Volume 2, Chapter 408 Return to Broken Sword Mountain.

Ye Tingmu was in the air outside the twenty-first heaven, with his eyes lowered, looking back at the heaven. A group of emperors were also looking at him in the sky. He did not speak, nor did he stop.

He sank back into the Kunlun coffin and headed towards Broken Sword Mountain.

The gate of heaven he passed along the way was in ruins. He finally walked out of the heaven and left the entrance.

The battle ended here.

The immortal emperors in the heaven looked at the devastated heaven. The former prosperity was gone, and the twenty-one worlds became ruins, stained with blood.

After the first battle, six of the 40 emperors died and more than half were seriously injured. Of the eight camps, two were removed and only six remained.

Among the millions of heavenly soldiers and generals, countless were affected and died.

The three spiritual veins were cut off.

In this battle, the Heavenly Palace was severely damaged, and the ancestors of the ten great immortal sects left one after another. The Demon Lord also left unwillingly with his ten demon kings.

After a night of killing, everyone felt heavy-hearted. That night they witnessed the horror of the burial a thousand years later.

Although he is not the Immortal Emperor, he is more powerful than him. If he did not have the trump card of the Divine General Monument, I am afraid that today, it would not only be the twenty heavens that would be destroyed.

They realized how powerful Zang was and how terrifying this rising star was.

Perhaps it won't be long before General Zang will no longer be confined to Broken Sword Mountain, and they will be the first to bear the brunt and may very well become the first stepping stone for General Zang to unify the Three Heavens.

As for the future, the road ahead is uncertain, and how to deal with it is the biggest headache for them at this moment.

They knew clearly that at dusk tonight, the Book of the World would fall and Zang's name would hang in the sky for everyone to know within the three days.

The entire situation will change from now on.

The gathering of Demon Lord, Dao Ancestor and Zang also means that the Demon Realm and the Human Realm will usher in a bloody upheaval in the near future, just like the Demon Realm.

For the Heavenly Court, there is no room for maneuver. After today's battle, Zang will never let the Heavenly Court go, ever.

There are only two paths waiting for them: reshape the spiritual veins and rely on the trump card of the Divine General Monument; just like Broken Sword Mountain, never leave the mountain, live in peace in a corner, and wait for the next reincarnation and the next existence that can defeat Zang.

Second, pray that Immortal Lord Ling Wanxiang will return from the Boundary Sea and bring assistance from the Sky Palace.

However, they did not hold much hope for either of them. The former was too risky. Even Zang Ru, who was now at the Immortal King level, could not kill him. If he became an Immortal Emperor, whether the gods would be able to do anything to him was still unknown.

As for the latter, it has been a full thousand years, who knows whether the Immortal Lord is still alive? You know, the place he went to is the Sea of Boundary after all.

As for the ten major immortal sects, their ancestors are already looking for a way out for themselves at this moment in order to deal with the waves that are about to arise.

Mojietian also lost his choice.

History will eventually repeat itself, but this time we don’t know if the ending and fate will be the same as before.

Under the green fields and vast sky, Ye Tingmu lay in the coffin and fell asleep.

He was really too tired. The intense battle lasted all night. He fought all night and finally launched nearly 30 Sun Steps in a row.

The spiritual energy in the body has been almost drained, and the blood has also been drained. Even if he takes the super-energy-replenishing pill, it is of no use, and the restored spiritual energy is just a drop in the bucket.

The coffin continued to float forward.

In the small world of the Qiankun bag, Qingfeng and a few others sat together, while the people from the Sha Camp surrounded Luosha.

Of the full strength of 1,000 soldiers in the Killing Camp, only seven were left, and now there are less than 300 left.

And Luosha's life was hanging by a thread. If it weren't for Ye Tingmu's magical power, he would have been dead.

They prayed in their hearts, in their minds.

"Brother, please don't die."

"Commander, hold on."

However, the Rakshasa had already fainted by then, and no matter how they shouted, there was no response at all.

Feng He was in a heavy mood. After entering the Qiankun bag, he knew that Ye Tingmu was his elder brother.

But at this moment, the eldest brother never responded to him. He knew that he had fallen asleep and must be exhausted.

The three of them sat opposite each other, with Dahei lying on the side. After calming down, they began to recall the first time their eldest brother appeared in the Book of Changes.

It has been a thousand years if you count carefully. They don’t know how the eldest brother went to heaven, but they know in their hearts that the eldest brother must have experienced a lot in this thousand years.

His stories are fascinating, varied and famous all over the world.

But what they are thinking about now is not these, but what the eldest brother has experienced hidden behind these legends.

He was the enemy of the whole world, and within three years of coming to heaven he became the emperor. Then he entered Broken Sword Mountain and started his journey to the immortal mountain.

Scenes emerged in their minds, and they tried hard to recall the number of times and days when their eldest brother had gone to the world book.

Qing Feng said: "I never expected that big brother would be so fierce. I was careless."

Feng He said, "Brother must have suffered a lot, that's why he is so powerful."

Qingfeng shrugged and replied without thinking.

"Maybe Big Brother was always very powerful, but since we're gone, there's no one to drag him down."

Feng He lowered his head, and Dongfang Qingzhu also lowered his head.

They did not deny what Qingfeng said. Whether it was Feng He or Dongfang Qingzhu, they had both caused great trouble to Ye Tingmu.

Dongfang Qingzhu was taken advantage of by her uncle and kidnapped because of her love of play, and Ye Tingmu almost died in Yecheng He and Shangyun because of him.

As for Feng He, because of his life experience, he always put his elder brother in desperate situations and almost became the enemy of the entire East China Sea.

Thinking back to that time, Feng He felt even more bitter. He was a complete fool at that time, doing things without thinking, and caused countless troubles to his elder brother.

Now that all my memories have been restored, I understand why I was so stupid back then.

Now that the brothers have met again, the three people who originally thought they could stand in front of the eldest brother just found out that the eldest brother is still the same eldest brother, he is still standing in the front, and they are still holding him back.

The only difference is that they have changed from being completely useless waste to being a more serious burden.

It was unknown how long it had been, but Ye Tingmu still hadn't woken up. The Kunlun coffin, having lost his control, flew very slowly.

At noon, a green coffin finally appeared at the end of the horizon.

The disciples of Broken Sword Mountain waited all night, and when they saw the coffin at this moment, they knew that the Sword Master always kept his coffin with him, and the return of the coffin meant the return of the Sword Master.

Du Tian looked excited, and said to the bell ringer beside him: "Quick, the sword master is back, ring the bell quickly.

“Boom!” “Boom!”

"It's the Sword Master, the Sword Master is back."

"Two rings are a wedding bell, it must be the Sword Master."

The people of Broken Sword Mountain came to the outside of the mountain gate, to the land of Changkong, to welcome their sword master.

They lined up in several columns and shouted in unison.

"Welcome back, Sword Master."

The sound is so clear that heaven and earth can hear it.