"The half...half saint...has fallen!"
Shen Qingyi clearly saw tears falling from the eyes of a cultivator beside him.
"We... Confucianism... are finished!"
The pen in his hand seemed to become dim the moment the holy light faded.
"Why?!"
“Boom!”
The sky collapsed and the earth broke, and the world fell into chaos.
Shen Qingyi saw with her own eyes the last person fall on the battlefield, and she herself was devoured by those monsters long ago.
Floating around, still on this battlefield.
War, and more war...
It seems endless and makes people numb.
"well!"
A sigh seemed to fall from the void, and Shen Qingyi's lifeless eyes looked up mechanically.
"Perhaps, only the union of the two can lead to the best outcome..."
The world fell into darkness again, and Shen Qingyi's soul floated, as if entering a vast world.
"boom!"
The dark clouds suddenly rushed into the sky, causing Huo Shen's eyebrows to jump as he watched.
The heart-pounding feeling ended when I saw the spiritual light rising into the sky.
Success!
Shen Qingyi succeeded in forming a baby!
The dark clouds dispersed, the spiritual light descended, and colorful auspicious clouds gradually rose above the sky.
The cultivators who were sent outside also felt that the surrounding spiritual energy was converging towards one place.
"Is this a success?"
When a cultivator bravely stepped forward, he finally discovered the huge funnel-like vortex of spiritual power.
“Crash!”
Spiritual rain falls.
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