Chapter 1103: Chapter 512: Welco the Awakening of the King, the Qilin of the Holy Land! (3)
Dragon blood sprayed like a waterfall in the world between sea and sky, it was so beautiful.
A faint sound of bells echoed.
The ti had co.
Tianji returned to the inner courtyard, drenched, and without even catching his breath, he saw the dragon falling from the sky, stunned: "So the target has already been eliminated?"
"Tianji!"
The Mu siblings hurried over, holding umbrellas, and shouted: "How is elder brother?"
On their way, they tried to contact their subordinates in various ways, but it was like sinking into the sea, without any response, as if the entire Judgent Court was paralyzed, giving an extrely bad premonition.
As core mbers of the Judgent Court, there should have been so much to say upon eting again.
A mountain-and-sea-like call drowned out their voices.
Brilliant Buddhist light shone on the steep mountain peak, where darkness could find no shelter.
On the rain-soaked mountain path, Old Master Si knelt and shouted: "Long live the King... Long live!"
The Ascenders, ant to belong to the Order World, gathered like a tide on the mountain path, their black robes fluttering in the storm, letting the blood from their wrists flow down, shouting aloud:
"Long live the King... Long live!"
"Long live the King... Long live!"
"Long live the King... Long live!"
Nearly ten thousand people gathered on this storm-tossed mountain, like devout pilgrims. Among them were Demon Hunters from the Judgent Court, Hawks from various branches, professors and students from the Central Spirit Core Institute, and investigators returning from the front lines, all of whom had participated in that revolution.
They shouted aloud,
They knelt piously.
They prostrated nine tis every three steps, bowing deeply!
They are not believers, but... sinners!
History may record the mont that occurred tonight, when nearly ten thousand from the Order World entered the inner courtyard as if possessed, draped in ancient sacrificial robes, cutting their wrists with daggers to offer blood sacrifices to God!
"Long live the King... Long live!"
"Long live the King... Long live!"
"Long live the King... Long live!"
Lightning flashed and thunder roared, illuminating their humble and devout faces, likened to demons.
Faced with the mountain-and-sea-like call, Cheng Youyu was stunned.
He didn’t know what would happen next, but he heard the subtle sound behind him.
Unknowingly, Professor Cheng had also donned an ancient sacrificial robe, looking at him with a gentleness never seen before, his voice deep and calm: "I am the core of this Alchemy Matrix, I need to personally preside over the ritual."
Countless golden array patterns shone beneath the black robe, the elder solemn like an Ancient Egyptian Pharaoh.
"The power of live sacrifice is insufficient. At least one Holy Land Level participant is needed for the ritual."
He smiled faintly: "That person is ."
Cheng Youyu was very anxious, trying to rush forward to confirm sothing, only to be pushed back by an invisible wall of Qi.
"I’m sorry, that you were born into such a family. As the Family Head, I have never fulfilled my duty to any descendant. You call
grandfather, but I have given you nothing."
Professor Cheng said softly: "I apologize to you."
Cheng Youyu was stunned, an ominous premonition surged in his heart: "Grandfather, what nonsense are you talking about..."
Professor Cheng shook his head, sighed: "For soone like , humanity was lost long ago. Even at this mont, I am still using you. During that revolution, why didn’t I rush to summon you back to the Cheng Family but instead let you follow them recklessly? It was because I hoped you could be the last seed of the Cheng Family left behind."
"No matter how we traitors are dealt with, you could survive."
He paused: "You live, the Cheng Family remains."
Cheng Youyu struggled desperately, but couldn’t break through the invisible wall of Qi.
He could only watch as the elder walked further away.
"Don’t be sad for , for soone like , this is the best ending."
Professor Cheng said softly: "My life has been full of mistakes, my cris are inexhaustible. Loyalty to the King and serving the nation were the most important words for our generation, but I kept none of them. Yet that rciful King ultimately gave
a chance for redemption, to prove myself anew... and my humanity!"
"I am unworthy of facing the young people I’ve hard, not worthy of eting the ancestors of the Cheng Family, nor worthy of facing past leaders of the Order World. At this point, only death can make known my determination."
He pulled out a dagger, cut his wrist, and dragged his weary body up the silent Zen Temple.
In the Buddhist light, the young person’s silhouette flickered as if it might extinguish.
Xia Zhi, sensing sothing, turned around and saw the white-haired old professor walking towards her against the light.
The stooped figure seed to support the heavens and the earth.
Professor Cheng glanced at the girl, as if seeing children like her jumping around in the Zen Temple in the past, his eyes revealed pain and guilt, along with deeply hidden compassion.
His lips moved slightly, whispering a phrase.
Live well.
Roar.
The bell rang out, the Buddhist light illuminating the sky.
"President, I Cheng Zizai... have co to accompany you!"
At this mont, the elder, with a furious countenance like a fierce guardian, grandeur and authority:
"Long live the King... Long live!"
Roar!
In the pouring rain, ten thousand bowed, blood rged into the Buddhist light, evaporating into faint mist.
The steep mountain peak began to tremble, and the believers led by Professor Cheng suddenly turned into kneeling skeletons.
Lightning flashed and illuminated their grim skeletons.
This scene is like an eternal mural, where distant gods stand at the end of the Buddhist light, endless sinners tremble, kneeling in repentance and redemption, weathered by ti into grim white bones.
Whether it was an illusion or not, the silence resonated with the whispers of wandering souls.
"Welco the awakening of our King!"
They praised: "Long live the King... Long live!"
Thus, responding to the sinners’ call, the Ancient King’s eyes opened in the darkness.
Xia Zhi seed to be engulfed by the Buddhist light reaching heaven and earth, the statues in the Zen Temple cracked inch by inch, like bowing to welco the awakening of so existence, even the giant stone tablet in the courtyard collapsed.
The mountain peak teetered, instinctively she wanted to protect the boy behind her.
Unexpectedly, she found Gu Jianlin had already awakened.
"You..."
Xia Zhi looked into His eyes, for a mont, spellbound, shocked and distracted.
"Thank you."
Gu Jianlin said softly: "Don’t you want to know, who exactly am I?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the fierce golden eyes ignited between heaven and earth.
Accompanied by the fire clouds spreading across thousands of miles, as well as the Black Qilin soaring skyward!
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