The holy beads are the main source of worship within the summit and the power to collect the merits of faith.
Every holy bead is hard-won and extremely precious.
The chosen Holy Pearl Lands in each continent have been strictly selected and eliminated layer by layer.
Thinking that one of the holy beads was destroyed under his care, the monk's face turned even paler.
When his eyes fell on the place below the holy bead, the monk clenched his fist little by little.
"Go down to Xuanxiu Immortal Realm, Qingxuan Continent..."
His mind quickly filtered information about other than Qingxuan Continent.
Only the last few are left.
He remembered that due to the remote location of Qingxuan Continent and its weak spiritual power, only two holy beads were released.
One is the place of worship there, the Mountain of the Gods.
There is another place...one of the ancient battlefields of the demon clan!
If there is anything unusual in the Gods Mountain, they will definitely get the news as soon as possible. However, so far, none of their worship halls have received the news.
Then it can only be the ancient battlefield that was swept into the space tunnel by the turbulence of time and space and has no trace!
Back then, their people also accidentally discovered the ancient battlefield and found that the fallen demon cultivators there had a strong belief in them.
That strong belief is stronger than too many places of worship!
Immediately, the monks in the enshrinement hall created a statue there. However, at the moment when the statue was created, something happened on the ancient battlefield, the space shook, and there were signs of collapse.
Although the ancient battlefield was nowhere to be found in the end, fortunately among the misfortunes, the Holy Pearl had been left behind.
Over the years, the color of the Holy Pearl has become more intense, and they, the messengers, are just waiting for the last moment to pick it up and hand it over.
But now, the Holy Pearl has been destroyed? !
So many years of hard work! All gone in vain!
Within the ancient ruins, the bloody mist rolled violently, trying to break free from the energy package of the Liguang Umbrella.
Then at this moment, the glass light umbrella seemed to have a strong suction force, making it unable to break free at all.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
The bloody mist turned into a huge face, and that face was also very strange, as if there were millions of faces.
The ferocious roar made Lu Qingye frown.
Lu Qingye narrowed his eyes suddenly after feeling some kind of power inside the bloody mist that was different from the outside.
"You're absorbing the energy here!"
Moreover, it is the energy of heaven and earth in this world.
Why would an unknown thing full of evil thoughts absorb the energy from the upper world? !
The blood-colored mist struggled to no avail. He felt the power inside his body draining away quickly, feeling a little crazy. Seeing Lu Qingye's incredible appearance, he couldn't help but laugh sharply.
"Hahaha! Do you think I am evil?! No! I am not! I am the hero who saves this world! Why can't I have those things?! Those powers of faith belong to me!"
The space seemed to be shaking and unstable due to the excitement of the blood-colored smoke.
Lu Qingye felt the aura on his body that was similar to the white bones around him, and he already believed on the seventh level that this bloody smoke was part of these fallen creatures.
I just don’t know why it turned out like this.
"Let me go! Since you were born in this world, you should understand that I am your ancestor! I am the hero who saved you! You can't do this to me! No!"
Although the Liguang Umbrella is a sacred weapon in the soul world, it was seriously damaged. It was struggling violently with the blood-colored smoke and showed signs of being uncontrollable. Lu Qingye couldn't help but tighten the handle of the umbrella while outputting the soul power in his dantian.
As soon as the pure soul power appeared, the blood-colored smoke paused suddenly, and then broke away harder.
"No! No! I don't want to disappear! I still want to live! I don't want to die!"
The originally shrill scream suddenly became a little bit full of despair.
Countless voices began to echo around again, and Lu Qingye felt that these sounds were the fear and unwillingness left by those creatures before they died.
Lu Qingye looked at the bloody smoke.
"You said you saved this world? That's ridiculous! You are all demon cultivators, and you are all evil spirits. How did you save the world of immortality? The world of immortality was saved by countless immortals who risked their lives to protect it. What does it have to do with you demon clan?"
The blood-colored mist that was struggling violently suddenly stopped, and those blood-red eyes looked at her in disbelief, then full of resentment, ridicule, grief and anger...
"Hahaha! What an evil spirit! What a demon! It has nothing to do with my demon clan!"
An old voice came out from the blood-colored mist, and the voice was full of vicissitudes of life.
Also full of disappointment.
"It seems... the world of cultivating immortals today is very good, but... they have forgotten us..."
Lu Qingye pursed his lips. In his sight, the blood-colored smoke in his eyes suddenly turned into a normal color.
Those eyes looked at her, with indescribable emotions in them.
The madness in the other eye was even greater.
"Hahaha! Look! This is the world of immortality that you are sworn to protect! Who of them still remembers you now?! On the contrary, in their eyes, you are evil! Hahaha! Voluntary sacrifice, how ridiculous!"
The normal eye was not affected by the other sound and just looked at Lu Qingye steadily.
Suddenly smiled.
"If that's true...why are you here?"
Another maniacally mocking voice suddenly paused, as if he wanted to say something else, but it did not affect the eye that was staring at Lu Qingye at all.
"Perhaps, some truths are buried, but...the truth will always surface at that moment, and our...efforts in the past were never intended to be rewarded in the future..."
Lu Qingye gritted his teeth and suddenly saluted the other party.
"Senior, would you like to tell this junior about what happened back then."
"Are you looking for the truth?"
Lu Qingye nodded.
She actually didn't expect that not long after she said those words to Jiuji, there might be the truth about that year here, although the truth still needs to be verified.
"Does the truth matter?"
After all these years, does the truth really still mean anything?
From the time they were sacrificed, to being buried, to being absorbed, to now...
Lu Qingye looked at the bloody smoke.
"The truth is important, not only for those who are cultivating immortals today, but also for other living beings, especially those descendants of the demon clan who firmly believe that their ancestors did not only know how to kill!"
Because of the issue of stance, the so-called right and wrong were born.
But among all the races in the world, not only the human race has wisdom, other races also have their own ways of survival and wisdom.
The old voice sighed.
"Back then... various races were fighting in a melee. Although my demon clan is naturally warlike, there were also many demon cultivators who wanted to use force to crush other races and unify the Qingxuan Continent. But... the world is competing for the throne, and all living beings are suffering. Although our demon clan is not as good as The human race is smart, but they don’t want their descendants to live in a world full of gunpowder. War is ruthless, taking away the lives of countless monks of the race and leaving behind a ruin..."
The old man seemed to be caught in emotional memories, while the other party was suppressed.
