The Transcendent One let out a roar, and a dazzling light erupted from his body.
A mushroom cloud rose into the air.
Yang Zhitian's body is stooped, and the air coming out of his nose is like a broken bellows.
Blood dripped onto the ground, making a pitter-patter sound.
Countless magic weapons are suspended around Yang Zhitian's body.
The sharp blades of those magic weapons were all pointed in the direction of the mushroom cloud.
"Yang Zhitian!"
The voice of the transcendent sounded again.
I saw that burly figure slowly walking out of the mushroom cloud.
The figure of the Transcendent looks a little embarrassed. In addition to the wound left by Emperor Shaktian, there are several more wounds on his body.
That was all caused by Yang Zhitian.
"Haha——"
Yang Zhitian stood up slowly, his body trembling slightly.
He looked at the transcendent person and suddenly laughed.
"If I say I can hurt you, I mean I can hurt you."
"So what?"
The detached person's face was as cold as ice and he said coldly, "To me, this injury is just a superficial wound.
And you, what else do you have?"
He looked at the magic weapons suspended around Yang Zhitian with a look of disdain.
"I have known for a long time that you used magic weapons to replace all living beings, and you secretly arranged a trick."
The detached person sneered, "You think I'm defenseless?
Come on, let me see today how many tricks you, Yang Zhitian, have!"
"As you wish!"
Yang Zhitian's body trembled slightly. He slowly raised his hands and shot out a series of spells.
"Buzz——"
On top of the magic weapons around him, figures suddenly appeared.
Fan Shichang, Yu Hongyun, all the marshals of Zhentian... are among them.
Each of their faces showed signs of struggle, but they were unable to control their own actions. They controlled the magic weapons and rushed toward the Transcendent One.
For a moment, it seemed as if countless people were attacking the transcendent person at the same time.
The transcendent is very strong, far stronger than anyone expected.
His power is even more than divine.
Ordinary and sacred, I am afraid that even one of his moves cannot be blocked.
But now, what he is facing is not a saint.
If you can easily kill one sacred person, you may not be able to easily kill ten sacred ones.
What can easily kill ten saints may not be able to easily kill a hundred saints.
Even if a transcendent person is strong, facing dozens or hundreds of holy attacks at the same time, he can only defend for a while.
These holies do not fight independently.
They were all controlled by Yang Zhitian and worked together flawlessly.
What's more, there is Yang Zhitian next to him, who is eyeing him eagerly.
For a time, the detached person actually fell into a disadvantage.
Yang Zhitian's expression was serious, and his seven orifices were bleeding continuously, but he didn't seem to notice it.
Using this last resort is a huge burden on his body.
But he has completely forgotten life and death.
He only has one thought now, and that is war!
Try your best, even if you still have breath left, you must fight!
Although the detached person was at a disadvantage, his expression did not change at all. Instead, he always had a sense of ridicule.
So what if Yang Zhitian has the upper hand?
How long can he hold on?
Besides, I haven't used my full strength yet.
He wanted to see how long Yang Zhitian could persist.
He will definitely let Yang Zhitian know how big the gap between him and himself is!
Among the gods, it is not easy to determine the outcome of life or death.
Under normal circumstances, if two saints want to decide the winner, they may fight for months or even years.
The Transcendent One and Yang Zhitian are both powerful men who have surpassed the divine.
Of course, the battle between the two of them did not end so quickly.
In fact, although the Transcendent is not afraid of Yang Zhitian, he also has no overwhelming advantage when facing Yang Zhitian.
Winning is not that easy.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been trying to induce Yang Zhitian to suppress the situation.
Speaking of which, he and Yang Zhitian are both fighting for their endurance.
Let’s see who can persevere until the end.
This process cannot be completed in a short time.
……
In Tongguan City, the Holy Judge came with chaotic stardust and dust.
He handed those Chaos Stardust to Zhou Shu, then got another batch of weapon-making materials from Zhang Guoqing, and went to the mysterious palace again to exchange for Chaos Stardust.
