment.
They were stagnant in place, their whole bodies trembling slightly.
The strange thing is that they didn't say anything or do anything because of Wu Yun's complete disappearance.
Is it because I don’t care anymore? Is it because it doesn’t matter anymore?
Obviously not! This is a kind of extreme grief, an instinctive reaction caused by the body being driven by endless intense grief emotions.
This is a state of extreme grief.
Wu Yun's words were like a blade, piercing deeply into their hearts.
The moment I heard Wu Yun speak.
They were excited, thinking that a miracle had happened, and that Wu Yun would once again turn disaster into good fortune.
I thought Wu Yun might be recovering.
Unexpectedly, what was waiting for him was Wu Yun’s final farewell.
They thought they would meet again after a long separation, they thought the future would be long, they thought everything would be everything... But how could they have imagined that after not seeing each other for so many years, when they saw each other again, it was just a fleeting glimpse of farewell.
A long separation is not a reunion.
There will be no square in the future.
The rest of their lives have become an eternity! This two extreme sense of gap from extreme joy to endless sorrow is also the reason why they have been unable to make any reaction or make any sound.
This process lasted for about a dozen breaths, and finally, the heartbreaking cry was heard again.
The divine clock of creation did not move.
But Xiao Jin, Bai Li'er and the others had already frantically rushed to the place where Wu Yun had been before, but now the killing giant sword had dissipated.
They kept searching on the ground, in the air, and everywhere, seemingly trying to find some traces of Wu Yun's existence.
Even trying to get Wu Yun back.
But obviously, they couldn't find anything.
Wu Yun is gone.
As for the Divine Bell of Creation, he just stood there in pain and said nothing.
What Wu Yun said kept echoing in his mind.
In the next life, they will still be relatives who are both teachers and friends.
It can be said that the Divine Bell of Creation has existed since the beginning of the world. There are probably few people in the world who have experienced more things than him.
However, the word "family" touched him endlessly.
In the endless years of his existence, there may be many people who regard him as a teacher and friend, but how many people regard him as a relative?
As for the black robe, he didn't seem that sad.
He just stood there blankly, watching Wu Yun disappear.
He didn't say anything either.
But he felt uncomfortable in his heart, and he was thinking about it again and again. If Wu Lingtian came back one day and found him, how would he explain to Wu Lingtian what happened today?
However, Luo Jingtian, Luo Chen and others did not stay here for too long.
Compared to Wu Yun, they care more about Luo Yao.
I want to find Luo Yao even more.
No matter whether Luoyao is dead or alive, she must be found.
However, whether it was from yesterday's prediction or the tone of Wu Yun's words about taking Luo Yao home, they could all guess that Luo Yao would probably not survive.
But no matter what, Luo Yao must be brought back.
Even if all he brought back was a corpse.
Soon, a group of people from the Luo family flew towards the Chifeng Mountain 800 meters away from the Mingyuan Sect.
Others, other forces in God's Domain, who came to watch the fun, also left one after another.
Within the Mingyuan Sect, where they were previously, more than half were killed or injured, and the few remaining people who could move also left.
Now that the Mingyuan Sect no longer exists, this is an indisputable fact. If they don't leave, will they stay here and wait to die?
In a short time, there will be a huge Mingyuan Sect.
Apart from the dead bodies and those who were so seriously injured that they could not move, the only things left were the motionless Divine Bell of Creation and the black robe.
As well as Xiaojin and the others, who were crying with heartbreaking cries, and Bai Lier and the others!