The Dagan Mountains.

In mid-air, a burst of light shone brightly, as if some force was tearing a crack in this space, which looked like a somewhat twisted ancient gate.

There were no martial artists in the surrounding mountains, but there were many birds and beasts. When these wild animals sensed that terrifying light, they were all frightened and scattered in all directions.

Boom!

Space distorted, and the passage of time around them became frantic. The plants grew instantly, only to wither away in the blink of an eye.

A figure fell through the twisted door with a whoosh.

It fell to the ground with a thud onto the dry grass and continued to roll for dozens of meters before finally coming to a stop.

After a while, the figure seemed to recover, moved its body, and slowly raised its head.

It was Lin Che who had traveled back from over two thousand years ago.

He opened his eyes and looked around, seemingly realizing where he was all of a sudden. A hint of relief finally appeared on his pained face.

"Big pork knuckle! Wang Teng!!"

Lin Che's voice came from his throat. In the end, in order to cover his teleportation away, Da Zhouzi actually used his physical body to resist the powerful divine power of Tathagata Buddha.

"So, this is why the pork knuckle turned out this way. It's all because of me. All because of me!"

He was filled with remorse. If he hadn't taken the initiative to approach Big Elbow and taught him cultivation, would the subsequent events have happened? He thought that by constantly guiding Big Elbow, he could turn Big Elbow into a normal person. But it was precisely because of his appearance that Big Elbow met with misfortune.

"I didn't change the outcome; I became the cause! Cause and effect, cause and effect! Hahaha!"

Lin Che gritted his teeth and stood up with great effort.

He desperately wanted to see Big Pork Knuckle. If nothing had changed, Big Pork Knuckle should just be in a state of mental retardation. But if Big Pork Knuckle hadn't persevered, would he have died more than two thousand years ago?

Will there still be large pork knuckles in this world?

"ah!!"

Lin Che suddenly closed his eyes, and a piercing pain began to surge in them again. The terrifying divine power of the Demon King's curse that had been used against him more than two thousand years ago was still inescapable now that he had returned to the future.

He quickly closed his eyes and skillfully covered them with a black cloth.

"Upright and righteous spirit—"

As soon as Lin Che spoke, the righteous energy of heaven and earth surged forth.

This is the world more than two thousand years later. Now, the world is unified and the people are united. It is a golden age, so the righteous energy in the world is more than ten times stronger than it was more than two thousand years ago.

Under the baptism of several streams of righteous energy, Lin Che's injuries were rapidly healing.

He reached out again and opened the True Spirit Small World, taking a deep breath from it, almost absorbing all the remaining human fortune into his body.

After taking a few more pills, he finally recovered 40% of his true energy, and his injuries were also half healed.

"Big Pork Knuckle, you must live!"

Lin Che then took out the Human Emperor Flag and began teleporting.

Right now, Big Elbow must be at the Great Wall of Fortune. Although it's quite far away, there's a teleportation array so there's no need to worry.

Whoosh whoosh!

After a teleportation, Lin Che finally arrived at the Great Wall of Destiny.

"Hmm? Something's not right. Why are there so many wounded?"

Although Lin Che couldn't see with his eyes, he could see a large number of wounded soldiers within the range of his spiritual sense. Many healers were treating the wounded on the battlefield, and even within the Dao Seeking Academy, wounded soldiers were almost everywhere…

"It must be the Demon Clan invading! Damn it!"

Lin Che immediately began transmitting his voice: "This is Lin Che, I'm back. Gather all the wounded at the nearby stronghold immediately. I'll teleport them to the Dao Seeking Academy! Hurry!!"

"All uninjured martial artists of the Dao Asking Academy, assemble in the square immediately! I'm taking you to treat the wounded. Assemble now!"

As Lin Che's words were spoken, even martial artists thousands of miles away heard them.

Many of the wounded were already being transferred to the Dao Quest Academy, but after hearing Lin Che's words, they became even more excited. Many martial artists even broke down in tears on the spot.

At this critical moment, I heard the voice of my pillar of support and saw the hope of being saved.

"It's Master Lin Che! It's his voice! He's back!" Countless soldiers looked up in surprise and excitement.

"I heard that too! That's wonderful! The Holy Master possesses [Bathed in Divine Grace], everyone is saved! Everyone is saved!"

"Soldiers, listen to my command! Cease pursuing the enemy! Except for the soldiers guarding the teleportation entrance, everyone else, immediately take your wounded and carry them to the nearest stronghold as quickly as possible! Hurry! Pass this order down! Hurry!"

"Hold on! Brother, you must hold on. The Holy Master is back. As long as you have a breath left, you can live. You must hold on! Your mother and sister are waiting for you to come home."

"Give the most severely injured ones the Resurrection Pill first. They must hold on until the Holy Master arrives! Hang in there!"

All the soldiers here had witnessed Lin Che's powerful divine blessing, which was simply a miracle.

After suppressing their emotions for many days, they finally erupted, and a powerful will burst forth from their hearts, allowing them to hold on.

Originally, the spaceships were carrying the wounded back to the Dao Asking Academy for treatment, but upon hearing Lin Che's order, they immediately headed to nearby outposts.

This greatly reduces the transportation pressure.

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