"Why don't you enter the ancestral land?"
"A sinner has no face to see his ancestors."
"Why did you come back?"
"Come as promised."
The conversation between the two seemed a little brief.
In the past, Demon Ancestor Zhencang, who once stood proudly on the top of the mountain with his tyrannical physique, is now just a emaciated old man.
Zhen Cang stretched out his hand and motioned for Luo Yi to take a seat.
Luo Yi sat cross-legged in front of Zhen Cang.
Zhen Cang lamented a lot: "I think back on that time, I wanted to kill you quickly, but I never thought that my clan would need you to save me in the end."
Luo Yi laughed at himself: "Thankfully the Demon Ancestor was merciful back then, otherwise, there would be no reunion today."
Zhen Cang waved his hand: "Don't let a dying person like me wear a high hat."
Luo Yi laughed dumbly: "Just telling the truth."
Zhen Cang suddenly raised his withered arm and pointed into the distance: "The person you are looking for is right here."
"I don't know the specific location, but I fought with him back then. He was extremely powerful. What is certain is that this person is definitely not from Lingzhou."
Luo Yi nodded: "I had a brief confrontation with him before. Not only is he not from this place, but... he is not even from this world?"
Zhen Cang paused, "Another kind of visitor from outside?"
Luo Yi shook his head: "It's hard to say, just a guess."
Zhen Cang sighed heavily: "My spirit clan has been struggling to survive until now."
Luo Yi: "Don't worry, this time, I will completely solve these problems."
Zhen Cang's cloudy eyes looked Luo Yi up and down: "Your strength is not as good as before."
Luo Yi nodded and said: "That physical body back then is still within the seal of the Middle-earth China."
Zhen Cang suddenly realized, "That's it."
Immediately, the two fell into silence.
In the end, it was Luo Yi who spoke first: "Why don't you follow me into the ancestral land? With your protection, these people will feel at ease."
Zhen Cang shook his head, with a slightly bitter look on his face: "I am called the Demon Ancestor in vain. No matter whether it is one hundred thousand years ago or one hundred thousand years later, it seems that I have not been able to protect my clan."
"You have no face to see your ancestors, and you have no face to see your ancestors."
Luo Yi said: "Aren't you sitting here for so long just to protect those people in the ancestral land?"
"If you hadn't been in charge of Lingshan, the person behind the scenes would have already personally appeared in the ancestral land."
Zhen Cang said: "That being said, my time is running out."
"It's better not to see you this last time."
"What's more, I can always see them from here."
An unprecedented smile appeared on Zhen Cang's face. This demon ancestor, who had always been ruthless, gave the last bit of softness in his heart to this land.
Leave it to the people in this land.
"Luo Yi."
"I am here."
"I held on for so many years just to see a little hope."
"Now, I also want to be lazy. Speaking of which, you and I should be considered old friends."
A trace of sadness flashed in Luo Yi's eyes, and he nodded, "Yes, after a hundred thousand years, we can naturally be called old friends."
Zhen Cang smiled and said: "Old friend, old friend, deceased person."
"It suits the occasion."
Luo Yi had a complicated expression: "I should, I can save you."
Zhen Cang still shook his head.
"You also said it should be, not absolutely."
"Your power is very powerful, but you haven't really achieved it now without any worries, so don't waste your energy on a dying person like me."
"Besides, it's better to save yourself than to save others. Just like the Lingzhou Ling Clan, they can have you Luo Yi, but they can't only have you Luo Yi."
Zhen Cang suddenly stood up tremblingly. The old Demon Ancestor looked at the ruined mountains and rivers with no luster in his eyes.
He raised his hand and pointed into the distance, "My spiritual clan has suffered for more than a hundred thousand years..."
Zhen Cang's voice was trembling.
He turned around with difficulty and looked at Luo Yi.
The next moment, the former Demon Ancestor actually knelt down on his knees and used his last bit of strength to bow down to Luo Yi!
"Save me Eldar."
These were Zhen Cang's last words in his life.
A sentence that couldn't be more brief, a more ordinary four words.
But it fell on Luo Yi's shoulder, as if pressing down on a towering mountain.
Luo Yi did not go to help Zhen Cang because the former Demon Ancestor had already passed away.
As he said himself, this breath lasted for so long.
As soon as he relaxed his tone, his heart energy dropped. Not only his heart energy, but also his mental strength also dropped.
As the saying goes, this is the truth when the mind and body are exhausted.
"In future generations, someone will build a monument for you."
"You have never been worthy of the title of Demon Ancestor."
Luo Yi bowed deeply to Zhen Cang's dead body, bowing to the end.
The four Demon Ancestors, whether it is Yu Xiao who helped Luo Yi a lot, or Zhen Cang who wanted to kill him at every turn back then, have their say.
These people are all doing wrong to others.
Or maybe it's the right thing but not the right person.
The four Demon Ancestors, even Hongsong and Shen Mo, everything they did was for the Spirit Clan.
Moreover, there is no selfishness, not even the slightest bit.
Luo Yi slowly straightened up and took a look at the ruined land.
Luo Yi turned his back to Zhencang and murmured to himself: "Don't worry, it won't be like this again in the future."
This sentence was what Luo Yi said to himself.
That's what he said to Zhen Cang.
This is the promise he made to all living creatures in Lingzhou.
Luo Yi turned his head to look in the direction of his hometown, took a step forward, ripples in the space appeared, and Luo Yi's figure disappeared.
Outside the ancestral land.
A young man in white clothes with a beautiful face sat cross-legged at the entrance with his eyes closed.
On his knees lay an ancient silver-white sword.
This person is from the human race, but the sword energy and sword intent in his body are so strong that the surrounding netherworld energy cannot invade at all!
And this is because he has always suppressed the sword intention and sword energy in his body.
If not, the space around him would be instantly torn apart!
After a while, the man suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to look somewhere.
At the same time, another sword cultivator walked out of the ancestral land.
Wearing gray clothes and carrying a wooden sword, this person's realm is actually higher than that of Feng Zhao!
He has actually reached the divine emperor realm!
Moreover, this sword cultivator is also Luo Yi's old friend.
Its name is old.
He walked slowly to the side of the man in white and said, "Fengzhao is back. It looks like there are a lot of people."
The man in white just said "hmm" and said nothing more.
Chen Chen looked a little helpless: "I'm going to take care of you, and you can help me take care of this place."
Unexpectedly, the man in white, who always spoke very little, actually shook his head.
"Need not."
"I go."
"Are you going?" Chen Jiao was a little surprised, because this person rarely wanted to go out and walk around.
Of course, this person had already visited Lingzhou before coming to his ancestral land.
And, he arrived here safe and sound.
