Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

In the deep and mysterious underworld territory that has been sealed by the years, the ancient breath seems to be tangible, spreading through this desolate and history-filled space.

Desire is Suffering He stood straight but his face was solemn. His eyes passed through the mist of time and space. He spoke slowly. His deep voice seemed to carry the rise and fall of the entire Hades Clan. "Desire has always been the source of suffering. This is the bitter path that our Hades Clan has engraved in our hearts from generation to generation. Now, if you want to break through the shackles of the difficulties in front of you, you must get the recognition and blessing of the ancestor. According to this girl, in the past, the ancestor helped you to repel the fierce red dragon. So, now we firmly believe that you can awaken the ancestor again and lead the Hades Clan to a new future."

The king's soul is like a pine tree, tall and resolute, standing quietly in the same place, as if it has merged into one with the land.

After hearing these words full of hope and trust, a firm light like a bright star flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then his expression became stern, and he said in a deep voice: "Well, since everyone is looking forward to it, I will give it a try."

After he finished speaking, the dark blue soul power gushed out from his body. That power was like a mysterious, leaping flame, flashing a heart-pounding light. With the determination and belief of a king's soul, he tried to establish a sensory connection with the powerful God of War again, to awaken the powerful force that had been sleeping at the end of time for a long time.

And at this critical moment full of expectation, a powerful and majestic voice seemed to descend from the sky, like the sound of a huge bell. The deafening sound waves echoed for a long time in this vast space, and the sound was heard and struck the depths of the soul: "Don't try, I'm here."

"This voice... is the ancestor!" Yuyu Shiku's body first froze, a look of astonishment on his face, as if he was struck by lightning, and he stood there in a daze for an instant.

But in a flash, the astonishment was replaced by a face full of surprise and indescribable shock, and she couldn't help but shout out loud, her voice filled with endless joy.

"Ancestor! Ancestor!" In an instant, this originally quiet and somewhat depressing space became like a ignited powder keg. All souls were like boiling magma. Cheers and rejoicing rose one after another. Those affectionate shouts surged out like a flood that broke through a dam, containing endless reverence and surging excitement, as if they had been waiting for this moment for a long and dark period of time, and had already exhausted all their patience and expectations.

Almost at the same moment when the sound was rang out, seven blades of the God of Weapons, emitting mysterious light, simultaneously emitted countless soul powers.

They seemed to be pulled by invisible threads, and seven powerful and pure soul forces quickly gathered together at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, and then transformed into the appearance of the God of War that haunted all the underworld people.

I saw the image of the God of War standing there. Although it was only about ten feet tall, it was like a giant standing tall. The aura emanating from it was as magnificent and majestic as the boundless stars. That invisible yet tangible powerful aura was like the center of a storm. In an instant, it frightened all the souls present into silence, making this originally noisy space suddenly so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, as if time had stopped.

Wang Hun slightly raised his head, his eyes full of piety and admiration, and locked onto the familiar yet unfamiliar figure of the Lord of Arms, as if he was looking up at a towering mountain. His lips slightly opened, and his voice trembled with an uncontrollable tremor: "Lord of Arms, you appear again."

Bu Wenwuwen, who was standing by, was also overwhelmed with emotion. He suppressed his excitement, took a step forward, clasped his hands respectfully, leaned forward slightly, and said solemnly, "Senior?"

The Lord of Arms' eyes seemed to carry the vicissitudes of time and the weight of history. He slowly swept across everyone's faces one by one. His eyes revealed an indescribable helplessness and loneliness. He took a deep breath and slowly said, "Warriors of the Hades, I have disappointed you. Thinking back to the great battle that year, although I tried my best and burned every bit of my strength, I still couldn't defeat the powerful black dragon. In the end, I fell down exhausted, and the battlefield was stained with blood. In desperation, I had to choose to seal up my remaining little strength and fall into a long and lonely sleep!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiang Shi Ku stepped forward without hesitation. Her face was full of respect. She looked at the God of Arms with a firm gaze and said in a resounding voice, "Although the Ancestor was defeated, it was still an honor! You fought for the Underworld until the last moment and shed your last drop of blood. This heroic and fearless spirit is engraved in the hearts of all the people in the Underworld and will never be forgotten."

Wujianbupo was also deeply touched. He walked forward quickly, stood beside Yushushiku, and nodded vigorously in agreement, "Ancestor, you died on the battlefield for the dignity and future of the Underworld. This is a supreme honor in itself. It is the pride and glory that our Underworld has passed down from generation to generation. Your name will be forever engraved in the depths of the soul of every one of us in the Underworld."

Past and present life stood in the crowd, his expression solemn and determined. He nodded slightly, tears flashing in his eyes. Those tears contained respect for the ancestor: "We are not disappointed. In our hearts, you will always be our most proud ancestor and the spiritual pillar of our underworld clan that will never be extinguished."

The other Hades people also nodded in agreement. There was no trace of blame or dissatisfaction on their faces. Instead, they were filled with pride and honor. It was a deep respect and reverence for the ancestor that came from the depths of their souls, like a devout offering to their faith.

Although there were no tears in the eyes of the God of War, his slightly trembling hands were like fallen leaves in the wind, revealing the surging excitement in his heart.

He slowly raised his hands and looked into the distance, as if he had penetrated the barrier of time and space and saw the past, present and future of the Hades. After a long while, he slowly said, "Thank you for your trust and support, but now, the world has changed dramatically. The Hades has risen again under the hard work of countless brave warriors. We cannot just indulge in the glorious and heavy glory of the past. We must think carefully and seek a way out for the welfare and future of our descendants."

All the Hades seemed to have heard a divine command. They stood quietly where they were, like frozen statues, not making any sound.