Chapter 357 The Masked Squad Disappears

Lin Xiao raised his hand and grasped the Thirty-Sixth Grade Creation Lotus. An incomparably powerful force surged from the lotus's heart, instantly flowing into his body and completely merging with his mind.

That power was like a vast galaxy, carrying endless vitality and creative power, as if it could reshape the world and all things.

"With the Creation Lotus, I can restore the life of Ying Zheng, Xiang Yu, Liu Bang, Liu Che, Li Shimin, and Zhu Yuanzhang, and completely free them from the state between death and life."

Lin Xiao's gaze was as cold as a knife, staring straight into the depths of the void, as if confronting some invisible entity.

With a wave of his hand, the power of the Creation Lotus erupted instantly, transforming into a dazzling light that shot straight into the depths of the void.

Where the light passed, the void shattered, and a passage leading to Fengdu slowly opened. The passage was deep and dark, as if leading to an endless underworld, exuding a chilling aura of death.

Lin Xiao's figure vanished suddenly, and the next moment, he appeared deep within Fengdu.

Fengdu is the realm of the dead, the final resting place for all souls lost in the world. Here, there is no light, only endless darkness and deathly silence.

A chilling wind howled, and ghosts wailed, as if every inch of space was filled with endless resentment and despair. However, Lin Xiao's arrival suddenly shook this desolate world.

"Ying Zheng, Xiang Yu, Liu Bang, Liu Che, Li Shimin, Zhu Yuanzhang... I'm here."

Lin Xiao's voice echoed through Fengdu like thunder, carrying an undeniable majesty. His voice pierced through the endless darkness, as if awakening this deathly silent world.

His gaze swept across every corner of Fengdu, finally settling on the six figures.

Those six figures were none other than the most outstanding emperors in the history of the Great Xia Dynasty—Ying Zheng, Xiang Yu, Liu Bang, Liu Che, Li Shimin, and Zhu Yuanzhang.

Their bodies are shrouded in deathly energy, existing in a state between death and life, unable to truly resurrect or completely perish.

"Master Lin...you've finally arrived." Ying Zheng's voice was low and hoarse, tinged with anticipation. Although his body was shrouded in deathly aura, his eyes remained sharp as knives, as if they could pierce through all illusions.

Lin Xiao nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the six emperors, his tone carrying a hint of respect: "Gentlemen, today I will use the Thirty-Sixth Grade Creation Lotus to restore your vitality and completely free you from the state between death and life."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it, and the power of the Creation Lotus instantly erupted, transforming into six dazzling rays of light that shot straight toward the six emperors.

Wherever the light passed, death dissipated and life emerged. The light, like the first rays of dawn, dispelled the darkness of Fengdu and brought a glimmer of hope.

"Congeal!"

Lin Xiao let out a low shout, and the light in his palm suddenly contracted, transforming into six azure lotuses, which merged into the bodies of the six emperors respectively. As the azure lotuses entered their bodies, the bodies of the six emperors suddenly trembled, the death aura was completely dispelled, and life force re-emerged.

Ying Zheng's body gradually solidified, his face majestic, his gaze piercing as if it could see through all illusions. He exuded boundless imperial aura, as if everything in the world was under his control.

"Thank you, Immortal Master Lin." Ying Zheng nodded slightly, a hint of gratitude in his eyes. His voice was deep and powerful, as if carrying an unshakeable authority.

Xiang Yu's body gradually solidified, holding a long spear, his gaze as cold as a knife. He exuded endless killing intent, as if he had experienced countless life-and-death battles.

"Master Lin, thank you for restoring my life. What about those Ke-type gods? I can't wait to wipe them all out!" Xiang Yu's voice was deep and firm, carrying an unwavering determination. His eyes gleamed with fighting spirit, as if he were ready to throw himself into the battlefield at any moment.

The bodies of Liu Bang, Liu Che, Li Shimin, and Zhu Yuanzhang gradually solidified, each exuding a powerful aura, as if everything in the world was under their control.

"Master Lin, when will the war begin? Last time I was only focused on reviving the people and didn't get a chance to fight seriously." Liu Bang nodded slightly, a hint of determination in his eyes. His voice carried a touch of teasing, but his gaze was incredibly earnest.

"Master Lin, thank you for restoring my life. I will create the future of Great Xia." Liu Che's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority. His eyes gleamed with wisdom, as if he could already see the future of Great Xia.

"Master Lin, thank you for restoring my life. I will continue the glorious era of Great Xia." Li Shimin's eyes gleamed with wisdom, as if he could see through everything. His voice carried a hint of confidence, as if the golden age of Great Xia was already just around the corner.

"Master Lin, thank you for restoring my life. I will now stabilize the foundation of Great Xia." Zhu Yuanzhang's voice was deep and powerful, carrying an unwavering determination. His eyes shone with a resolute light, as if he had already prepared for the future of Great Xia.

Looking at these six emperors, Lin Xiao felt incredibly reassured. With them around, the strength of Great Xia had increased significantly. He knew that these emperors were not only legends of history, but also pillars of Great Xia's future.

"Everyone, please calm down. Our final battle with the God of Kelvin is not far off." Lin Xiao's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority. His gaze swept over the crowd, as if proclaiming a future victory.

After Lin Xiao settled the six people into the "Source" world, the jade pendant in his storage space suddenly lit up. He looked puzzled, took out the jade pendant, and the information inside appeared before his eyes.

"The Masked Squad has gone missing! Come quick!"

This message was sent by Zuo Qing to Lin Xiao. What puzzled Lin Xiao was that a long time had passed since the Masked Squad perished in the fishing village, so why was it only appearing now? Moreover, there were already many gods in the Great Xia Dynasty; they shouldn't be unable to even handle a fishing village.

He didn't think much of it. Lin Wan'er was still recovering, so there was no rush to find her and ask about the whereabouts of the Qiankun Cauldron.

Lin Xiao flashed back from the "Source" world to Great Xia. When he reappeared, he was already at the Night Watch headquarters. Zuo Qing, as if he had expected this, stood up from his chair, took a stack of documents, and hurriedly handed them to Lin Xiao.

“The only external enemy of Great Xia now is the God of the Khrushchev. There are far fewer mysterious ones. I gave the Masked Squad a break, but they have mysteriously disappeared. We can’t contact them by any means, and even Zhou Ping’s search has yielded no results.” Zuo Qing’s voice was tinged with anxiety, clearly indicating that the situation had spiraled out of his control.

Lin Xiao reached out and took the document, glanced at it casually, and frowned deeply. If even Zhou Ping, who was at the half-step into a higher dimension, couldn't find it, then the matter was quite serious and had completely deviated from Fuxi's prophecy.

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