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“Diwuhen Senior ..”
When Diwuhen volunteered, many of those on the side of the main god race could not bear to lose him.
Diwuhen was their Patriarch. 20,000 years ago, the primal god race had been attacked by the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign and the old Patriarch had died in battle. Afterwards, Diwuhen was assigned to manage all matters relating to the main god race, becoming the new Patriarch.
He secretly held this position for 20,000 years. In the face of the extinction of his race, as they stood on the winds and raging waves, there was no joy and beauty in the position of the Patriarch. Rather, to carry this title means heavy responsibility and great pressure.
Ink and Clear looked at Diwuhen and sighed inside. The Asura Road Master had been a primal god race in the past, yet that extremely powerful primal god race had fallen to such a level.
“Good... In that case, we still need one more person..”.
As Clear swept his gaze over to the other True Immortals, a white-clothed youth quietly stood up. “Then I should.”
This calm and indifferent voice caused everyone's hearts to tremble!
“Jun Bluemoon!?”
Everyone is surprised. If one stood out to volunteer with Ink and Clear, then death was certain. Those who choose to advance are mostly from the older generation. The younger generation still has good times waiting for them. For example, if Jun Bluemoon walked further, he could become a middle True God; even the top True Divinity was in the realm of possibility.
To die like that is unfortunate.
“Nak, don't be too impulsive ..” Ink isn't cruel enough to sacrifice Jun Bluemoon here. He had many higher achievements that he could accomplish.
Jun Bluemoon smiled faintly. “My injuries are heavy and I don't have much combat power left. I won't be able to play many roles in the upcoming fight.”.
In the previous battle, Jun Bluemoon had been injured twice and his injuries were heavy.
Even though he was severely injured, his source of life remained unharmed. Like that, it would not be difficult for him to join Ink and Clear to activate a great array.
Clear and Ink were silent. They could stop Jun Bluemoon, but who would sacrifice themselves to take his place?
It would be a pity if Jun Bluemoon died here, but to others, all they had was their lives. If they die, they have nothing. They had no right to force anyone to do anything, so the two of them did not try to discourage Jun Bluemoon anymore.
“You... ah..”.
Clearly shaking his head. “Because this is a decision you have made, I will not say anything more. The people needed have been gathered. Everyone can have two hours to meditate as well as say goodbye.”.
Ink and Clear sighed as they spoke.
The Empyreans and True Immortals of the 33 Heavens had been cultivating for 10,000 years together. In addition to the charm of time, they get to know each other longer. It is inevitable that people will make friendships, and if anyone dies then there will definitely be problems that must be resolved first.
Diwuhen summoned the people of the primal god race to his side and started stating what should happen after his death as well as including who would be the next candidate for the position of Patriarch. His tone was gentle, as if he was just saying goodbye before leaving for a long trip. Many primal god race martial artists sat in deep adoration and adoration, and some martial artists secretly shed tears.
The Great Universe silently accompanied the Heavenly Dream. The two of them fell silent as they passed the last two hours before they would never meet again together.
Vast Universe looked at the silhouette of Divine Dream, looking at the black hair hanging on her forehead. This would be the last time he saw the heavenly Dream …
From the spiritas, a top Empyrean gave a jade slip containing the entire period of his studies to his friend. He asks his friend to stay alive and look for offspring for him who can continue his legacy.
From the saints, a tall and handsome Empyrean said goodbye to his wife. His wife was only at the boundary of a World King and had absolutely no qualifications to participate in battles. She could only drown herself in her husband's chest and sobbing.
From the human race, an Empyrean took out a child still wrapped in cloth from his spatial ring. Then, she carefully handed this baby over to her friend who had grown up with her since childhood and asked her to take good care of her child.
Despite having bequeathed his son to his friend, this Empyrean still seemed reluctant to let go of the sleeping baby's hand. When she sees a sleeping baby, her eyes are filled with love and attachment …
In various regions, similar scenes were happening everywhere.
As for Jun Bluemoon, he quietly stood in a corner alone, enduring loneliness and solitude …
In his hand, there was a cute and white little rabbit. Jun Bluemoon stroked the soft and fat rabbit repeatedly. The little rabbit enjoyed this, but seemed to understand something and then looked at Jun Bluemoon sadly …
Xiao Moxian silently looked at Jun Bluemoon. He thought that he was a very strange character.
