Murong Lingjun and others finally broke through the floating bridge and came to the altar.

Looking at the mysterious sarcophagus in the center of the altar, he stood there in a daze. The scene in front of him was only familiar with Chen Duo. He had followed us to Jiuyi Mountain.

I explained to them and everyone fell into silence.

"I believe Junior Brother Zhang will definitely wake up." Murong Lingjun said in silence for a while.

"Not necessarily, the light will eventually be extinguished, and only darkness is eternal." Lu Wen said.

"If darkness is eternal, why did Emperor Pangu break through the chaos? Why did the First Ancestor of the Dragon illuminate the Heavenly Gate?" Murong Lingjun asked back.

"The Emperor Pangu has fallen, and the First Ancestor of the Dragon has returned to the darkness."

"So you think Pangu is wrong to open the sky, and the universe should be in absolute darkness?"

"Yes, any effort made by everything is in vain. Everything will return to the original darkness."

"Well said, if this is what you believe in, why don't you die?" Murong Lingjun asked.

"Why should I die?"

"As far as I know, death is the gateway to eternal darkness."

Lu Wen was silent immediately and didn't know how to refute.

He worships darkness, but chooses to live in darkness, and living itself stands on the opposite side of darkness.

If the candle dragon had not illuminated the heavenly gate, where would the vast world come from?

What's more, even the God of Death himself is working hard to live.

I remembered Jian Yuan. Immortality was definitely not something to be thankful for her, but more like a curse.

As long as she is still her, she is still looking up to heaven even in deep hell.

When everyone was silent, greater darkness came, as if the ancient door of darkness opened in the abyss, releasing countless dark demons.

Crows and bats flew out of the abyss and flew in groups over the abyss.

As they tried to flap their wings, statues stood upwards in the dark abyss.

The dress of these statues is very similar to those of Lu Wen and others, but it is even older than them.

Thousands of statues stood around the dark altar, and Lu Wen and others seemed to be infected by the solemnity of the statues and maintained the same posture as them.

Kneel on one knee on the ground, holding his hands in front of his chest.

The bats glided quietly in the air, and the crows fell on the shoulders of the obsidian statue...

Crows are the incarnation of darkness and death, while bats are born without vision, and they live in darkness all their lives.

The picture suddenly became quiet, as if it had entered the eternal night.

But I know that this is not the ending moment, but the darkness before dawn.

A tall statue raised his head and looked up at the sky.

The statue is wearing black armor and an imperial crown.

Suddenly the statue pulled out the black sword hanging from its waist and pointed at the sky. Then all the statues raised their heads.

There is still darkness above the sky, but there is already the possibility of light being born.

Because the light is hidden deep in the hearts of these statues, and when they call on the light in unison, it will appear.

The ethereal song sounded from the mouth of a priestess, a syllable that could not be understood.

Mysterious and ancient. Without a trace of emotion.

However, when millions of people began to sing with the priestess at the same time, thousands of songs gathered in everything, instantly giving the song a powerful and outstanding vitality.

It is like instantly transforming the grief that originally belonged to death into a sacred cherry from heaven.

The hymns instantly transform into a melody of ecstasy.

A golden light was born on the top of the dark sky, and a tall statue wearing an imperial crown caught the golden light with a sword.

Then he pointed his sword at the mysterious coffin on the altar, and the golden light began to wander along the mysterious runes on the coffin until all the runes were lit up.

The light bloomed, illuminating the entire night sky.

The mysterious dark sarcophagus has become even more dazzling than the sun.

The brilliant light illuminated the night sky. It illuminated the abyss and shone down on the sleeping statues in the abyss, awakening them from the heaviest darkness.

Then they also rose from the abyss.

Follow the statue that rose first, let go of your arms and embrace the light with sincerity.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I felt sad.

These are the ancient ancestors, Jinwu people, and later Wuyi people continued their bloodlines.

They worship darkness, crows, and are enemies of phoenixes.

However, when light appeared in their holiest temple, they instantly gave up all their faith and embraced the pure flames in the darkness with sincerity.

