In that celestial realm, a tattered black robe was stained with a drop of blood and tears.

At the same moment, the miracles of China dimmed, and even the gods who had resided in China fell silent.

"It's always like this. We Chinese are not without sages, yet we always..."

The people were deeply grieved.

Su Shen died in battle again, but there was no one to even collect his body.

"Su Shen is not human, he is the embodiment of fate, he must still be here."

Just like last time, even after being torn apart by the heavens, he could still make a comeback.

However, they forgot that this was the Ruins of Return, where any living being who dies would turn into nothingness and vanish completely.

"No! We haven't lost yet!"

Since no Chinese sages emerged, the gods below were able to influence the Western sages.

The West will truly be finished when the Chinese sage returns.

At this moment, all Chinese people are filled with immense grief.

"Su Shen, you have suffered a lot in your life, it is time for you to rest well."

While everyone burst into tears, Apsu still felt unsatisfied.

The tattered black robe must be torn to shreds completely, at the same time.

The idea of ​​destroying the world did not end with Su Ming's death.

The dark abyss swallowed everything, and Su Ming didn't even leave behind his last words.

Has the life of this chosen one of destiny truly come to an end?

Seeing that Apsu was determined to destroy the world, the people below panicked.

"Don't be afraid, Lord Apsu is not crazy. As a Western saint, he will take good care of his people."

Since ancient Babylon had no native inhabitants, all Westerners were considered subjects of Apsu.

"Feeling despair now, my friend from the Dragon Kingdom?"

"Lord Apsu's wrath has not been extinguished by the death of your summoner; you are doomed."

All Westerners withdrew from the borders of the Dragon Kingdom, fearing they would be affected.

After all, a saint's slap could destroy the entire blue planet.

At this moment, most of the Chinese people are fearless and ready to die.

"Death is nothing to fear. Rather than living in fear, it's better to die a glorious death."

Just when the people of the Dragon Kingdom thought the end of the world had come, Apsu's hand reached out from the Ruins of Return, extending towards that side...

The process of resurrecting Qin Shi Huang has finally come to an end.

"Oh no! Our ancestor is in trouble! He's going to make a move against him!"

Su Ming has always been protecting our ancestors. Now that Su Ming has died in battle, is there really no god to protect China?

In truth, the people all know that there is a god watching over China.

Without a sage to oversee things, even if those gods intervene, it would be in vain.

Everyone held their breath, unable to bear watching what was about to happen.

Su Shen and Fu Su exhausted all their resources to revive their ancestor.

That's it...

"No! Please, please don't hurt my ancestors!"

The people wept bitterly, but could only cry out helplessly.

Ye Tian, ​​Chen Qiye, and Meng Qingyao have been working on the construction of the First Emperor's Ancestral Temple.

But at this moment, all efforts will be in vain.

"Farewell, ancestor..."

Gan!

The moment Apsu shattered the ruins, a miracle finally occurred.

The collapsed ruins were restored in the abyss. As a ray of holy light shone, that celestial realm was no longer ruled by Apsu and a new world was created.

The aura was indescribable; the dragon soul roared and surged through the air.

It resembled the legendary dragon energy of the Great Dao, a five-clawed golden dragon winding and turning, a lament, a mournful cry.

Apsu's heart tightened; he hadn't expected him to survive.

It was fate, and Apsu wasn't too surprised.

"It should be a time of joy for new life, so why are you so sad?"

"Oh, I remember now, I just killed someone very important to you."

Apsu was sharp-tongued and sarcastic, and he wasn't worried at all about angering the First Emperor.

On the contrary, this was the effect he wanted, because...

Ying Zheng was the real culprit behind Tiamat's death.

The land of China is filled with the aura of a dragon, as if it has been completely renewed.

All eyes were fixed on the golden dragon.

Beneath the dragon was a heavy, illusory figure. Once the aura stabilized, a dragon-shaped sacred mark appeared.

boom!

In that instant, there was silence, yet it caused the heavens to tremble.

Some ancient beings also awaken at this moment, raise their heads, and roar.

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