Facing Li Yan, who was full of excitement, Wu Jie was silent for a moment, sighed, and recounted his experience with Tao Tu.
Li Yan's excitement disappeared immediately and he sighed deeply.
"So that's it... I'm just saying, this Holy Imperial City is already embedded in the Wall of Cause and Effect, and no one can come..."
"The Wall of Karma? I understand," Jasmine suddenly shouted, "The reason why time is messed up is because of the special location here - the time of the Wall of Karma is different from that of the entire Kyushu Realm. No matter what happens here
It’s not surprising that in previous experiments, time chaos also occurred in the Wall of Cause and Effect.”
Although a mystery has been solved, it does not help. The problem at hand still cannot be solved.
What's worse is that due to disappointment, Li Yan's figure has gradually become blurred, and the blue holy fire has gradually become weaker.
"Junior Brother Yan, what's wrong with you?" Wu Jie was shocked and couldn't help but call him by the wrong name.
Li Yan forced a smile: "I'm fine... I'm just tired... Over the years, I have been activating the power of the Holy Fire to suppress the extraterritorial demons in the entire Holy Imperial City, but the days passed, one day, two days,
One year, ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years... I don't know how long it has passed. I only know that my power is getting weaker and weaker, and there is only so much left that I can protect...
…
"Don't give up," Wu Jie said in a deep voice, "Your strength comes from your will. The reason why you become weak is not because of the passage of time, but because your heart is wavering."
"I know, but I can't help but waver..." Li Yan sighed, "For countless years, I have been here alone, guarding the ruins and suppressing countless demons... Senior brother, I am tired, I am really
"Tired"
Wu Jie sighed deeply. He could understand Li Yan's mood.
At this moment, Tao Tu suddenly made a discovery and came over and asked: "Senior Brother Li, is the silver-gray plate on your altar here the legendary astrolabe?"
"That's right." Li Yan nodded, "The time flow inside the Wall of Cause and Effect is chaotic. If you want to reach the correct time, you can only rely on the astrolabe to guide you. I had planned to ask the minister who knows how to manipulate the astrolabe to help you correct it.
Time will take you back to Qingyang Mountain..."
"Well... I've actually read some knowledge about the astrolabe. As long as you tell me the key spell to activate the astrolabe, I can try it..."
Li Yan smiled and taught Tao Tu a difficult to pronounce spell.
Taotu suddenly became excited and hurried to the astrolabe to concentrate on adjusting it.
The so-called astrolabe is actually a magical instrument that uses astrology to judge time and space. Although Taotu does not know the astrology of the Holy Emperor's era, he is very familiar with the astrology of his own era.
However, adjusting the astrolabe is a rather complicated task, and he cannot rush it at all. Even if he is really anxious, he can only be patient and adjust it little by little.
At this moment, Li Yan's face showed an extremely tired look.
"Elder brother, I'm sorry... I can't seem to hold on anymore..."
"Isn't this a lie?" Jasmine yelled angrily in the world of the Book of Heaven, "You have managed to hold on for tens of thousands of years. How can you hold on for a little longer? The astrolabe has been adjusted, and the master has left... who will?"
I don’t care whether you die or not.”
Wu Jie ignored Jasmine's outburst and just looked at Li Yan sadly.
He knew that the reason why Li Yan could not survive was because of the arrival of himself and Tao Tu.
Hope, disappointment, and then despair.
If they hadn't appeared, maybe this junior brother, the last Holy Emperor, would have continued to persevere in loneliness, right?
But he did not persuade. Li Yan's situation was beyond words' persuasion.
"Have a good rest." After a moment of silence, he put his hand into the holy fire and felt the courage and determination coming from the holy fire, as well as Li Yan's loneliness and exhaustion.
The holy fire could not harm Wu Jie. His arm turned into a red flame and gently patted Li Yan on the shoulder: "Thank you for all the hard work over the years."
Li Yan showed an apologetic smile and slowly closed his eyes. His figure completely collapsed without any trace left.
As he disappeared, the originally strong holy fire shrank sharply, turning into a small flame in the blink of an eye.
"The holy fire is about to go out." Tao Tu was adjusting the astrolabe. Hearing the conversation here, he hurriedly raised his head and saw that the originally strong flame slowly shrank, and finally turned into a point and swayed in the cold wind.
The flames were swaying and swaying as if they were going to go out at any moment. I couldn't help but tremble all over and almost adjusted the astrolabe wrongly.
Just then, the creaking sound came again.
His face was pale, and his joints were as stiff as wood carvings. He slowly turned his head—
Countless red dots, densely packed in pairs, covered the large square below the tower, and many more were rising slowly, trying to surround them from the sky.
The formations of the Holy Imperial City have long been eroded by time, and the Li Yan who suppressed them is no longer there. Now is the time for the demons to dance wildly.
Each pair of red dots is a corpse possessed by a phantom demon and awakened; every phantom demon that has gained a body has a power that is infinitely close to the realm of returning elixirs.
"I'm dead now. I still have a few sets of wood carvings in my bamboo house that haven't been finished... I've only finished half of the six emerald jade beauty cups I promised to Senior Brother Ouyang... Damn it, I'm almost dead. Why are you thinking about these things?
