Ever since he became the ruler of the Kunlun plane, Qin Hao had been waiting for Tian Hou to summon him, but the Divine Envoy never came.
Only now did he realize that this was not a test, nor was Tian Hou ignoring him. He was waiting for him to come!
This was really...
After the powers of the three realms merged, the distance between the God Realm and the God Realm gradually shortened. The mighty army of sword cultivators set off from Jianyi City, and before long, they arrived at the ruins of the battlefield from three hundred years ago, the Seamless Divine Domain.
The shattered Heavenly Dao was filled with terrifying cracks. Tian Hou used the Primordial Dao to stabilize it, but the cracks remained as they were when they were broken. It was a shocking sight.
The dark sky was no longer as clear as before, and the light of calamity flashed from time to time from the cracks. The desolate land was dark red and scorched, as if a rain of blood had completely dyed the soil.
Collapsed mountains, twisted rivers, and ruins of buildings floated in the void. At a glance, this place was still the same as before.
However, the divine domain was surrounded by the Immortal Sea. It was the new energy from the Immortal Sea that enveloped the precarious Heavenly Dao, preventing it from completely shattering.
After so many years, the Sword Realm still did not send anyone to repair it. God Lu, Dragon Master, and every sword cultivator in the realm believed that the Seamless Divine Domain should be maintained in its destroyed state to stimulate sword cultivators to become stronger and prosper the way of the sword. The tragedy could not be allowed to happen again.
Qin Hao was the first to slowly float down. Actually, from far away, he could see the Boundary Stele that everyone was talking about. An incomparably huge divine stone was suppressing this place, and the words "Tian Hou Realm" were written on it. The inscriptions and words on the stele exuded boundless divine power, causing one to be filled with reverence.
The moment the Boundary Stele fell, the Heavenly Edict Army had already retreated. To this day, no outside force dared to touch the Sword Realm.
Qin Hao indeed owed Tian Hou a great favor. With his status and power of the Divine Path, there was no need for him to care about a mere controller of Kunlun's Heavenly Dao. However, Tian Hou still came, and with his powerful attack, he forced Jun Mo to retreat.
As he moved forward step by step, Qin Hao's footsteps grew heavier and heavier. Tombstones of various sizes appeared before his eyes, and they formed a dense and jagged expanse of the heavens and the earth. It was like a group of tombs that buried the heavens, and it revealed an oppressive, solemn, heroic, and sorrowful aura.
Each tombstone was inscribed with the name of the deceased.
Supreme God Dan, Hidden, Spiritual Master Xuanyi, Immortal God God Master, Divine, Soaring Cloud Soaring Divine …
As Qin Hao walked step by step through these tombstones, he could vaguely see the scenes of the past. In order to pave the way for him, these seniors had faced the attacks of hundreds and thousands of Heavenly Wheel Divine Soldiers. The scene was so tragic that even now, when he recalled it, his heart was still in turmoil, and his emotions were difficult to calm down.
Further ahead, Qin Hao saw the tombs of Dean Nan and Northern Dipper Celestial Venerable.
Nan Luo Yu had always disliked Qin Hao, but when the Sword Realm was in danger, he worked together with the Endless Sword Gods to resist the Heavenly Edict Army. In the end, he was killed by Jun Mo himself.
Northern Dipper Celestial Venerable had the Illusion Giant God Dharma Body and moved mountains as swords. His sword mountains destroyed countless enemies that invaded the Endless World before he died of exhaustion.
The more Qin Hao walked, the harder it was for him to walk. It was as if there were two iron balls tied to his legs. He looked to the side and saw a dragon-shaped tombstone on his left. It was especially eye-catching. On it was the name of First Prince Long Tian.
"My big brother … was killed by ten Heavenly Edict Divine Generals of the seventy thousand Divine Dao. When he died … his entire dragon body was shattered …" Long Miao's eyes were red as he choked with sobs.