No one has ever been able to resist the temptation from light, never.

Pangu was unwilling to be imprisoned by the darkness. The candle dragon illuminated the sky gate. Doumu's body turned into a nine-zodiac body and locked the starlight forever with billions of stars.

The coffin was opened, and Zhang Qingzhuo was reborn in the pure flames of light.

Her eyes were brighter than the sun, the flames turned into golden clothes, and her skin became holy and beautiful.

It's like the scorching sun in winter. The darkness is at dawn.

Before she knew it, everyone fell to her knees and worshiped the old dominant, the sun goddess Xihe.

Zhang Qingzhuo looked calm and slowly swept across everyone.

Then her body began to float upwards, like the rising sun rising.

When she stopped in the air, I heard a distant and ancient voice sound.

"I've been to this world before..."

When I heard this, my heart suddenly felt ache and I couldn't help but shed tears.

This sound comes from the oldest blessing of life, from the mouth of the sun goddess who brought warmth and light to all living beings in the past.

Xihe has not yet risen, how can it be as bright as the flowers?

...

Kunlun Ruins, Ghost Realm. In the darkest and largest mysterious palace square, the God of Death climbed to the General Platform.

In the audience, there are Jiuge's souls that do not die, and there are hundreds of thousands of troops of the ghost clan.

There are ancient sacrifices, powerful ghost kings, god-witted ghost generals, and even ghost emperor-level existences.

Today, they responded to the call of the God of Death and gathered at the stage of the General. They only witnessed the opening of the gate of the Yin in one thing.

The God of Death is different from the Nine Nether Queen of the Underworld, although both are called the King of Dead Souls.

The empress waved the six swords of reincarnation, which represented judgment and judgment.

She will condemn sentient beings and then use their own sins to induce sentient beings into the samsara of reincarnation.

Judgment and ruling also represent order.

Therefore, the Empress is not only the King of the Dead, but also the Great Lord of the Three Realms. Her existence has a significant impact on the Three Realms.

The god of death represents forgetting, because forgetting is the redemption of the dead soul.

In terms of the throne, the God of Death is far inferior to the Empress.

The empress had already returned to the innate world after she was born, and had attained the truth in the void, and successfully captured her own innate way.

The God of Death is only at the peak of the acquired gods, and still doesn’t know what his innate path is.

But she has more important things to do than prove her.

The reason why the ghost clan has been hiding in Kunlun Ruins for thousands of years is that they use all the enthusiasm of life to protect the door of Taiyin that has never been opened.

No one knew what the gate of Taiyin actually represented. Until one day, Song Jue accidentally approached and pushed it in gently.

Then millions of creatures in the entire ghost clan gained a tranquility power at that moment, and even the god of death forgot the grief.

This tranquil force is distant and ancient.

It can soothe pain, let the painful souls rest in peace, and prevent them from crying because of losing their lives.

In the days that followed, the ghost clan protected the gate of Taiyin with greater enthusiasm, waiting for the gate of Taiyin to be opened again.

Click on the stage. Death suddenly turned around.

Then millions of dead souls followed her gaze and looked at the gate of Taiyin that was looming in the void.

A pure light scattered to the earth through the cracks in the door.

This light is not dazzling at all. Even the weakest dead soul can bear it calmly and feel the tranquility power contained in it.

As the gate of Taiyin slowly opened, the pure light illuminated the land of the ghost clan.

Song Jue, wearing a moonlit dress, descended on the void with a beautiful posture.

Song Jue is extremely beautiful, and she is so beautiful that she is shrouded in the moonlight, which is so amazing.

The god of death looked at Song Jue, looking at the sister who remembered her name, her eyes were full of confusion. She felt an ancient and strange divinity from Song Jue.

This divine nature is extraordinary and powerful, inviolable, and at the same time it carries a tranquil power.

The God of Death didn't know who Song Jue was in front of her, until she heard a distant and ancient voice spoke from Song Jue.

"I've been to this world before..."

(Good night.)
Chapter completed!