early morning.
People from all over the city gathered in front of the main square.
People whispered among themselves.
"I witnessed a nuclear attack last night. Fortunately, Ye Tianshen intervened in time to save us."
"I got up to go to the bathroom and happened to see it. Now there are related videos online."
"Ye Tianshen saved everyone again."
The way everyone looked at Ye Feng was full of admiration.
Next, people spontaneously organized to pay tribute to the fallen heroes. Everyone looked solemn and respectful as they offered white flowers to the martyrs.
It symbolizes people's deep sorrow and profound remembrance of the martyrs.
"Mom, look how pretty Dad looks wearing this little white flower! Why does Dad always stand here and not play with me?"
"I want my dad."
"Mommy, I want Daddy..."
The little boy's tender little hands caressed his father, who had been turned into an ice sculpture.
That final glance back became an eternal memory.
The mother turned her head to the side, and the cold wind dried her tears.
"My child, your father will always live in our hearts."
Similar scenes keep playing out.
The entire border town was immersed in a sense of solemnity and tragedy.
With a solemn expression, Ye Feng walked towards the spirit-gathering array in the main square and first bowed deeply.
Then, he extended his divine sense to inquire about the next plans of the heroic souls.
Many heroic souls chose to be reincarnated. They took one last, reluctant look at their loved ones before gradually dissipating, turning into countless tiny, glittering stars.
Relatives waved goodbye with tears in their eyes.
Only a very small number of heroic souls choose to remain within the Spirit Gathering Array to cultivate, hoping to overcome the Heavenly Tribulation in the future, become Yin Gods, and be with their loved ones forever.
Zhang Yuanlei's spirit sat cross-legged inside the spirit-gathering array, gazing at Ye Feng with a smile.
"Ye Feng, thank you."
"The Great Xia Dynasty is proud to have such a young and outstanding talent as you."
"I will stay and cultivate until I overcome the Heavenly Tribulation, become a Yin God, and continue to protect my family and the Great Xia Dynasty."
Scarface, the leader of the Ice Sculpture Warriors, also chose to stay, sending a divine thought to his wife.
"Honey, please take good care of our child."
"Wait for me at home. I must cultivate myself into a Yin God and stay with you forever."
"Remember, let your children join the army when they grow up to defend their country, and don't let them desert on the battlefield."
"Tell him that his father is not a coward!"
"dad!"
The little one stretched out his tender little hand through the spirit-gathering array and pressed it against the rough and powerful hand inside the array.
The woman nodded solemnly, tears welling in her eyes.
Ye Feng formed hand seals and drew profound array patterns in the air, reinforcing the spirit-gathering array and trapping the spiritual energy of the surrounding mountains and rivers.
In an instant, the energy of the mountain's dragon veins surged and roared, with dragons leaping and tigers bounding, displaying a myriad of phenomena, and successively rushed towards the spirit-gathering array.
Auspicious omens descend from the heavens, and golden lotuses spring forth from the earth.
The magic array shone brightly, and abundant spiritual energy soared into the sky, flashing with profound runes.
In this way, the cultivation speed of the heroic souls will be increased several times, achieving twice the result with half the effort, helping them to cultivate into Yin Gods as soon as possible.
This is all Ye Feng can do for the fallen heroes; the rest is up to them.
Before leaving, Ye Feng bowed deeply to all the heroic souls once again.
Ye Feng then released a group of teenagers from his storage space. These were the young geniuses he had rescued from the old temple deep in the mountains of Xiang Kingdom.
Their little faces were dirty, and they looked at Ye Feng timidly, surveying their surroundings.
The evil spells planted on them by the sorcerer have been neutralized by Ye Feng.
These days, I've been staying in the storage space, constantly nourished by spiritual energy, and the hidden injuries in my body have completely healed.
Every child looked incredibly bright and intelligent.
Ye Feng offered them a few words of comfort, then turned to Dongfang Shengdao.
"Dongfang Sheng, these are all young martial arts prodigies of our Great Xia. Go and contact the relevant departments to find their parents as soon as possible."
Dongfang Sheng nodded respectfully, looking at the group of children with a strange light flashing in his eyes.
"Sect Master, the Great Xia government is calling on all regions to set up martial arts academies, which is a good opportunity for our Blood Mist Sect."
“These children are all exceptionally talented, born to learn martial arts. With proper training, they are destined to become masters in their fields.”
That's a good idea.
Dongfang Sheng is indeed very skilled at managing and developing his sect.
Ye Feng nodded in agreement.
"First, we need to find their parents and get their consent."
"Ye Tianshen".
The woman, holding her child's hand, walked over and bowed deeply to Ye Feng. Her face was haggard, and her eyes were red.
She is the wife of Scarface, the leader of the Ice Sculpture Warriors. She is in her thirties, dressed simply and elegantly, and is a kind and honest person.
“I want my child to study martial arts at a martial arts academy; this is his father’s will.”
Please!
The other person's swollen eyes were filled with hope.
"Little one, tell me your name?"
Ye Feng smiled and nodded at her, then patted his little head and asked.
"My name is Hu Yidao."
"..."
"That's a powerful name. Tell your uncle why you want to become a martial artist?"
The little guy clenched his fist, his childish voice surprisingly firm.
"I want to be like my dad, a great hero who can protect my mom and fight off the bad guys."
The woman's eyes reddened even more, and she turned her head to the side, wiping away her tears.
Ye Feng probed the little guy with his divine sense and found that he had a complete spiritual root in his body, and was indeed a good seedling for cultivation.
Even among this group of gifted children, he can be considered one of the best.
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