Over 20,000 years ago at the First Martial Meeting of the heavenly Realm, it was the first time Xiao Moxian had met Jun Bluemoon and also the first time she had met Lin Ming.
However, in the First Martial Meeting with countless peerless masters and rival geniuses, the, there were actually two martial artists from the commoners who were able to advance to the finals and enter the top 10!
One was Lin Ming and the other was Jun Bluemoon.
Like Lin Ming, Jun Bluemoon had ascended from the lower realms. On the side of the First Martial Meeting, he always held a furry white rabbit and gently caressed it, completely unconcerned with his surroundings.
This little rabbit had left a deep impression on Xiao Moxian.
Jun Bluemoon was dressed in white, completely looking like a learned youth who was daydreaming. If this was the mortal world, then there would be no one who would think he was a martial artist from first glance, but instead would think he was a weak and fragile scholar who was preparing to study in the imperial examination.
He was always silent and calm, and if someone described him, it was a – jade-like man.
Afterwards, Jun Bluemoon became a World King, Empyrean, and then stepped into the True Divinity, becoming one of the supreme rulers of mankind. Even so, his disposition remained the same as before, without the slightest hint of arrogance around him.
He joined Mount Potala, becoming a lay disciple. He stood indifferent to worldly sin, approaching the buddha wholeheartedly.
Many of those in the younger generation have a wide social circle. Even Dragon Fang had friends of his own and had even accepted disciples and married his wife.
But Jun Bluemoon has remained a bachelor all his life, and he remains untouched by an affinity for the feminine.
Like this, he lives alone. He seemed to be used to enduring this loneliness, like a sword sealed within a box. The feeling he gave off was always simple, it was truly earthy.
For an entire hour, Jun Bluemoon continued to caress the little rabbit on his chest, not speaking a word.
As the final moments approached, he stood up and looked towards Xiao Moxian.
“Give Ji, please help me take care of it ..”
Jun Bluemoon handed the little rabbit to Xiao Moxian. Then, he took out his sword from his spatial ring and gave it to Xiao Moxian.
“This rabbit ..” When Xiao Moxian received the little white rabbit, she held it near her chest, confused. In fact, he was always confused; why would Jun Bluemoon take this little white rabbit everywhere with him?
He subconsciously stroked the little white rabbit. As he did so, his energy came into contact with the little white rabbit and then his heart trembled.
this bunny…
He could faintly sense that the one sealed within this rabbit was an extremely weak wisp of soul remains.
If he carefully investigated, he could sense that this was the remnant of a woman's soul!
In other words, what was he hugging on his chest was not a little rabbit, but the incarnation of a woman?
Realizing this incredible thing, Xiao Moxian looked at Jun Bluemoon, unable to find any words to say.
“He is yours..”.
As Xiao Moxian looked at Jun Bluemoon, she seemed to suddenly understand many things.
Jun Bluemoon gently traced the little bunny's head and softly said, “Peri Ji .. if there is a day when Sir Lin can use the Heavenly Dao and even reverse the life and death cycle, then, then I ask you to ask Sir Lin to give him a good life…
“This is my last wish. With me alone, I will forever not be able to revive her. But if it is Sir Lin, there may be thin hope .. “
“Who is he ..” Xiao Moxian took a deep breath. ‘Dia’ that Jun Bluemoon meant was naturally a very weak remnant soul clot that was sealed inside the rabbit. Xiao Moxian did not know exactly what Jun Bluemoon's story was.
But without a doubt, Jun Bluemoon's unwavering certainty in stepping forward was likely related to this mysterious female incarnation. Since he felt that he could not save this mysterious woman, then he hoped that once Lin Ming stepped Beyond Divinity he would be able to reverse life and death and revive her.
Xiao Moxian was shocked by all these realizations.
Jun Bluemoon smiled faintly. Without much more, he simply said, “If that is not possible, then please bury him and me together ..”
Then, Jun Bluemoon turned around and walked towards Clear and Ink.
“Wait ... wait a minute!”
Xiao Moxian stepped forward and grabbed Jun Bluemoon as well as Clear and Ink. “Senior, is there really no other way? Will those who join you really die? If I also help, if more people help, can we share the burden and preserve their lives? Even just a little, even a little bit is good! ”
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