"I've said it before, there are many things that you can't imagine, but that doesn't necessarily mean she can't do it." Wei Xiaotian said with emotion.
Looking at the condition of Yue Fanchen and others, it would probably take a long time for them to wake up. Mu Hanyan had nothing to do, so she carefully looked around.
There is no need to say much about the Beiyuan Wuyuan behind him. In front of him is the forest of steles. Only gender and name are engraved on the steles, nothing else. It is as simple as it can be, but precisely for this reason, it appears more solemn and dignified.
Perhaps in the eyes of the surviving cultivators on the Holy Court Continent, no words are enough to describe the contribution made by the Divine Guardian to protecting the Holy Court Continent, but rather a blasphemy to them, so they only engraved their names.
His eyes swept across the tombstones, and unfamiliar names appeared before him. For the vast majority of people in the Holy Court Continent, they had never even heard of the Guardians of God, so how could they know their names? Mu Hanyan actually knew more about the Guardians of God than anyone else in the Holy Continent, but he still knew nothing about their names.
Although she had never heard of these names and didn't know their past lives, Mu Hanyan still felt a sense of desolation when she glanced at the tombstones.
Xing Huan Qianji! Mu Hanyan actually saw Xing Huan Qianji's tombstone. This was not surprising. He only relied on the Destiny Star Plate to preserve his soul. In the eyes of outsiders, he still died like the other guardian gods. Naturally, he also had a share when the tombstone was erected.
It’s a pity that he fell asleep again... Oh no, he was in seclusion, otherwise I wonder how he would feel if he saw his own tombstone with his own eyes?
Soon, Mu Hanyan's gaze swept across all the tombstones, and the name of each of the divine guardians was firmly memorized in her heart. Although it was meaningless to write down their names, they were all her former guardians who sacrificed their lives for her and re-entered the reincarnation to come to the Holy Continent, and gave their lives to protect her.
Remembering their names is the minimum respect and honor Mu Hanyan gives them.
Beyond the stele forest, another curtain of light stretched between heaven and earth. Unlike the white curtain of light on the Holy Court Continent, which stretched like a river in the sky, this curtain was completely pitch black, like the opposition of day and darkness. Without a doubt, it was the final barrier of the Divine Continent.
It was thanks to the protection of these two sky curtains that the two separated continents enjoyed peace for millions of years.
Between the two sky curtains is a void. It seems that the two sky curtains are extremely far apart, but the void gives people a feeling of being boundless, or in other words, it is like a huge black hole that can swallow everything in the world.
Mu Hanyan knew that was the most dangerous place between the edges of the two continents. Even for the top masters of the Holy See and the Temple, it was a deathly hell. They could only reach the other continent with the help of the treasures of the Holy See and the Temple, and they might even be seriously injured.
Mu Hanyan stared at the void for a long time, not knowing whether Fen Qianji could escape safely. If she couldn't get a definite answer, she would never be at peace for the rest of her life. In other words, one day, she would have to pass through here and go to another completely different continent.
"Yu Ru..." Mu Hanyan was daydreaming when she heard Yue Fanchen's heart-wrenching cry again.
Could it be that even the Concentration Seal couldn't keep him safe? Mu Hanyan was startled and turned around, only to see Yue Fanchen suddenly open his eyes.
Although there was still some confusion and some broken sadness in his eyes, he had regained his clarity and was obviously fine.
The others also gradually woke up. At the beginning, everyone was confused and could not completely get rid of the previous scenes in their minds. However, relying on their firm will, they quickly adjusted their mood.
Recalling the scene in their minds just now, they were all frightened. The scene was too real, and they could relate to everything. They also knew that they had actually been to the gates of hell before.
"Young Master Mu, thank you so much. If it weren't for your help this time, we would never wake up again. No, we would have died in that illusion a long time ago." Zhuang Ping'an stepped forward and said to Mu Hanyan.
The others followed suit and came forward to express their gratitude. Although they still didn't quite understand what was going on, just by looking at the slowly disappearing handprint above their heads, they knew that they were able to escape from the illusion and save their lives thanks to this handprint, and it was obviously impossible for anyone other than Mu Hanyan to have taken action.
"Young Master Mu, thank you very much." What Mu Hanyan never expected was that even the dozen or so masters of the Holy Court came forward to express their gratitude. Although their strength was much higher than Zhuang Ping'an and others, when it came to spiritual power, they were not necessarily much stronger than them. If it were not for Mu Hanyan's seal of concentration, their fate would be uncertain.
"No need to be so polite. I'm just helping you stabilize your mind. It's up to you to regain your composure in the end." Mu Hanyan said politely.
Although these people had some of the arrogance of the Holy Court disciples who kept strangers away, they did not show any rejection of them, so there was no need for her to keep them at a distance.
Seeing that all the descendants of the gods' guardians were safe and sound, Shao Chengxiong was full of emotion, but he was too embarrassed to say anything more.
Mu Hanyan's unexpected performance time and time again can even be described as a miracle, and such a miracle is like a loud slap in the face to him, so hard that he has no nerve to say anything more.
"Senior Brother Shao, don't you want to say something more?" Wei Xiaotian said to Shao Chengxiong in a teasing tone, but he was talking about something else.
Shao Chengxiong's old face turned red with shame. He glared at him fiercely and walked quickly towards the tombstones.
"Let's go too. After we get through these two difficulties, there will be no danger later. As long as the barrier of this cemetery is opened, everyone will have the opportunity to obtain the inheritance left by the ancient strong men. Even if we can't get it, it won't be a big loss." Ye Lanxuan held Mu Hanyan's hand with a look of relief on his face. He spoke after a while.
Hearing that there was no more danger behind, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and followed him closely.
When they were still more than ten steps away from the cemetery, Ye Lanxuan and others stopped.
"This cemetery is protected by a barrier, which is also part of the inheritance left by the twelve powerful men. If the barrier cannot be opened according to the hand gestures they left behind, no one can enter it." Ye Lanxuan explained.
As he spoke, Ye Lanxuan's expression became unusually serious.
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