Lin Qiye opened his mouth and was about to say something when Jade Ding Zhenren turned into a stream of light and rushed rapidly towards the Tongtian Divine Monument.

"The Great Xia Golden Immortal Jade Cauldron, in response to the decree of the Heavenly Lord, is willing to destroy its own cultivation to protect the people of Great Xia and bring eternal peace!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jade Ding Zhenren's figure crashed into the stele. Countless divine powers surged and swept over, and he disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, the towering stone tablet has already towered into the sky, and vaguely, the outline of the top of the tablet can be seen.

With just a little bit of divine power, this towering stone tablet will be perfect.

Lin Qiye's lips slightly opened as he stared at the scene in a daze, unable to utter a word.

At this moment, he keenly felt that a pair of eyes were falling on him.

Lin Qiye turned his head and looked.

Yang Jian stood behind the Dharma image, his silver robe fluttering in the wind. He stared at Lin Qiye for a long time, then slowly turned his head and looked at the black stone tablet phantom.

A faint smile appeared on his icy face.

"So, this is the truth behind my reincarnation..." There was no regret in his eyes, but instead a gleam of relief. He muttered to himself, "It's a good ending."

"Ah Jin... Yang Jian!"

Lin Qiye looked at the familiar face and his heart tightened. He flashed to Yang Jian's side and subconsciously reached out to grab Yang Jian's wrist.

His palm passed through as if it was nothing, and he only grasped a piece of nothingness.

Lin Qiye's body shook.

The whistling sound of the wind passed by his ears. Yang Jian, wearing a silver robe, stood in front of him, quietly looking at the struggle in his eyes and smiled gently:

“It seems that you really care about your brother. It will be a blessing to have a brother like you in the next life.

In this case, even if I were to enter the samsara again...what would I be afraid of?"

He turned around and stared at the national monument that was missing only a corner. He held a three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand. His majestic back seemed to support the entire dark sky:

"Brother, you and I...will see each other in the next life."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling silver light burst out from his body, and his entire body turned into a stream of light, rushing rapidly towards the towering divine monument.

"Yang Jian, the Second Lord of Great Xia, responds to the decree of the Heavenly Lord and is willing to sacrifice his own cultivation to protect the people of Great Xia and bring them eternal peace!"

Yang Jian's voice was like rolling thunder, roaring in the sky. As his figure filled in the divine monument, the last missing corner was completely filled.

boom--!!

There was only a muffled sound, and a terrifying column of divine power surged into the sky from the divine monument.

Lin Qiye stretched out his hand, which was hovering in the air. He stared blankly at the pillar of divine power rising into the sky, like a sculpture, motionless.

His heart seemed to be missing something, and suddenly became empty... Pain and struggle appeared in his confused eyes.

“Damn it…”

His hands dropped tremblingly, and he whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

Boom boom——!

Six pillars of divine light shot up into the sky from the borders of Daxia in various directions. An invisible wall of miracles connected the many divine monuments, gradually covering the borders of Daxia and blocking the advance of the fog.

Only in the southeast and southwest directions, there are two pillars of divine light that have not yet appeared.

The missing divine light column on the southwest side caused a gap hundreds of miles long to appear in the miraculous wall of this national monument on the Pamir Plateau. Endless fog was still rolling in from the gap, and was about to completely invade the border of Daxia.

"The power of those two divine tablets is not enough, we must go and provide support immediately!"

Upon seeing this, the faces of the few remaining Great Xia gods present suddenly changed, and without saying a word, they turned into streams of light and rushed towards the nearest southwest direction.

"Lao Sha, Brother Monkey, let's go over too!" Upon seeing this, the altar cleaner spoke anxiously.

The golden-bodied Arhat Sha Wujing hummed and was about to fly away on a cloud, but he saw the Fighting Buddha beside him still standing in front of the fog. His pair of bright golden eyes were staring at the rolling black fog, and his hair was standing upside down.

"Brother Monkey? What's wrong?"

"No." Fighting Buddha stretched out his hand to hold the golden hoop, his expression extremely solemn, "In this fog...something is about to rush out."

As soon as the words fell, the two men were shocked at the same time and turned their heads abruptly to look at the fog.

Faintly, a low roar of a giant beast could be heard from the fog. The sound became clearer and clearer, and it was getting closer and closer to the border of Daxia. Just when it was about to pass through the fog and step into Daxia, it suddenly became quiet.

The air fell into dead silence.

The altar cleaner swallowed his saliva and was about to say something, when the next moment five extremely huge "mysterious" figures roared out from the fog!

They all exude the terrifying fluctuations of the peak of the "Klein" realm!

Is there really life in the fog?

This thought suddenly flashed through the mind of the golden-bodied Arhat Sha Wujing. Before he could make a move to fight, an extremely thick golden hoop had already hit those "mysterious" creatures, and brilliant golden Buddha light instantly shone in the sky.

Painful roars came from the endless golden light, and their figures quickly disappeared in the Buddha's light. By the time the Fighting Buddha withdrew, their figures had disappeared.

This stick directly knocked the five "mysterious" creatures into ashes!

The golden cudgel returned to its original size in the palm of Fighting Buddha. After destroying these "mysteries" with one stick, his expression remained tense as he continued to stare at the surrounding fog.

He could sense that there were more "mysteries" lurking in the fog outside the border, ready to seize the opportunity to break into Daxia territory at any time.

"It seems that there are also many evil spirits that have broken in from the southwest."

The eyes of the altar purifier were stained with Buddha's light. He stared into the distance with his brows tightly furrowed. "Brother Monkey, I leave this place to you. Lao Sha, let's go over there and rescue them!"

"Okay." Fighting Buddha narrowed his eyes and looked at the fog in front of him, "Be careful."

The altar cleaner and the golden arhat transformed into two streams of light, rising into the sky, and heading towards the southwest along the rolling western fog border.

They were getting closer and closer to the gap in the Wall of Miracles. A large amount of fog surged out like a tide, completely breaking through the border of Daxia and rolling into the hinterland.

But since the fog was partially blocked by the Wall of Miracles, the speed at which the fog poured into Daxia increased several times, like a river breaking through a broken dam.

“Second Brother! The fog over there is almost spreading to the inhabited areas!” Sha Wujing, the golden-bodied Arhat, saw it in the distance out of the corner of his eye and shouted immediately.