The Holy Judge has no intention of refusing at all.
Ever since he saw Zhou Shu's true strength, the Holy Judge could not think of rejecting Zhou Shu.
Seeing a joke, Zhou Shu slaughtered dozens of saints without even using up a stick of incense.
He wants to kill himself, which is a matter of sword.
When dealing with such a person, your life may not belong to you at any time.
If you reject him, isn't that asking for death?
It's just an errand anyway, and the Holy Judge really has no reason to refuse.
After receiving the Chaos Stardust sent back by the Holy Judge, Zhou Shu, who had regained some strength, finally opened his eyes from closing them.
He looked at the chaotic stardust and remained silent for several days.
One day, when the sun was rising, Zhou Shu finally took action.
His movements were very slow, and every move he made seemed to be extremely solemn.
Every movement seems to contain the wonderful principles of heaven and earth.
The ball of chaotic stardust was like mud under his hands, being kneaded into various shapes by him.
As time passed, the shape in Zhou Shu's hand changed faster and faster, and his expression became more and more solemn.
His eyes were full of tenderness, and the movements of Zhou Shu's hands became lighter and lighter.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, Zhou Shu stretched out his hand and cut his wrist.
A touch of blood instantly blended into the chaotic stardust.
Zhou Shu's hands became very fast in an instant, and individual figures were pinched out under his hands in an instant.
The little man, who seemed to be only a foot long, fell to the ground following Zhou Shu's movements.
After landing on the ground, they began to grow instantly, and after a few breaths, they had completely become life-size.
Those clay figures are lifelike, but they stand still without any intelligence.
Zhou Shu was not surprised, he continued to squeeze the clay figurine.
Soon, three clay figures were pinched out.
This time, a long sword appeared in Zhou Shu's hand and stabbed himself in the heart.
Three drops of my heart's blood fell on the three clay figures.
The appearance of those three clay figurines were clearly Yin Wuyou, Lu Wenshuang and Bai Qianqian.
He used ordinary blood to shape other people.
With the blood of his heart, he pinched Yin Wuyou and the other three.
Looking at the lifelike clay figures, Zhou Shu was silent for a long time.
He crossed his legs and closed his eyes, recovering for a long time.
It wasn't until the strength in his body was almost restored that Zhou Shu took action again.
He unleashed a huge net that would destroy everyone in the ten directions and spread across the sky.
Countless information once captured in the big net began to spread in the air.
The information that Zhou Shu once collected on the people of the ancestral land appeared in the air one by one, and then was pulled by certain forces and fell on the clay figures.
Those messages are not real souls, they can only be regarded as fragments of everyone’s souls.
Under normal circumstances, these soul fragments with everyone's information will gradually disappear between heaven and earth.
At that time, they will truly disappear forever.
Theoretically, it is impossible for a broken soul to be reunited.
But now, Zhou Shu used the Destruction of Ten Directions and his great magical power to collect the soul fragments of everyone, and then used the method of creation to recast the body for the human race of the ancestral land.
Now, their soul fragments have been put into their bodies.
Next, they have to rely on time to reintegrate their souls. At that time, they can truly wake up.
This process may take one or two years, three to five years, decades, or even hundreds of years.
Zhou Shu didn't know when they would wake up.
He doesn't have time to wait here for everyone to wake up.
Because he doesn't know when the battle between the Transcendent and Yang Zhitian will end.
He has more important things to do.
The bodies of the first batch of people from the ancestral land were recast. Zhou Shu did not stop moving. He was repeating the previous movements.
Countless people from the ancestral land died at the hands of saints such as Bai Daolong and Tian Xuandao.
Just reshaping so many bodies with the methods of heaven's creation was enough to keep Zhou Shu busy for a while.
Every time a body is reshaped, Zhou Shu consumes a lot of money.
With his strength, it is difficult to cast continuously.
But Zhou Shu was not impatient at all. He rested when he was tired and continued when he regained his strength, day and night.
As time went by, more and more clay figures appeared in front of Zhou Shu.
