I have been living in the forest for hundreds of years, and the world calls me the master of the res

Just as everyone was doing their best to treat the wounded, a figure fell from above.

His appearance immediately aroused the vigilance of countless people.

Those who had just felt relieved immediately went to this man, full of caution.

"Sunrise..."

Wuyi looked at the figure in front of him, a trace of helplessness flashed across his eyes.

Now they no longer have enough strength to continue dealing with such a powerful enemy.

Other people thought much the same as she did.

But no one took a step back, and everyone stared straight at the rising sun in front of them.

"I'm not here to fight you. I'm just here to pick you up."

Shaking his head, Xiri looked at everyone calmly.

Then he went to the immortal corpse alone, and a little bit of light fell from his hand and flowed into her forehead.

Not a moment.

The originally silent immortal corpse had a complicated look on its face.

"We will leave this world with our sins."

After saying something to Wuyi, Xiri turned his gaze to Maine and other surviving immortal descendants.

The meaning was clear, he wanted to take them all away.

"Must...leave?"

He looked back at the people behind him reluctantly.

Along the way, Maine also developed feelings for everyone.

She didn't want to say goodbye to them and leave when she needed them.

"The door to the outside world has been opened. One day, we will meet again."

Unexpectedly, Xiri used a gentle tone and spoke to Maine.

Only when they leave completely can this twisted past be completely ended.

to this end.

Xiri repaired their main ship early on.

Parting is only for a better reunion next time.

This time, they will have an even bigger stage!

There is no room for refusal.

The surviving immortal descendants of Maine and his lineage walked out and stood together with the Xiri siblings.

Under everyone's gaze, he waved goodbye to everyone.

"You did it... so I will keep my promise..."

Looking up at the World Tree in front of him, Xiri slowly turned around and took Maine and the others to the main ship above the Ninth Heaven.

In an instant, streams of light streaked across the sky.

Immortals and their descendants including Xiri have completely left this world.

Heading towards the endless sea of ​​stars outside...

"Let's start over again..."

Feeling Xiri and the others leaving, Guatai's expression gradually became serious.

Wuyi and the others nodded seriously and began to deal with the things at hand.

Time passed in this post-disaster atmosphere.

More than a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Because Yongcangzhou has set up countless formations.

When Cen Zhen's heavenly fire fell, many places were damaged.

But compared to other places, Yongcang Prefecture is very well preserved.

And the World Tree stands there.

At this time, all the survivors gathered in Yongcangzhou.

The few remaining giant beasts.

After the war, he voluntarily gave up his life and turned his body into mountains and rivers.

Recovering from the wounds of the war.

Qing Cang and his fellow creatures were also liberated, ending this relationship.

Place the freshly picked flowers on the stone tablet in front of you.

Looking at the green scenery all around, Song Yantong silently placed the broken sword in his hand on the stone tablet again.

"What did you want to say to me then?"

Sitting in front of the stone tablet, Song Yantong opened her mouth slightly and asked.

At this time.

A figure walked over, with a lot of sadness in his eyes.

"Little sister..."

Song Yuanzhou called out to her.

He turned his head and looked at Song Yuanzhou, who was wearing the uniform of the Sword Sect's leader.

Song Yantong just smiled faintly and continued to look at the stone tablet in front of her.

[Qinglian Sword Sect-Song Siming's Tomb]

Sitting here, staring blankly at the stone tablet, I never leave until sunrise or sunset.

With a sigh, Song Yuanzhou turned around and returned to the ancient spiritual world.

Listening to the noisy cheers all around, it was like a completely different world from where I was just now.

"Yuanzhou, is your sister okay?"

Not long after returning to the ancient spiritual world, Luo Yuan's figure emerged.

He put his hand on Song Yuanzhou's shoulder and asked softly.

Xiao Wu, who was standing by, couldn't help but sigh when he saw his behavior.

“It takes time to recover.”

I thought about the time I had experienced.

At that time, it was thanks to Song Siming's influence that he was able to get out of that situation.

But the figure who brought him to Yongcangzhou is no longer there...

It was because of Song Siming's influence that Song Yuanzhou chose to take over his burden and continue to lead the Sword Sect forward.

"Alas...what a pity..."

Thinking of Song Siming, Luo Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

Among all the people in Yunningzhou, Song Siming is undoubtedly the most outstanding one.

When Xiao Wu heard this, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.

"Why don't you go have a drink before we start?"

Luo Yuan directly stated the reason why he called Song Yuanzhou.

As a result, Xiao Wu slapped him in the face.

"Brother, be serious!"

At this time, Xiao Wu had already become the leader of Qianluo Sect.

Their leader died in that battle, and the surviving elders chose to retire.

Among the younger generation, Xiao Wu was directly pushed to the position of sect leader.

At this time, several bells rang in succession in the world, attracting everyone's attention.

The three of them looked at each other and walked towards the direction of the bell at the same time.

There were crowds of people on the road, and countless people gathered on the huge square of the ancient spiritual world.

Yan Lin and several other powerful cultivators sat on the high platform above, looking at the many figures below.

Gong Shu and others were also among them, but he was the one in charge of reception.

The top leaders of the surviving major sects have all arrived.

Standing in the corridors on both sides, they whispered to each other about their future plans.

As soon as Song Yuanzhou and Luo Yuan appeared, they were taken to Yunning Prefecture by Gong Shu.

Below them gathered countless cultivators, including mortals and people of various races.

The innocent children gathered together and played happily under the watchful eyes of adults.

Guatai and the others watched all this and nodded to Wuyi, who was dressed in a red and white suit.

The latter slowly walked out of the Ark above the Ancient Spirit Realm, responding to the countless glances cast at him from above and below.

"The war has finally come to an end thanks to the concerted efforts of many of our comrades."

“…Remembering those who sacrificed their lives for this new world, we must keep moving forward!”

"Always strive to prevent people like Hun Dun or Cen Zhen from destroying our world!"

"We always believe that even if they turn into flames, the countless heroic spirits who have been looking forward to this moment will always be with us..."

"I have no objection. On behalf of my fellow comrades present, I declare..."

"today!"

"Our new future has arrived!"

After finishing his words, Wuyi listened to the thunderous cheers from below, slowly smiled at the many fellow disciples behind him, and walked towards them.