Go to hell with the wood carvings and go to hell with the beauty cup." He kept mumbling, and gradually he didn't even know what he was talking about. Thousands of words finally merged into one scream.
"I don't want to die"
As if the scream had exhausted all his strength, Taotu no longer cared about the astrolabe. He squatted on the ground and covered his face with his hands, panting like an ox, and finally there was a cry in his voice.
He was not a particularly resolute and brave person to begin with, but one danger after another these days finally defeated him.
"It's not time to cry yet," Wu Jie's voice suddenly came. He didn't seem to be afraid at all. Not only was his voice still calm and steady, but it also revealed a strong fighting spirit.
Taotu raised his head and looked at him through tears.
Wu Jie was at the window, looking down at the countless phantoms that were approaching, with murderous intent in his eyes and no fear at all.
"Don't waste time, keep adjusting your horoscope"
"This horoscope is impossible... I'm afraid it was tens of thousands of years ago. It would take at least an hour to adjust the astrolabe."
"Then hurry up," Wu Jie said coldly, with flames rising from his body, as if he was going out to fight and fight for this moment for Tao Tu.
"Senior Brother...you can't defeat so many phantoms."
"Stop talking nonsense and get to work!" Wu Jie roared, which made Tao Tu jump up in fright. He hurriedly came to the astrolabe, calculated with his fingers, and cast spells to induce changes in the astrolabe.
But seeing the extinguishing holy fire and the approaching demon, even though his hands were still stable, his legs were trembling.
"Our efforts are in vain... The Holy Fire is about to be extinguished. When so many phantoms come up, not to mention the astrolabe, even we will be dead."
Wu Jie roared and rushed out. The flames turned into a sword hundreds of feet long and slashed horizontally.
The light of the sword passed by, and countless phantom demons were cut in half by him, falling down screaming and burned to ashes.
One of the four great spiritual techniques of the Fire Department Zhengfa, burn mountains and break mountains, and kill demons with one sword
This sword was so powerful that the phantom demons were frightened and retreated one after another, not daring to rush forward for a while.
Wu Jie proudly flew back to the top of the tower, fluttered his clothes and shook off countless sparks: "I told you, no problem."
Tao Tu nodded repeatedly, but couldn't help but look at the Holy Fire: "Senior Brother, it's useless even if you are great... This astrolabe needs the power of the Holy Fire to activate, and the Holy Fire is about to be extinguished..."
"Can you please stop talking nonsense?" Wu Jie showed a bit of impatience, "The holy fire will never be extinguished."
"How could it be possible that there is only so much left of it?"
"So what? In short, it will not be extinguished," Wu Jie said decisively, "Unless all the phantoms in this world are eliminated, as long as there is one person who believes in it, it will not be extinguished."
He paused for a moment, recalling the scene before his eyes when he saw the holy fire, and the excitement that flowed into his heart when he came into contact with the holy fire.
That was the scene when the second-generation Holy Emperor sacrificed his body and turned into the Holy Fire. It was the promise made by Li Yan's father with all his strength and all his soul.
[As long as the world still needs me, as long as the threat of extraterrestrial demons has not been eradicated, please believe in me, believe in me and my descendants... we will continue to fight and never fall]
This belief transcends time and space, transcends the constraints of cause and effect, and is even enough to ring the vast heavenly path and carve his oath into it.
Li Yan didn't know until his death that it was actually his father who had sustained him for so many years.
Wu Jie was able to say good-bye to each other and rest in peace because he believed that the hero who turned into the Holy Fire back then should still be in this Holy Fire and has not given up yet.
Just like he believed in himself.
Because they are the same kind of people - they can fail and die, but they will never surrender
"His Majesty the Second Holy Emperor, I believe in you." With the momentum of returning from victory, he stretched his hand into the flames, "I will not give up, and I believe you will not. The sky in Jiuzhou has been repaired, and the demon outside the territory
They can no longer threaten us. What we have to do now is to completely eliminate these guys who caused you trouble in the first place and bring you a happy ending to your tens of thousands of years of struggle."
"You have also seen it, right? I have enough power. As long as we cooperate, it is not impossible to destroy these guys." Wu Jie did not speak, but his will was like thunder, roaring in the holy fire, "So,
Please lend me your power for a while."
The flames swayed violently and suddenly rose, becoming more intense than before when Li Yan was still alive, almost approaching the brilliance of the moment when the sky was patched tens of thousands of years ago.
An old man's figure, whose appearance was somewhat similar to Li Yan's, appeared in the holy fire.
He stared at Wu Jie silently. Although he did not speak, his eyes were full of high fighting spirit.
"Thank you, Uncle Li." Wu Jie smiled and patted his chest with his hand, "Leave the rest to me."
With that said, he jumped out of the tower, blue and red flames swirled around his body, making all the phantoms tremble with fear.
"You guys have accumulated dust for tens of thousands of years. It's time for a general cleaning."
Accompanied by high-spirited laughter, blue and red flames lit up the entire Holy Imperial City...
