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The flames reflected the dark clouds into red, and the low black and red clouds revealed ominousness. The cold wind blew past from a distance, piercing through Yan Shixun's thick black coat.

He lowered his eyelashes, facing the direction of the old man and the burning death of the hut, bowed his head and stood silently for three seconds, giving himself three seconds to calm down.

When he raised his head again, he had returned to his usual appearance, his eyes were cold and sharp, like a drawn sword.

Yan Shixun raised his eyes and looked at the sky coldly, not at all afraid of the heavy clouds pressing down like the sky.

A drop of rain fell.

Immediately afterwards, there were big raindrops crackling down.

The clouds were tumbling, the rumbling thunder came from a distance, and the thick lightning flashed across the sky, splitting the gloomy clouds, and the high sky could be seen.

"Boom--!"

Lightning illuminated the entire dim hell.

It was also reflected in Yan Shixun's eyes, as if a flame had been ignited.

Then Yan Shixun immediately noticed that there was an extra figure on the mountain of corpses.

The figure could only see a tall and slender silhouette at first, standing between the light and darkness of the lightning, as if guarding the boundary between yin and yang.

After Yan Shixun's eyes got used to the light and shadow, he slowly saw the appearance of that figure clearly.

Wearing iron armor, the cold light is cold, the ghost face of the armor on the waist roars ferociously, and the long knife in his hand is downward.

The man stood on the mountain of corpses with his back to Yan Shixun, as tall as an unshakable mountain.

Then, the man turned his head slowly, lowered his eyes coldly, and looked at Yan Shixun in the distance.

"Boom--!"

Lightning flashed across, illuminating the man's stern and sharp face.

Yan Shixun's eyes slowly widened.

That was clearly... Ye Li's face.

However, that person's aura was far more severe than the Ye Li that Yan Shixun knew, his aura was so sharp that he couldn't get close, as if he would be cut if he looked at it.

That person is not Ye Li.

That is clearly, the former general who dared to fight against the Heaven and Earth Dao to seek justice for the innocent souls of the people who died in vain.

The ebony idol...appeared.

At the moment when Yan Shixun saw that person with his own eyes, he finally understood why the ghost messenger was shaken thousands of years ago and changed his mind.

When anyone sees the general, he will clearly realize that no matter what kind of way, in front of the general, there is only a broken halberd.

He can overcome any injustice, fight for all those who died in vain, and fight for a right.

As a mortal, surpass ghosts and gods.

Yan Shixun raised his head and looked at that person from afar, and couldn't help but relax his breath.

The man's originally cold and narrow eyes paused for a moment when they reflected Yan Shixun's figure.

At the same time, Ye Li, who was walking in hell, stopped.

"Shi Xun?"

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