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On August 23rd, the 3821st year of the Chinese era, the weather was calm and the location was in the lunar sky.
Three hundred thousand celestial beings gathered in the Immortal Palace, the Futu Immortal Boat flew across the sky, and Master Feixing took the position that should have belonged to Xiao Yuntian in the surprised eyes of everyone. As the first generation of the Immortal Palace, he stood in front of his descendants with a firm gaze.
"Tell all the gods and humans."
"I have witnessed the catastrophe of heaven and earth submerging the nine provinces, and felt the cold of wind and snow for three years after three years. I was abandoned by my parents and cried in the heavy rain, and the heavy and merciless rain still flows on me. I shivered in the cold wind, and the icy snow still lingers in my lungs."
"It was the immortal who saved me that allowed me to stand here right now."
"I don't know when the catastrophe will come, and I don't know if killing people will be effective. Maybe it won't come even if we all die of old age."
"But the war must go on until our last drop of blood is shed. This is not a war for world peace, this is not a war for profit, and this is not a war against people who are not from Asgard."
The sound spread across the starry sky through Taoism and fell into the ears of all celestial beings.
"Children, you must remember that we have no way of knowing whether the prosperity of the Immortal Palace will appear again billions of years later? Will there be another Immortal after the Immortal? We only know that at this moment, we are standing here because of the Immortal's gift."
Master Feixing took a slight breath and swallowed the desolation of the world into his stomach, turning his passionate blood into a roar.
"This is a struggle between the human race and the Way of Heaven, against all the intangibles, and against heaven and earth!"
"We can die here today, but we must not let the rain of that year fall on our descendants, even if the deadline is ten thousand years from now."
It's a wake-up call!
Under the dark starry sky, the aura of 300,000 celestial beings suddenly burst out, like 300,000 suns! Their auras intertwined together, just like countless generations of the human race in the previous life, forging ahead in the catastrophe, and the faith that has been passed down for thousands of years has already penetrated into their souls.
The Fu Tu Immortal Boat, like a giant beast in the starry sky, slowly moved.
The saints and sects outside the domain have already made preparations, and what will greet them are endless formations.
Billions of magical powers appeared simultaneously, like ten thousand suns exploding one after another, and every inch of space was venting violent magic power.
A figure suddenly appeared on the battlefield, staying out of the matter and overlooking the world.
Li Yi looked at them, as if the past was repeating itself, the only difference was that he was no longer bound by the heaven and earth.
I couldn't stop them from doing stupid things back then, so I should make up for it today.
“I am already a perfect person.”
He raised his hand, and a spring breeze seemed to blow through the universe, and all the laws of the universe fell silent wherever it passed.
(End of this chapter)
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