The Land of the Earth
Chapter 117 Everyone returned to Changqiu Palace and learned that he had sacrificed
Everyone followed the Sword Immortal and quickly left this dangerous place. They ran all the way, their footsteps chaotic and hurried, like a group of prey being chased by a hunter.
Their clothes were ragged, and they were covered in dust and sweat, but their eyes were full of vitality.
While running, they recalled the thrilling scene just now and their hearts were still filled with fear.
Tianyuan was panting as he ran, his chest heaving violently like a bellows.
He ran to the Sword Immortal and said to him with gratitude on his face: "Master Sword Immortal, if you had opened it a little later, we would all be finished." His eyes were full of gratitude to the Sword Immortal. While speaking, he kept looking back at the space crack that had already moved away, with lingering fear in his heart.
The sword immortal smiled slightly, and that smile was like a spring breeze, warm and reassuring.
He said, “I also noticed the abnormal fluctuations in the space here, so I rushed over.
You're taking too much of a risk this time. You shouldn't enter this unknown space rift without complete confidence." His tone was a hint of blame, but more of concern.
He Jiaojiao nodded. Her hair was a little messy, with a few strands sticking to her cheeks, soaked with sweat.
She said, “We are also trying to save the king, there is really no other way.
By the way, how is Wang now? " Her eyes were full of worry. Wang's safety had always been her biggest concern. When she mentioned Wang's name, her voice trembled.
The Sword Immortal looked solemn, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "I don't know how the king is doing. I have been guarding here and have not received any news about the king's condition.
The space here is fluctuating abnormally, and the information is all disrupted. I have no idea if he can still hold on."
He looked into the distance, as if worried about the king's safety. His brows were slightly furrowed, and he subconsciously tightened the sword in his hand.
Song Chaoming shouted anxiously: "We must go back quickly!" As he said that, he gritted his teeth, endured the fatigue of his body, and began to cast spells.
I saw him waving his hands quickly, muttering something, veins bulging on his forehead, and beads of sweat the size of beans constantly sliding down his cheeks.
As he moved, a forest gate emitting mysterious light gradually emerged.
At this time, Song Chaoming no longer cared about his poor physical condition. He only wanted to return to Changqiu Palace as soon as possible.
When everyone saw the forest gate appear, they hurried inside.
This forest gate is like a passage through time and space, with flickering lights and shadows inside, and the faint sound of whistling wind can be heard.
Soon, the forest gate opened in front of Changqiu Palace.
Everyone walked out of the forest gate and looked at the unusually quiet Changqiu Palace with worry. The place that used to be so bustling and heavily guarded was now as silent as a place of death. A trace of uneasiness quietly spread in everyone's heart.
Tian Yuan frowned, his eyes filled with confusion and fear. His lips trembled slightly, and he said with a trembling voice, "Why isn't there even a guard at the door? This is too abnormal. Could something have happened?"
As he spoke, he rubbed his hands nervously and scanned the empty hall, trying to find a clue.
Song Chaoming's face was solemn, with a flicker of determination in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Let's go in quickly."
He clenched his fists and walked towards the hall with firm steps. Every step he took was filled with unquestionable momentum, but his slightly trembling fingers revealed his inner nervousness.
As soon as everyone walked into the hall, they saw Jian Yi standing there quietly.
Jian Yi's figure looked somewhat lonely, his eyes were filled with deep sadness, and his face was as pale as paper.
When Jian Yi saw Song Chaoming coming back, he moved his lips and said with difficulty: "The king... has died."
His voice echoed in the empty hall, as if every word carried a thousand pounds of sorrow, hammering down on everyone's hearts. "Before his death, the king instructed me to hand the throne to Song Chaoming..."
When everyone heard this, they were shocked and expressions of shock and grief appeared on their faces.
Tian Yuan's eyes widened in disbelief. His body swayed as if he had lost his support. He muttered to himself, "How could this happen... How could this happen..."
He Jiaojiao's eyes turned red instantly and tears welled up in them. She covered her mouth with her hands to prevent herself from crying out loud, but her body couldn't stop shaking.
Jingyun slumped to the ground, his eyes empty, as if his soul had been sucked out, and he kept muttering, "Wang... Wang..."
Chaoyun bit his lower lip until blood oozed out, his fists were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound, and his eyes were burning with flames of anger and grief.
Song Chaoming's face turned pale and his lips trembled. It took him a long time to find his voice: "How did Wang... die?" His eyes were full of pain and self-blame, as if he was blaming himself for not coming back earlier.
Jian Yi took a deep breath, a trace of painful memories flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "Some time ago, the Dark King released the dark blood mist, and the blood mist spread rapidly like the tentacles of a demon.
Wherever he went, people slowly turned into blood amidst their screams, and the whole world seemed to have turned into a living hell. In order to save the people, Wang resolutely stepped forward despite his own serious injuries.
He used all his strength to perform a forbidden technique to dispel the dark blood mist.
But he was already very weak, and if he forced himself to use such a powerful force, his body would not be able to bear it at all…” At this point, Jian Yi’s voice choked, and tears slid down his cheeks.
When everyone heard this, their grief was like a flood that could no longer be controlled.
Tian Yuan roared to the sky, his voice filled with grief and indignation: "Dark King! I will never forgive you!"
There was a flame of hatred burning in his eyes, his hands were clenched into fists, and his body was trembling slightly with anger.
He Jiaojiao was crying uncontrollably. She leaned against the pillar next to her, her shoulders shaking constantly, and Wang's past image kept appearing in her mind.
Jingyun stood up from the ground, his eyes revealing a determination: "We must avenge the king!" Chaoyun walked to Song Chaoming and patted his shoulder vigorously. He didn't say anything, but his firm eyes seemed to say: "We are with you."
There was a complex light flashing in Song Chaoming's eyes, including sadness, anger and responsibility.
He slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, a firmness was in his eyes: "We cannot let the king's sacrifice be in vain. We must carry on his legacy, protect our homeland, and demand redemption from the Dark King for this blood debt!"
His voice echoed in the hall like a battle horn, igniting the flames of revenge in everyone's hearts.
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