When Aojunxie and the Xiedi tribesmen behind him saw this scene, they slowly lowered their weapons-holding hands.
"God wills my death..."
A resentful and erratic voice seemed to speak from the boundless night, and disappeared between heaven and earth along with the last bit of firelight from the Holy King's violent suicide.
The light faded away, leaving only a dark ashes beneath everyone's feet, which were blown away by the night wind.
All the dust has settled.[
Everyone was silent. No one thought that in the end, the Holy King chose to commit suicide in this way.
Although there was no fierce battle or all this ended in front of the human warriors in the world, this ending happened under the joint witness of several forces on Fengyun Continent. This is enough!
Qing Kuang gently lifted Lei Zhu up, and Ao Junxie strode forward with tacit understanding, put down the Red Dragon Sword in his hand, and joined forces with Qing Kuang to exercise their skills, and a steady stream of pure internal energy slowly flowed into Lei Zhu's body.
After a while, Lei Zhu finally woke up. It seemed that his injuries had recovered a lot.
Seeing the scene in front of him, the Templar warriors standing behind Qing Kuang, respectfully obeying orders, Lei Zhu quickly understood everything. Without Qing Kuang opening his mouth, Lei Zhu had already stood up and said to Qing Kuang:
"Young Master! Come with Lei Zhu and you will find the place where spiritual power is restricted!"
Qing Kuang nodded, and just as he took a step forward, Xiao Bao's crisp voice rang out from the side, and he rushed to Qing Kuang and said:
"Sister, let me help you!"
Qingkuang touched Xiaobao's head and said with a smile:
"No need! This is a matter within the Guangming Temple clan, and outsiders can't help! You and your father stay here to heal the wounds of the clan!"
"oh……"
Xiaobao nodded and walked towards the Beast King with some reluctance.
Ao Junxie opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he heard Qing Kuang say this to Xiao Bao, he felt that it was inconvenient for him to enter the forbidden area of Guangming Temple, so he swallowed the words back.
Under the gaze of everyone, the figures of Lei Zhu and Qing Kuang, the master and servant, disappeared again at the entrance of the volcano.
Passing through countless deep and secret paths, the master and servant finally saw an empty courtyard in front of them.
The sky was already bright, and the faint morning light slanted down through the top of the square patio, forming a white column in the darkness.
Lei Zhu's footsteps stopped. Qing Kuang slowly approached the bright center.
In the center of the light beam in front of you, a middle-aged woman with a kind face is sitting quietly, her eyes gently closed, as quiet and peaceful as a stone sculpture.
The first time he saw the woman, Qing Kuang felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart.[
She looked at Lei Zhu aside, who nodded gently at her.
"Mother……"
Qingkuang gently stretched out a palm and slowly touched the white beam of light.
"Are you crazy? My child..."
A distant voice echoed gently into my ears. But it seemed to come from the void, and the middle-aged woman sitting in front of me remained motionless.
This voice sounded so familiar to Qingkuang, just like what he had heard in countless dreams. There was an uncontrollable excitement in his heart, and he was about to pounce forward, but was suddenly grabbed by Lei Zhu.
"Young Master! Although you can hear the saint's voice, you must not get close until the restriction is lifted!"
After that, Lei Zhu picked up a stone on the ground and hit the light beam with a whoosh. In just an instant, it was reduced to ashes just inches away from the people trapped in the middle.