From a few, to dozens, to hundreds, to thousands.
I don’t know when it started, but Zhou Shu’s hair turned completely white.
It’s obvious how much effort he put into it.
Zhang Guoqing has been guarding the door since Zhou Shu started casting clay figures.
He saw Zhou Shu's hair turn white from a distance, and the joy in his heart was gone, and he only felt pain like a knife.
He didn't know why Zhou Shu was so anxious to resurrect the human race of his ancestral land.
He could see that Zhou Shu was exhausted mentally and physically.
He can obviously take his time.
Zhang Guoqing tried to dissuade Zhou Shu, but Zhou Shu said nothing and did not stop.
In the end, Zhang Guoqing had no choice but to wait quietly outside the door. Whatever Zhou Shu asked for, he could respond immediately.
Sometimes, Zhang Guoqing even wondered if Zhou Shu's supply of Chaos Stardust was interrupted?
The next time the Holy Judge sends Chaos Stardust, he needs to be stopped outside the city...
Since the city lord no longer has Chaos Stardust in his hands, he can naturally rest.
There is no other way. Otherwise, if he continues like this, he is really afraid that the city lord will not be able to hold on to the day when all the races are resurrected.
If something happens to the city lord, even if the people of the ancestral land can be resurrected, it’s not worth it.
In Zhang Guoqing's view, even the combined lives of all the people in the ancestral land are not as important as the life of the city lord.
If the city lord uses his own life to resurrect the Ancestral Land people, then what are the previous sacrifices of the Ancestral Land people?
They died to protect Zhou Shu, and Zhou Shu died to save them. Wasn't this all in vain?
Thinking in his mind, Zhang Guoqing even took action.
Even if he fights to be punished by the city lord, he, Zhang Guoqing, still has the responsibility to take responsibility for the city lord’s life!
……
"Stop!"
A loud shout startled the holy judge.
"Zhang Guoqing!"
When the holy judge saw Zhang Guoqing, he breathed a sigh of relief and cursed, "It's me, can't you see?
What are you trying to scare me for?
Hurry up, I have replaced another batch of Chaos Stardust. Let me go over and I will give them to Pavilion Master Zhou."
"You go back now and continue to redeem Chaos Stardust."
Zhang Guoqing did not get out of the way, but said coldly, "Whenever you exchange enough ten kilograms of Chaos Stardust, I will send it over together."
"What?"
The holy judge's eyes widened, "Ten pounds?
Then I have to redeem it for the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?
Moreover, I don’t have that much money to exchange.
I will send the Chaos Stardust back, and then you will give me another batch of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and I will redeem them. Isn’t this the same process before?"
He didn't have anything extra to help Zhou Shu exchange Chaos Stardust.
"Are you questioning my decision?"
Zhang Guoqing said with a cold face, "Just do whatever I ask you to do.
I will have people deliver the treasures of heaven and earth that you need directly to you.
You don’t have to run back and forth, which saves time for you.”
"I know, but Pavilion Master Zhou..."
The Holy Judge frowned.
"This is what the city lord means."
Zhang Guoqing said with a straight face, "Just do it!"
"Okay then."
The Holy Judge said helplessly, "I have brought all the Chaos Stardust this time, so I will give it to Pavilion Master Zhou first.
Don't let me take it with you. If it gets lost, I can't afford it."
"Give it to me."
Zhang Guoqing said with a straight face.
The holy judge wanted to say something else, but Zhang Guoqing didn't give him a chance to speak.
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"Give it to me quickly, and you can leave. If you don't leave, I will have someone drive you away."
Zhang Guoqing said.
The holy judge was helpless. Thinking about it, Zhang Guoqing was Zhou Shu's confidant, and this was the gate of Tongguan City. Zhang Guoqing would not lie to himself.
Hand the Chaos Stardust to Zhang Guoqing, then turn around and leave.
Zhang Guoqing held the ball of chaotic stardust with a somewhat hesitant expression on his face.
