Every time a streak of light appears in the sky, a shadow appears.
But within a few breaths, the dense figures in the sky almost overturned the imperial power.
Hearing those strange yet familiar names, Li Chonglou, who had never kneeled even if his menstrual blood was burning, fell to his knees with a thud.
Looking at the figures flying in the sky, he was already in tears.
"Li Chonglou, the eightieth generation patriarch of the Li family, respectfully welcomes all the elders... home!"
Even though they had never met, these names were already deeply engraved in his memory.
These are the ancestors who once followed the ancestor to resist the demons and guard the Imperial Pass. Each of their names is written in the Li family tree.
One hundred thousand heroic spirits challenge the emperor's decree!
Li Pingan, whose mental strength was almost exhausted, suddenly felt the pressure on his head relieved.
He looked around and saw many unfamiliar figures.
But for some reason, he always felt a sense of familiarity when he saw them.
At this moment, he seemed to have understood something.
Once upon a time, one hundred thousand ancestors protected the human race, and now they are protecting their own families.
Li Nian turned to look at Li Ping'an and spoke with relief.
"Boy, with us old guys here, there's no need for a junior like you to step forward."
Li Fengxian's eyes widened and he was filled with rage.
"I've killed hundreds of thousands of demons outside the domain, but my juniors are being bullied by these bastards!"
Li Zhongyi, holding up the sky with one arm, turned his head slightly to glance at Li Pingan.
"The Li family has a successor..."
Guardian Lin looked at the figures and staggered back a step.
The playfulness on his face had long since disappeared, and his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
The lowest level of cultivation among the 100,000 residual souls in front of him is the Heavenly Venerate Realm, and there are even dozens of Quasi-Emperors among them.
One hundred thousand Heavenly Lords and dozens of Quasi-Emperors, what does this mean?
Even the current Lin family does not have so many top combat forces.
At this moment, an incredible idea suddenly popped up in his mind.
"Could it be a hundred thousand years ago..."
Thinking of this, his back couldn't help but tighten.
Could it be that they really communicated with Li Lingge, the greatest emperor from a hundred thousand years ago?
Otherwise, this scene before our eyes cannot be explained at all.
Lin Yao's face turned pale and she spoke in a trembling voice.
"Where do these residual souls come from?"
It’s not her fault. Although there are only residual souls in front of her, a hundred thousand residual souls are too shocking.
People who have not experienced the killing on the battlefield can easily be shocked by the scene before them.
When Guardian Lin noticed that the edicts of the Remnant Soul Emperor were becoming increasingly transparent under the pressure, the horror on his face gradually faded.
"They are just a bunch of wandering ghosts that Li Lingge took to Diguan Pass a hundred thousand years ago!"
At this moment, he felt relaxed.
"Since they have all died in battle, Li Lingge is undoubtedly dead as well."
After all, a quasi-emperor is not a great emperor, so what if there are dozens of quasi-emperors?
What's more, they are all residual souls.
"After all, they were once the first imperial clan, so they must have some background."
Hearing this, Lin Yao's mouth curled up slightly.
"It's a pity that this is all I have."
Under the pressure of the Great Emperor's decree, the remaining soul's power will only be gradually weakened until it dissipates between heaven and earth.
His father casually issued an imperial decree, but these 100,000 remaining souls could no longer appear.
As she spoke, she flipped her palm and a long black banner appeared in her hand.
"This fairy advises you to surrender immediately and come to my Ten Thousand Souls Banner obediently."
Then, her tone suddenly changed and she spoke coldly.
"Otherwise, this fairy will make you watch your people die in your own hands."
…
Emperor's Pass.
On the top of the city wall, Li Lingge gradually tightened his grip on the Xuanyuan Sword.
He stared at the increasingly dense demonic energy in the distance. At this moment, the murderous intent towards the nine imperial clans in his heart had surpassed the murderous intent towards the demon clan.
One hundred thousand tribesmen died in the battle of Diguan, but what they got in return was betrayal.
Li Lingge raised his head slightly and looked at the large banner beside him that was stained with the blood of countless demons.
Scenes from the past flashed through his mind, and he watched with his own eyes as his tribesmen fell beside him one by one.
At that time, he had faith in his heart, and he would never give up even if it meant fighting until the last moment, just to protect the people of the world.
But now his faith has collapsed, and the life and death of humankind has nothing to do with him!
Outside the Imperial Pass.
Pairs of densely packed red dots appeared in the black magic fog, and they moved towards this side at an astonishing speed.
Over time, these red spots gradually became visible.
Tens of thousands of demon troops wearing pitch-black armor and holding sharp swords are coming in full force.
However, when the demon army was still a thousand feet away from the Imperial Pass, it seemed to be blocked by some invisible force and could not move forward at all.
The entire scene suddenly fell into an eerie silence, with only the sound of the wind still howling.
A burly middle-aged man stood in the air, with thick eyebrows and a broad forehead. His three long beards fell to his chest like a waterfall, fluttering gently in the wind.
The visitor was none other than the youngest emperor in the history of the demon clan—Moxutuo!
At this moment, Moshutuo's eyes were fixed on the huge flag flying high in the sky.
The flags fluttered in the wind, but they were stained with scarlet blood.
Without exception, these bloodstains are all the lifeblood of his demon warriors.
When he saw the flag, the anger in Mashutuo's heart was instantly ignited, and he growled in a low voice with gritted teeth.
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