Chapter 969 We are late after all
But in the blink of an eye, the land that was filled with countless people just now was empty.
After the flames were extinguished, everything returned to normal.
Cracked land, hot wind, lifeless forbidden land.
There was not a single person.
Not even ashes.
It was as if those densely packed people had never existed.
Gouzi, who was standing above, had already hidden behind Lu Benwei.
If he could, he wanted to get into the boss's black robe...
Ling Wang and Ye Feng hid behind Gouzi, and Nai Gai shrank his body and did not move, his teeth trembling.
It was terrible...
This fire was so damn terrible...
Gouzi and the others were still immersed in the fear of being dominated by the hellfire, and Lu Benwei waved his hand, and the scene in front of them had already flashed by quickly.
The raging fire in the Double Forbidden Universe and the blood in the Ice Universe quickly disappeared.
Everything was retreating.
After a while, the scene around them changed and they returned to the cemetery.
In front of them, there was still the same tombstone.
Next to the tombstone, there was still the same iron-stained sword.
At this moment, Gouzi and the others looked at the tombstone again, without any contempt.
However... Gouzi glanced at the words on the tombstone - Piao Yunchu, the ancestor of the Piao family.
"Boss, how did Piao Yunchu come here?" Gouzi asked his doubts.
Isn't he the person in that space?
Lu Benwei raised his hand, brushed off a speck of dust on the tombstone, and replied, "After the two forbidden universes were torn apart, he fell into the chaos of space, and by some strange coincidence, he came here." "After
100,000 years, he still couldn't go home!"
"Then... what about those remaining souls?" Gouzi asked curiously.
There is not even a tombstone here. Didn't he remember that many remaining souls flew into Piao Yunchu's body just now?
Lu Benwei turned around and looked at the sword tomb.
All he saw were densely packed swords, countless in number.
"There." Lu Benwei raised his chin towards the sword tomb, "Each sword is the home of a residual soul."
After Piao Yunchu arrived here, he was unable to bear the tens of thousands of residual souls because of his insufficient cultivation, but he could not abandon these comrades.
So he took the family bloodline as inheritance and the sword as cultivation. When each direct descendant of the family was born, there would be a sword sacrifice ceremony.
And this sword sacrifice ceremony is to use the body as a cauldron and the sword as a host, and immerse the residual soul of a comrade in the sword.
Use the cauldron to nourish the soul in the sword, ensuring that the residual soul in the sword has no energy to dissipate.
Those direct descendants of Piao Yunchu, however, could not live long because they could not bear the bloodthirsty ancient military souls.
This sword sacrifice ceremony is a supreme honor for the Piao family, but they don't know that it is the dead end left by their most respected ancestor.
Piao Yunchu's obsession left the residual souls in the double forbidden universe, but at the cost of his own descendants.
Thinking of this, Lu Benwei sighed.
"After all, we are too late."
"Now, take you home." Lu Benwei said, his hand pointing at the sword.
In an instant, the sword body made a mournful sound.
A residual soul flew out of the sword body and surrounded Lu Benwei.
The next moment, a sword behind him also made a mournful sound, and a residual soul also flew out.
Then, the mournful cries of thousands of swords behind him rose and fell one after another, and the sound continued to reach his ears.
One by one, the residual souls flew out, all heading towards Lu Benwei.
Soon, the whole sword tomb was filled with mournful cries.
But in a flash, Lu Benwei was surrounded by countless residual souls, forming a huge vortex.
Lu Benwei raised his hand, and in the center of the vortex, a beam of white light rushed straight into the sky. The sky was torn apart.
"Go home." He whispered.
Those residual souls sank into the white light, and followed the white light into the torn sky in an instant.
...
At the same time, Piaomiaohong, who was also in the sword tomb.
Originally sitting here was waiting to die.
Close your eyes and meditate.
Suddenly, she heard the swords around her begin to wail, and she opened her eyes suddenly.
What caught her eyes was that the countless swords stuck in the ground began to tremble. The wail became louder and louder, making her eyes widen.
What's going on?
Piaomiaohong was confused.
The next moment, she saw something like a breath coming out of each sword, going somewhere.
One after another, they surged towards the direction of the ancestor's sword tomb.
Soon, the breath in the air gathered into a magnificent river, and she was stunned.
So she stood up and looked towards the ancestor's sword tomb.
But she saw that the breath gathered into a vortex, spinning rapidly around one place.
Piaomiaohong couldn't see what was in the vortex.
She wanted to go forward to see what was going on.
But the next moment, a piercing white light broke through the sky and directly... tore a hole in the sky!!!
Piaomiaohong's eyes widened in shock.
She watched those auras rush into the torn hole.
"Tsk!" Piaomiaohong took a breath of cold air in shock.
Her mind went blank for a moment.
But before she could react, those auras had disappeared.
And the entire sword tomb returned to peace.
Even the ancestor's tomb was as peaceful as usual.
All the changes happened in an instant.
So fast that Piaomiaohong thought she was hallucinating.
Piaomiaohong looked around, and everything was exactly the same as before.
That's right.
How could the sky be torn open?
Piaomiaohong patted her face, "Wake up, wake up!"
"I must be hallucinating because I am about to die."
She exhaled and sat back down.
"I'd better wait for death." She thought to herself, and then closed her eyes quietly.
. You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000, and the highest level outside is 30.