Qin Hao knew that the Dragon Race dominated the Primordial World with their physical bodies. Long Tian's strength could be ranked at the top of the three great Sword Realms, excluding the Divine Masters. His dragon body had been smashed into meat paste by divine power. One could imagine how much pain he had suffered.
Qin Hao stopped walking. He bowed deeply towards Long Tian's tombstone. He rubbed his face and tried his best to control his emotions as he continued to walk forward.
The tombs were too big. Tens of thousands of swordsmen were buried there. Many people did not recognize the godly titles on the tombs. Every three steps Qin Hao took, he would pay his respects. At the last step, he would pay his respects. It was as if he was walking over countless corpses.
His heart beat faster and faster. Every beat made him feel extremely uncomfortable. He clenched his fists and dragged his heavy footsteps to the center of the tombs.
Here, he saw the teachers and elders who had taken care of him the most when he came to the Sword World. They had guided him in the Way of the Sword.
On one side, there was Daisukong, Venerable Dongsheng, Tianyang Kenshin, and Tianyang's wife, Princess Liu. On the other side, there was the tomb of Venerable Ancient Sword, Blind Sword, Wind Sword, Grass Sword, and Severing Love.
And the tombstone at the center was … Divine Master Wu Jian!
Thump!
Qin Hao could no longer support the weight on his legs. He staggered and knelt in front of Wu Jian's tomb. He choked with sobs. "Senior, Third Day is back."
The space was silent. Qin Hao was left alone in front. Everyone stood far away, not wanting to disturb him.
Wu Jian's death not only severely injured Qin Hao, but also the entire Great Dao Sword Realm. It caused one of the three divine masters to die. The Sword Realm had lost its glory forever.
One head after another fell. Qin Hao owed each tombstone at the center of the tombstones. In front of each tombstone, he kowtowed twenty-four times until blood flowed out from the cracked skin on his forehead.
"Brother, get up. You're making people feel very uncomfortable." Loy quickly walked forward and tried to help Qin Hao up several times, but she couldn't.
Until someone followed Qin Hao and knelt down and cried.
"Grandfather, father, mother, Third Day is back to see you."
The unshaven Si Huan hugged Daisukong's tombstone and sobbed. The King of West Capital's entire family was buried here. He was the only one left. He was the most worthless and incompetent piece of trash in the Sword World.
"Wuwu, young master, if you cry like this, Third Day will feel even more sad. Don't cry."
Zhang San pulled Si Huan's arm away and said. She pulled Zhang San and knelt down, hugging Daisukong's tombstone and crying non-stop.
"Master, disciple has come to see you …"
"Sect master!"
"Sky Sovereign."
"Granduncle, grandpa …"
Under Si Huan's influence, in an instant, the army of sword cultivators standing far behind began to wail one after another. As if they were running for a funeral, they scuttled out repeatedly and found the graves of their respective elders. They knelt and cried incessantly, and the entire space was filled with mourning.
"Stop them, quickly stop them," God Lu ordered. Today, Qin Hao's guardian spirit had been lured here. What kind of scandal was this?
"Heavenly Gods Council, stop them for me," Dragon Lord ordered.
Although he was also very sad when he saw Long Tian's tombstone, he was the God Master of the Sword World and had to consider the overall situation.
Crash!
The members of the Heavenly Gods Council who had come with the army turned into a human wall and blocked the sword cultivators' formation. However, they were unable to stop them.
Even the direct descendants of the Mu Divine Clan, who led the Heavenly Gods Council, ran out and knelt in the middle of the tombstones. They began to recount their grief in front of the tombstone where the Mu Divine Ancestor was buried.
"Grandfather, grandfather, you died so miserably. When you died, no one cared about you. They all rushed into the Heavenly Edict Army to save that star of calamity who shouldn't have been saved."
The one kneeling in front of the Mu Divine Ancestor's tombstone was Mubai.
Seeing Mubai like this, Lu Qiu's pupils shrank. He thought that this guy wouldn't take advantage of the situation to cause trouble, right?