Just as the five immortals were about to set off, the master's voice suddenly rang in their ears.
Furthermore, his usual gentleness has been replaced by a ruthless and cold demeanor, and even his self-reference has changed.
"I wish to go to the Sea of Blood to bury the gods. Those who wish to join me may come."
After saying this, the gentleman's voice softened again: "Thank you for your trouble, Eighth Master."
Master Chang was overjoyed upon hearing this, for he hadn't heard his teacher say such a thing in twenty years!
Excited, Master Chang rose into the air without hesitation, his three pairs of wings spreading out to cover the sky.
"Please wait a moment, sir, I'm coming right now!"
After Master Chang, the Northern Blood Dragon unhesitatingly mounted the golden chariot, with the rest of the Chang brothers following closely behind.
“The gentleman is the banner, and the Chang family is the knife and chopping board. Wherever the banner goes, the knife and chopping board goes.”
"The entire Chang family is willing to fight to the death with you, sir!"
After the Chang family, Gray Sixth Master, Bai Wuwei, Huang Zuo and his wife, as well as Hu Qingshan, the head of the Hu family, followed closely without hesitation, and Mo Huang did the same.
Chang Jie's mother and stepmother originally wanted to follow their teacher to the Blood Sea, but suddenly found that they could not fly.
After a moment's thought, they immediately understood that the master was preventing them from going.
Upon realizing this, Yinglong and Baming'er spoke in unison, "Sir, have mercy..."
The sudden scene stunned Zhao Youliang's gang. Chang Jie looked at the sky and asked in the direction where his father had disappeared.
"Mother, what did the teacher and uncle go to do?"
Yinglong looked solemnly at Chang Jie with a loving expression and said, "Little Jie, you don't know this, but my lifelong ambition is that man can conquer nature."
"To remove the countless gods and Buddhas from people's heads."
"You can understand it as the second war to destroy gods after the 'Severing the Connection Between Heaven and Earth'."
"Sir, take your father and your uncle and the others to fight against all the other gods."
"Furthermore, it's for revenge, to avenge the deep-seated hatred caused by the Western gods of modern times inciting their people to invade China!"
Upon hearing this, the quick-witted Li Mao hurriedly asked, "Senior, is what you're going to do the kind of war of the gods in the West, like Ragnarok?"
Yinglong looked at the sky and nodded deeply: "Not bad."
"However, since the gentleman himself took action, it should be called the 'Tomb of the Gods,' the final resting place of all gods."
"Huh?!" Everyone was shocked upon hearing this, but Chang Jie seemed to have thought of something and asked with tears in his eyes.
"Mother, will I ever be able to see the Master again? My father and uncle... can they defeat so many gods?"
Upon hearing this, Yinglong could no longer hold back the tears welling up in his eyes, letting them stream down his face.
"The Tomb of the Gods... of course, is to bury all the gods, including you, sir."
"So regardless of winning or losing, your husband and your uncle will not be coming back."
“Even if they win, and the master tells them to come back, they won’t.”
"They will stay with the gentleman and guard the tomb forever."
Upon hearing this, Chang Jie immediately burst into tears, and together with Ying Long and Ba Ming'er, they wept bitterly.
On the other side, high in the sky.
Two stunningly beautiful women with exceptional grace appeared together: one of them had nine tails swaying behind her, and she was none other than the master's Daoist partner, Hu Feier.
The other woman, wielding a long sword and looking quite dashing, was Li Yun, the young general's wife.
Upon seeing his wife, the young general immediately ran over to her.
"Oh my god, Yun, what brings you here? Did you miss us?!"
Normally, Li Yun would never give the young general a kind look, but this time was different.
Li Yun simply rolled his eyes at the young general: "If I hadn't come, wouldn't I have never seen you again?"
"Don't worry, I've taken care of the children.
The young general chuckled foolishly, "Oh my god, Yun, you're so kind!"
On the other side, the gentleman and the fairy of the Hu family exchanged a smile.
Sir: "You've arrived?"
Fairy Hu: "Hmm."
The conversation between the two was just like it was back then, just like the final battle on the gentleman's path to growth.
Just then, Master Chang, who had manifested as the Lord of Ten Thousand Snakes, arrived.
The gentleman took a step forward, pulling Fairy Hu to appear on Master Chang's broad back, where they sat on his own skeletal throne.
The moment he sat down, a tattered bronze mask appeared on his face.
The man's voice came from under the mask, sounding hollow and cold.
"Thank you all!"
Upon hearing this, the Northern Blood Dragon and the others bowed and clasped their fists, saying, "We are willing to fight to the death with you, sir!"
As soon as the promise was made, many more powerful beings arrived, including a young girl carrying a large sword that was taller than herself.
A giant toad, a toad that calls itself Toad Third Brother;
A zombie exuding an aura of malevolence.
The most amazing thing is that Song E, who is a golden-armored corpse, actually felt that he was subconsciously dominated by this zombie, and felt that he was half a step behind him.
When the young general saw him, he immediately beamed with joy: "Hahaha, Chao'er's ancestor, you've come too?"
"Oh my god, it's been so many years! We thought you were long dead!"
This zombie is none other than Zhang Shizu, the ancestor of the entire lineage of corpse-driving, and Zhang Chao's ancestor.
Although Zhang Shizu was formidable, he dared not provoke the young general, his nemesis.
Therefore, he ignored what he said and simply bowed before the skeletal throne.
"Sir, Zhang Shizu has come to report for duty."
No sooner had Zhang Shizu finished speaking than another great Confucian scholar appeared, none other than Wang Shushan, the current dean of the Confucian Academy.
Wang Shushan didn't say anything, but simply stood in the crowd with his book in his hands.
He murmured to himself, "Where righteousness lies, I will go, even if it means facing a million men."
......
A moment later, the man and everyone else appeared on a boundless sea of blood, facing a bewildered array of Western deities.
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