The next moment, he put away the Chaos Stardust, turned around, and then looked stunned...
"City Lord——"
Zhang Guoqing's heart skipped a beat.
"I——"
"No need to explain."
Zhou Shu shook his head and said calmly, "I know you are doing it for my own good.
But I know it well.
Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
He looked into the distance with extremely deep eyes, "I'll be fine here."
Zhou Shu repeated it and continued, "Forging magic weapons is my old profession, and I will not die doing it."
"But——"
Zhang Guoqing hesitated for a moment and then said, "City Lord, resurrecting the big guy is not a temporary matter. Your health is important."
"Give me the Chaos Stardust."
Zhou Shu spoke slowly.
Zhang Guoqing subconsciously wanted to refuse.
"Don't worry, I won't make fun of my body. I know it well."
Zhou Shu showed a smile and said, "Do you think you can make me stop by holding down the Chaos Stardust?"
Zhang Guoqing smiled bitterly, of course he knew that he was powerless to stop Zhou Shu.
If Zhou Shu really wanted to take away the Chaos Stardust in his hand, could he still fight against Zhou Shu?
Even if he takes action, he is definitely not Zhou Shu's opponent.
"City Lord, your body does not belong to you alone.
You are the hope of the entire ancestral land, you must cherish it."
Zhang Guoqing looked at Zhou Shu's white hair and felt shocked.
What kind of consumption can make a strong man who kills gods like slaughtering chickens and dogs turn his hair into white hair?
Even Zhang Guoqing could not imagine how great the pressure was in Zhou Shu's heart.
He wanted to share the burden for Zhou Shu, but he didn't know what he could do.
"It's almost done, it will be finished soon."
Zhou Shu smiled and said, "I can rest after it's finished.
Minister, I have something to ask of you."
"City Lord, please give me your instructions."
Zhang Guoqing said seriously.
"I have something that I may need you to help me pass on to someone in the future."
Zhou Shu was silent for a moment, and then said slowly.
"What?"
Zhang Guoqing subconsciously blurted out, "City Lord, why don't you hand it over to him yourself?"
"It's hard to say yet."
Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "I just mentioned it casually, but I may not really need you."
"Oh——"
Zhang Guoqing didn’t think much about it.
He handed Zhou Shu the Chaos Stardust he had just received from the Holy Judge, and advised him again, "City Lord, please take good care of your body!"
"Hmm."
Zhou Shu nodded and said, "Your Excellency, I involved you in the dispute between the human race and the transcendent people in the ancestral land. Have you ever complained about me?"
He gave Zhang Guoqing a new life, but he also put Zhang Guoqing into his current predicament.
"Of course not."
Zhang Guoqing shook his head and said firmly, "If it weren't for the city lord, I would still be a fool until the day I die.
As the saying goes, if you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.
At least, I now know who I am and where I come from, instead of being as confused as before.
If I were asked to choose again, I would still choose this way."
"If you say that, I feel relieved."
Zhou Shu smiled and said, "Sometimes, I don't know whether it is right or wrong to let you live again."
Zhang Guoqing looked at Zhou Shu worriedly, is this still a problem?
Of course it is right to resurrect the people of the ancestral land?
Let me ask, although the people of the ancestral land are not afraid of death, who doesn’t want to live forever?
It is better to die than live. Who would be willing to live?
Zhou Shu shook his head and did not continue this topic.
"Okay, I've had a good rest and I'm going to continue working."
Zhou Shu said, "Guo Qing, you don't have to worry about me. Tongguan City still needs your care.
I don’t want everyone to see a dilapidated Tongguan City when they return.”
While talking, Zhou Shu patted Zhang Guoqing on the shoulder.
"I understand."
Zhang Guoqing sighed and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, City Lord, from now on I know what the key points are, and I won't act on impulse anymore."
For some reason, when Zhang Guoqing looked at Zhou Shu's back as he walked into the city, he felt as if he was carrying countless things, and his back was slightly bent.
His nose felt sore and tears flowed down uncontrollably.