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He walked on.    

Xiao Zhong Sword, a Sword God of this generation, possesses the strength that surpasses the current world. He is selfless, has no desire, has his own dao, and is the witness of the heavens.    

Although he appeared cold and emotionless on the outside, he was actually more emotional and persistent than anyone else.    

Paying attention to one's commitment to others and to one's feelings, while causing pain to oneself and others, one does not regret it.    

It was a rare anomaly and variable in this Heartless Martial Arts Forest.    

All his life he had been trapped by love, but even after experiencing countless shocks, he was still able to live without regrets.    

Lingchen also admired him a little.    

But in the end, he died.    

Only because he didn't use his full strength in that last battle … Or rather, he showed mercy.    

Because his enemy was precisely his own brother.    

"Whether the loved one or the hated one will not be able to be protected or redeemed in the end"    

Easy, indifferent, outstanding, this was already the standard of a Heroic Assassin.    

For love, for righteousness, for unparalleled loyalty.    

In the face of fate, neither you nor I can turn back.    

"Sometimes, even if the sword and saber are unrivalled in the world, it wouldn't be able to save the person you want to save."    

For a foot of snow, a hundred years of silence, the long corridor like a deep well, the sound of the first heart asked.    

Her snow-white hair fluttered her pale face. Her eyes faced a sword that was as black as the night of lacquer.    

Beneath the sword was a streak of blood, flowing with the song of time.    

Along the way, Lingchen gained a lot of insights.    

All of this was taught to Lingchen by these experts.    

In this place, he was also able to see a true existence that sacrificed itself for another.    

The Buddha Emperor of the Nine Realms possessed tremendous power; he could teleport through time and space at will.    

For all living things under the heavens, he did not hesitate to sacrifice himself, bringing his enemies into a desperate situation, leaving behind his trump card, risking his own life to trap evil.    

Even after his death.    

The remains were still used to illuminate the entire human world. The Heavenly Dao would not be destroyed, the flames would not be extinguished, and everything in the world would be destroyed. This was true rebirth.    

Sacrificing the happiness of others to achieve great things was a very easy thing to do, because the one who was sacrificed was not himself, so this kind of person could always be righteous.    

Along the way, he had truly witnessed the deaths of too many experts.    

And at this time, the Demon World and foreign lands were all eyeing this piece of Divine Continent covetously.    

On this day, the war finally broke out!    

A myriad of ships were launched. The main force of the island, which came from across the sea, had already crossed the vast sea. The myriad forces were sent out, covering the entire Divine Great Land.    

Inside, there was the invasion of Demon World, and outside, there was the invasion of a foreign land.    

"This …"    

Seeing this, even Lingchen was moved.    

How could the Divine State face such a lineup?    

It must be known that the Demon World and the foreign lands were both filled with experts. Even the invincible Buddha Emperor died under the planning of the Demon World.    

When war broke out, no one in the world could escape.    

This was no longer a matter for a single person, but a matter of the entire world. As long as one stood on this piece of land, no one would be able to leave.    

He looked at the huge black birds circling in the sky and the cold-blooded monsters that seemed to have no idea what death was.    

The people of the Divine State had never felt so hopeless like this before.    

Even if it was a top powerhouse, at this moment, they all had the thought, "Will there really be someone who can defeat this kind of army?"    

Despair was like a raging fire that ignited and spread rapidly.    

In the Divine Continent, countless lives had been lost. Mournful wails filled the fields and beacons of fire shot up into the sky.    

All that was left was a despairing howl.