I have guarded the Imperial City alone for 100,000 years, and you say I have surrendered to the enem

The two walked forward for an unknown period of time, and suddenly the view in front of them was clear.

A vast expanse of space without any clouds and mist appeared in front of them.

Seeing this, Mo Qiannian was delighted and hurriedly quickened his pace to run forward.

As the distance got closer, the beautiful scenery in front of them gradually appeared clearly in front of them.

Green grass, green trees, colorful flowers, and colorful flowers were competing for beauty and stretching their bodies.

There were precious and rare spiritual medicines everywhere, emitting waves of tempting fragrance.

Various rare birds flapped their wings from time to time and flew high, lightly crossing the void.

In the distance, the mountains are undulating, and the mountain streams are gurgling, forming a series of magnificent waterfalls, hanging between the cliffs like silver threads, like a dream, as if in a fairyland.

The abundant spiritual energy here made Mo Qiannian couldn't help but take a deep breath, and he felt refreshed.

"If there is no danger here, it is thousands of times better than the Holy Body Star Domain, and more suitable for the development of the people." Ye Hao said beside him.

Mo Qiannian nodded. Even he had to admit that this is really a paradise on earth, a fairyland on earth.

"The clan leader is back!!"

Suddenly, a loud shout resounded through the sky, like a thunderclap.

Then, countless figures emerged like a tide. They came from all directions, with surprise and expectation in their eyes, and looked up at Mo Qiannian and Ye Hao in the sky.

"It's really the clan leader! The clan leader is finally back!!" Some people were so excited that they burst into tears and choked with sobs.

"Haha, I told you, how could the clan leader surrender to the enemy? Those rumors are all tricks of the Changsheng family!" Another person said indignantly.

"The clan leader is back, and we, the Holy Body lineage, no longer have to hide around, and we can hold our heads high and live our lives!" Someone else cheered excitedly.

For a while, cheers and shouts came one after another, and the whole scene was very lively.

These people were very emotional, full of respect and trust for Mo Qiannian.

Because in their hearts, Mo Qiannian was not only the head of the clan, but also the hope and spiritual pillar of their survival.

Mo Qiannian stared quietly at the familiar and kind faces below, feeling the close connection between blood and everyone, and couldn't help but feel excited and tears in his eyes.

Grateful to God for giving him the opportunity to be reborn, allowing him to make up for the regrets of the past and take on the responsibility of protecting his people again!

However, deep in his heart, he always felt that he owed these loyal people a sincere apology.

So, Mo Qiannian slowly bent down and bowed deeply to all his subjects, with a sincere and solemn attitude.

"I'm sorry, I'm late!"

His voice was low and sincere, with endless guilt.

At this moment, the whole place was silent, and only Mo Qiannian's apologetic words echoed in the air.

The subjects were deeply moved, and some even sobbed softly.

All the grievances of these years broke out at this moment.

"Counting other foreigners who intermarried, together with the population born here in the past five hundred years, there are now more than 100,000 people here."

Mo Qiannian walked steadily among the crowd, staring at every subject, while Ye Hao accompanied him and described in detail the changes over the years.

"There are already more than 100,000 people! Compared to 500 years ago, it has increased a lot. You have worked so hard during the years I was away."

Mo Qiannian looked at Ye Hao, his eyes full of joy and relief. Ye Hao smiled and shook his head gently, saying that this was all part of his job as a disciple.

However, when they passed through the entire crowd, Mo Qiannian did not find the figure he most wanted to see.

He looked around carefully again, but still could not find the trace of the figure, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

"Where did the old patriarch go?" Mo Qiannian asked in a low voice.

When the originally noisy and jubilant people heard this, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and everyone's face showed a sad and sorrowful expression.

Witnessing this scene, Mo Qiannian's heart suddenly sank.

Could it be that... the old patriarch met with an accident?

"Master, when we were transferring our people not long ago, we were discovered by the enemy. In order to protect our people, the old patriarch burned his life to divert the enemy..."

Ye Hao looked depressed and told Mo Qiannian the truth.

Hearing this, Mo Qiannian's face turned pale and his whole body trembled, as if

It was like a bolt from the blue.

Mo Qiannian had no parents. He didn't even have the same surname as the Saint Body lineage, Ye. He was brought back by the old patriarch, a member of the Saint Body bloodline that was wandering outside.

It can be said that the old patriarch was his grandfather, his only relative, who taught him to grow up, to be a man, and to teach him the secrets of the Saint Body...

"Who is it, who is the enemy!"

Mo Qiannian gritted his teeth, his eyes wide open.

"Master, it's the Tyrant Body lineage's Tyrant Supreme!" Ye Hao clenched his fists, his eyes slightly red.

"The Tyrant Body lineage!" Mo Qiannian raised his head, his eyes full of murderous intent.

The battle between the Saint Tyrant Body and the Saint Tyrant Body has lasted for more than a million years, and the grievances between the two lines have long been irreconcilable.

"When Master was here, Tyrant Body didn't dare to bully us. After Master left, they jumped out and found faults many times, bullying our Holy Body lineage."

"When we migrated our people later, they attacked many times. Fortunately, we beat them back. But that time, the one who attacked was Master's former opponent, Xiong Tianba!"

"And at that time, I hadn't broken through yet, and was far from his opponent."

"If it weren't for the old patriarch burning his life to lead them away, I'm afraid we would all die." Ye Hao was indignant.

"This bunch of bastards!" Mo Qiannian's eyes flashed coldly: "Before I left, they promised me not to harm the Holy Body lineage, but they went back on their word!"

"Patriarch, please lead us to avenge the old patriarch!" A young man from the Holy Body lineage stood up, his eyes full of hatred and murderous intent.

The old patriarch is not only very important in Mo Qiannian's heart, but in the eyes of all the Holy Body people, he is the most respected elder!

The old patriarch was also a genius in the past, but unfortunately he was attacked by thieves when he was going through the great tribulation. Although he escaped successfully, he was left with a Taoist injury and could never achieve great success in his life.

However, even without great success, he became the first person under the Supreme. In the era without great success, he guarded the Holy Body for tens of thousands of years.

It was not until Mo Qiannian achieved great success that he finally put down this burden and passed the position of patriarch to Mo Qiannian, preparing to spend his old age in peace.

Unexpectedly, Mo Qiannian had just gone to the border, and then there was news that he surrendered to the enemy. At that time, Ye Hao had not grown up yet, and the old patriarch, who had been retired for a few years, stood up again.

In the end, he did not wait for Mo Qiannian to come back.

This hatred is irreconcilable!