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

They looked solemn and pious, listening quietly to every word of the God of War, as if it was divine guidance from the ancient gods that would determine the future fate of the underworld and would not allow for the slightest slackness or blasphemy.

The Lord of Arms's gaze returned to the crowd, and after a slight pause, he continued, "This warrior, Wang Hun, is a young, promising, and gifted warrior.

At this critical moment concerning the life and death of the Underworld, it was he who stepped forward and, with his extraordinary wisdom, tenacious will and fearless courage, led the Underworld people to successfully defeat the Gods once again, completely ending the Gods' 100,000-year hegemonic rule over this vast land.

He regained the right to freedom for our Hades and opened up the land on which we depend for survival. His great achievements will be recorded in the history of the Hades forever and are worthy of being remembered and admired by every one of us. "

The Lord of Arms paused, and looked at everyone again, revealing a trace of relief and expectation in his eyes: "Now, we are standing at a new starting point. The road ahead may still be full of thorns and challenges, but I believe that as long as our Hades tribe is united and inherits the heroic spirit of our ancestors, we will be able to create a more glorious future with our strength."

When the members of the Underworld heard this, they all looked excited, as if they saw a bright future for the Underworld.

Their eyes were full of determination and resolve, as if at this moment, all the Hades were closely united together, forming an indestructible force, ready to move forward bravely towards an unknown future.

Wang Hun took a step forward, knelt on one knee, clenched his right fist and placed it on his left chest, and said solemnly: "Ancestor, rest assured, I, Wang Hun, will live up to your expectations and lead the Nether Clan to a more glorious and eternal future."

The Lord of Arms nodded slightly, with a faint smile on his face: "Okay, I believe you. The future of the Underworld is in the hands of your generation."

As the Lord of War finished speaking, the entire Underworld territory seemed to be injected with new vitality and hope.

The majestic figure of the God of War stood quietly, his eyes traversing endless time and space, falling on Bu Wen Wu Wen, his eyes revealed a deep concern and expectation, and he slowly asked: "How are Nüba and Xing Tian now? Are they still struggling in endless pain like in the past, tightly bound by the shackles of fate?"

Wu Wen Wu Wen bowed slightly, his expression full of respect and relief, and replied softly: "Don't worry, senior, with the help of Wang Hun, my mother has successfully released the seven golden crows. The imprisoned divine power in the past has been freed and has now returned to normal. The same is true for Senior Xing Tian. He successfully received back the head that symbolizes indomitable spirit and bravery, completely expelled the nothingness that eroded him, and regained his former prestige and pride."

Hearing this, the God of Soldiers smiled with relief, as if that smile could dispel the haze on the battlefield. He looked firmly into the distance, as if he could see the figures of Nüba and Xingtian, and said sincerely, "Please find them my sincerest greetings and congratulate them on their escape from the predicament and return to the peak."

He bowed and said solemnly and firmly, "Don't worry, senior. I will convey your thoughts to you."

The Lord of Arms turned to look at Wang Hun, his eyes full of trust and entrustment. His deep eyes seemed to be able to see into the depths of Wang Hun's soul, and he said word by word: "I firmly believe that you, Wang Hun, are the destined owner of this Lord of Arms' Blade. Only you can awaken its dormant power and restore its former glory. Please do not let me down."

Wang Hun knelt on one knee, clenched his fists and placed them in front of his chest, his eyes burning with a fiery fighting spirit, and responded loudly: "Senior, rest assured, I, Wang Hun, swear here that I will go all out and never let you down, even if it means my death!"

The Lord of Arms' eyes finally slowly swept over the souls of the Hades warriors who had been wandering on the battlefield for a long time, and his eyes revealed a trace of pity and relief. His voice like a bell echoed between heaven and earth: "Countless souls of the Hades, you have been wandering here for a long time. Now it is time to let go of your obsession and return to your resting place."

After saying this, under the awe-filled and reluctant gazes of all the souls, the figure of the God of War gradually became illusory, like a candle in the wind, swaying and slowly disappearing.

"Farewell to the ancestor, farewell to the ancestor, farewell to the ancestor!"

"Congratulations, senior!"

Countless souls, the Indifferent and the King's Soul shouted in unison. The sound resounded through the sky and echoed for a long time on this ancient battlefield.

When the shouts gradually died down, all the souls seemed to wake up from a long dream. They were stunned for a moment, as if they were recalling the loneliness and expectation when the Lord of Arms left. Then, their eyes met each other, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding.

They were emitting soft and mysterious light, which slowly gathered together like a trickle of water, and asked Wang Hun and Bu Wen Bu: "Since you have been recognized by the First Ancestor, we will inject the remaining soul power into the Blade of the God of Weapon to repair this divine weapon that has gone through vicissitudes of life, and release the seal set by the First Ancestor. Let the imprisoned power of the First Ancestor be released, return to the world, and protect the underworld."

Wang Hun looked solemn and determined. He bowed deeply to the elders and said earnestly, "I'm counting on you! The future of the Underworld now depends on the Blade of the God of Weapons. I beg you to lend me a helping hand. Let us open a new chapter for the Underworld together."

Desire is Bitterness looked solemn and his eyes were as deep as the abyss. He slowly said, "Link your soul closely with the Blade of the God of Weapons. With the blessing of our common soul power, let it condense again, be repaired, and unseal. This is our responsibility to the Hades Clan, and it is also our explanation to our ancestors."

For a moment, the atmosphere on the battlefield was heavy and solemn. Countless ancient ghosts stood quietly, their eyes full of nostalgia and reluctance for their former comrades, as if at this last moment, the glorious years of the past appeared before their eyes one by one.

Then, led by the three most powerful underworld warriors: Desire is Suffering, Indestructible, and Past and Present Life, they made a resolute decision.

A strong and dazzling light was seen all around them, which was the boiling and surging of their powerful and ancient soul power. Then, they decisively transformed into surging soul power, like a surging river, rushing towards the seven fragments of the God of Weapons Blade, continuously pouring into it.

Upon seeing this, Wang Hun closed his eyes without hesitation, concentrated his mind, and decisively released all his soul power.