"We are willing!"
The voices of the spirits were like a big bell that resounded in the water.
800,000 spirits. They were all people with flesh and blood. They had their own consciousness and their own behavior.
They all knew what they were doing.
During the battle, they belonged to different factions of the three forces.
However, during the battle, did they regret it?
No.
Everyone was doing this for their own beliefs, for the sake of supporting their emperor.
To put it in a more profound way, the 800,000 soldiers that had died were all fighting for Dao Ancestor Ao Qing.
That was because in the era of the three kingdoms, they believed in none other than Dao Ancestor Ao Qing.
Therefore, now that Dao Ancestor Ao Qing had appeared in front of them and given them a chance to reincarnate, they were naturally willing.
Naturally, these words came out of his mouth.
"In that case, step onto the Bridge of Helplessness and walk into the Underworld of the Three Realms of the Dragons. Enter the cycle of reincarnation and be reborn as a human."
The River of Forgetfulness waved gently, and the Bridge of Helplessness instantly expanded infinitely. In the blink of an eye, the originally small and exquisite Bridge of Helplessness became a platform the size of tens of thousands of football fields.
"Go up."
When the spirits heard Fairy River of Forgetfulness's voice, they nodded one after another. At this moment, they actually knelt down to Dao Ancestor Ao Qing!
"Although we are the soldiers of Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Quan."
"However, the one we ultimately support is Dao Ancestor Ao Qing. He is the god who brought us hope."
"We do not regret death. Because of the miracle of Dao Ancestor Ao Qing, our families, friends, and brothers and sisters can live better lives."
"Now that we spirits are about to reincarnate, it is our fortune to be able to see Dao Ancestor Ao Qing again before our consciousnesses leave."
"I hope that we will have the chance to reincarnate as people of the Dragons. We will fight and fight for Dao Ancestor Ao Qing. We will travel thousands of mountains and rivers for Dao Ancestor Ao Qing and die a thousand deaths!"
As the voice fell, a heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky. It was as if heaven and earth, and even the Heavenly Dao, were shocked by the words of these 800,000 spirits. A shocking rain fell from the sky.
The heavy rain fell on the battlefield of the Battle of Red Cliff, extinguishing the monstrous flames and the sorrow in the hearts of countless spirits.
They walked toward the Bridge of Helplessness in unison. Their steps were like a killing weapon, step by step, they walked toward their new lives.
Thick fog shrouded them, and the footsteps became more and more distant.
Not long after, the Bridge of Helplessness disappeared under the cover of the fog.
They had all returned to the Underworld of the Dragons.
Looking at the place where the 800,000 Spirit Souls had previously stood, Big Qiao and Little Qiao, who were in Dao Ancestor Ao Qing's arms, were already in tears.
They didn't think that these 800,000 souls would be so loyal to Dao Ancestor Ao Qing. They actually supported him to such an extent.
They were moved by the 800,000 strong army.
"Sigh …"
Fairy Wang Chuan sighed.
"The world is full of trials and tribulations."
"These people are all pitiful sacrifices."
Hearing Dao Ancestor Ao Qing's words and hearing Dao Ancestor Ao Dao Ancestor Ao Dao Ancestor Ao Dao Ancestor Ao Dao Ancestor Ao Dao Ancestor surprisingly did not touch them.
He waved his hand and replied, "That's right."
"This must be fate."
"Forget River, inform Kamehameha and Dao Ancestor Ziyang. After receiving these people, arrange for them to reincarnate with their memories and become the first elites of the Dragons. Eighteen years later, this Dao Ancestor will establish the strongest, sharpest, and most decisive Blood Prison Dragons Army in the world!"
Hearing Dao Ancestor Ao Qing's words, Dao Ancestor Ao Qing bowed. "I understand."
"Rise."
"Thank you, Dao Ancestor!"
… …
With that, Dao Ancestor Ao Qing led the five people, turned into a shield of light, and left the battlefield of the Battle of Red Cliff.
When he left, he also heard the System's notification.
"Your incense power has become stronger. The long-cherished wish of 800,000 people is only to support you. Therefore, your incense power has increased by 100,000 points."
"Because your actions have moved the 800,000 troops, your Dragons' luck has become stronger. Your luck has increased by 10,000 points."
"You have set up a new backup plan. The Blood Prison Army will play a very important role in the Journey to the West in the future. Therefore, the System has given the Blood Prison Army Gift Pack. Please check it when you return to the Seventh Realm."
Hmm?!
Blood Prison Army Gift Pack?!
Dao Ancestor Ao Qing was stunned at first, then he was delighted!
He had never seen such a thing!
The System actually gave such a gift pack. What did this mean?
It meant that in the entire Mythological World, he already had a strong say as a chess player.
It was enough to start laying down layers of backup plans and situations, and then change some situations.
This was definitely a great benefit for him!
In the shield of light, a strange arc appeared on Dao Ancestor Ao Qing's mouth.
Next, it was getting more and more interesting.
100,000 points of incense power, plus 10,000 points of Dragons' luck.
Their overall strength would be even greater.
Not only that, he vaguely had a feeling that after he broke the situation of the Eight Immortals and understood the matter of the Three Kingdoms, perhaps his strength would reach a higher level!
"Hehe, the Sage-to-be hiding in the dark."
"Next, we are going to play Fight the Landlord."
"As for the Way of Heaven …"
"Hehe …"
He muttered to himself. As for Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao, they were still immersed in the deep shock of the 800,000 troops kneeling before Dao Ancestor Ao Qing and had not yet recovered.
Fairy Wangchuan had already passed the news to the Dragons' Realm. Fairy Ziyun and Reincarnation Fairy were holding silk cloths at this moment, comforting the two beauties, Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao.
In a moment, the shield of light disappeared, and the five-person team landed in an area.
This was the bank of a river, surrounded by forests. The wild beasts in the forest were constantly roaring, and it looked more dangerous.
"Here, two of the Eight Immortals, Fairy He and Lan Caihe, will appear here." Dao Ancestor Ao Qing raised his hand and waved, and the appearance of the few people instantly changed.
…
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the sun set in the west, and it was already evening.
At this moment, a horse carriage was wobbling on a small path in the forest.
The coachman of the carriage was a man as beautiful as a fairy, who looked more beautiful than a woman. He had a small sachet on his waist, and on his head, he wore a flower basket hat.
"Fairy He, do you think Dao Ancestor Ao Qing will be killed by us this time?"
The voice of the coachman, Lan Caihe, was transmitted to the proud person in the carriage.
"I don't know, the situation is constantly changing, and I am not completely confident."
Fairy He in the carriage lifted the curtain, and her beautiful face appeared. She widened her eyes and looked at the gradually setting sun: "I hope there won't be an accident …"
As soon as her voice fell, Lan Caihe suddenly pulled the reins with a "hu" sound, because in front of him, there was a woman with countless bruises and wounds all over her body, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.
"Quickly save her, this person's aura is weak, and she will die soon!"
Seeing this person, Lan Caihe and Fairy He hurriedly got out of the carriage and carried the woman who was about to die into the carriage.
"What's wrong with you?
What happened?
Tell me, I will definitely seek justice for you! "
In the carriage, Fairy He operated a spell, and spiritual power was injected into the woman's body. The originally weak aura gradually became stronger under the infusion of this spiritual power.