Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

That afternoon, Jun Wuxie received a divine sense transmission from Mu Ciyin, informing him that she was preparing to take the people of Bingyun Tower back to the Upper Realm.

However, she encountered a problem. Everyone in Bingyun Tower was very resistant. No one was willing to go to the Upper Realm with her. They all expressed their desire to stay.

"I'm coming!"

Jun Wuxie replied, disappearing from the ice lake and instantly landing in front of the Bingyun Tower's main hall.

Seeing him arrive, everyone in Bingyun Tower focused their gazes on him.

They didn't speak, but the expressions on their faces conveyed their inner desires.

"Lord Jun, we're not leaving!"

He walked up the steps to the top of the main hall and looked at everyone. They all spoke in unison.

"Objectively speaking, what can you do by staying in the Lower Realm? Can you resist the darkness invasion? Clearly, you staying won't help me."

"But..."

"Listen to me! Emotionally, you don't want to leave and want to stay to help me. But you must know that what can truly help me is for you to go to the Upper Realm, cultivate diligently in that world, and improve yourselves, because the Lower Realm is just a station at the beginning of my life. The next stage of my journey will be in the vast universe of the Upper Realm."

"Go with your ancestor. Cultivate diligently there. That way, I'll have fewer worries and can better face the torrent of the apocalypse. In the future, when I reach the Upper Realm, I might even need your help. Understand?"

"Lord Jun, we'll listen to you. We'll definitely cultivate diligently when we reach the Upper Realm!"

The eyes of everyone in Bingyun Tower turned red. Once they left, they didn't know when they would meet again.

The Lower Realm was facing the apocalypse and would become the most terrifying place in the heavens, shrouded in darkness. They were really scared. What if Lord Jun...?

They didn't dare to think about it.

But what Lord Jun said made sense. Their staying would only increase his worries and wouldn't help him resist the torrent of the apocalypse.

Their strength was ultimately too weak...

"Husband, we..."

Mu Xuelan and Mu Yunxi hugged his arms, one on each side, and gazed at him with their beautiful faces. Tears welled up in their clear, ice-like eyes.

"Go to the Upper Realm with your ancestor. She will accept you as her personal disciples and personally teach you the Dao. Cultivate diligently in the Upper Realm and wait for me there obediently. Don't worry about the torrent of the apocalypse in the Lower Realm. I have experienced many difficulties and dangers in my life. There is no tribulation I can't overcome. The torrent of the apocalypse is the same."

"Young Master, can we stay?"

The Mu Yuning sisters looked at him with pleading eyes, not wanting to leave because they were afraid they would never see him again.

Once they reached the Upper Realm, it might be difficult to know anything about the situation in the Lower Realm, a feeling that frightened them.

"None of you can stay. Everyone must go to the Upper Realm!"

Jun Wuxie's words left no room for discussion. He would send as many as he could.

No one could say how terrifying the torrent of the apocalypse would be in this era.

He couldn't guarantee that he could resist it, let alone protect everyone around him.

"Master, if you can take everyone from Bingyun Tower away, can you also take others away?"

This was what Jun Wuxie had always wanted to ask, although he knew the answer was likely no, he still wanted to ask.

Mu Ciyin slowly shook her head and said, "If I could, I wouldn't need you to ask. I would have already mentioned it, and perhaps you wouldn't have insisted on staying so much, but would have gone to the Upper Realm with me."

"Opening the passage between the Upper and Lower Realms is not easy. Taking a large number of people is even more difficult, especially from the Lower Realm to the Upper Realm, after all, they are worlds of different dimensions, universes of different levels..."

Mu Ciyin said that the more people she took to the Upper Realm, the stronger the suppression of the Upper Realm's order she would have to endure.

In short, it was impossible to take hundreds of thousands of people to the Upper Realm, but because the techniques cultivated by the people of Bingyun Tower were of the same origin as hers, and they had her blood flowing in their veins, she could take the entire sect to the Upper Realm.

"Before Master came to the Lower Realm, the three envoys you sent also said they wanted to take everyone from Bingyun Tower to the Upper Realm. If that's the case, could they do it?"

"They certainly couldn't do it on their own, but I would forcibly guide them at the node of the Upper Realm's world passage, enduring all the heavenly punishments of order to ensure they could successfully reach the Upper Realm."

"When will you leave?"

Jun Wuxie didn't dwell on the matter any longer. He had already had the answer in his heart.

"The sooner the better. I want to take them away immediately. The longer we stay, the more worried I am about Bingxin Pavilion. Furthermore, if those people learn of my departure, they might set up an ambush near the passage node. I have to be careful and not give those people enough time to prepare."

"Alright, you can follow your ancestor to the Upper Realm now."

"Husband, take care!"

Mu Xuelan hugged him tightly, tears streaming down her face.

"I will. Don't worry about me."

Jun Wuxie hugged Mu Xuelan, Mu Yunxi, and the Mu Yuning sisters one by one.

"We'll wait for you at Bingxin Pavilion in the Upper Realm!"

They were very reluctant to leave, wanting to stay, but they couldn't, fearing they would become his burden.

Going to the Upper Realm, they would have the protection of Bingxin Pavilion, a better cultivation environment, and become disciples of a powerful force, but this Lower Realm would fall into the torrent of the apocalypse and be swept by darkness.

They would be safe, but he would have to fight for survival in a desperate situation.

"Master, take them away."

Jun Wuxie said and turned his back.

Mu Ciyin waved her sleeve and swept everyone from Bingyun Tower into her inner world.

"Come back alive to see me. Without my permission, you are not allowed to die!"

After Mu Ciyin finished speaking, her body instantly turned into a shrinking point of light and disappeared into the main hall.

Hu!

Jun Wuxie turned around and took a deep breath.

The main hall, which had been full of figures, was now empty and silent, except for him and Ye Qingxue, who others could not see.

He walked out of the main hall to the edge of the cliff on the Bingyun Tower's main hall square, stood in the wind and snow, and looked out at the beautiful rivers and mountains.

Everything before him was so magnificent.

But he knew that these beautiful mountains and rivers were about to be devastated, and outside the imperial capital, it would become a land of smoke and war.

He stood here for a long time, Ye Qingxue always held his hand tightly, quietly accompanying him, without saying a word.

Two days later, Ling Qingyu and Jing Ya arrived.

"Bad seed, we're leaving..."

Ling Qingyu was a little reluctant to leave. She wanted to stay, but Aunt Jing firmly opposed it, insisting that she return to the Upper Realm.

"Little girl, your demon race's holy son Teng lineage has suffered heavy losses, and the death of the holy son may drive them crazy. When you return to the demon race, you need to be careful and prevent them from plotting against you."

"You should be worried about yourself, why are you worrying about me instead..." Ling Qingyu stared at him and said, "You will survive the torrent of the apocalypse, right?"

Jun Wuxie's lips trembled. Seeing Ling Qingyu's eyes become extremely nervous because of his hesitation, he then smiled easily, "What are you thinking? No matter how terrible the torrent of the apocalypse is, it can't bury me."

Ling Qingyu smiled and said, "Remember to come find me when you go to the Upper Realm in the future. I will protect you."

"Definitely."

Jun Wuxie smiled dumbly and handed her a small bottle, "This contains some of the origin power of those strong people from the holy son Teng lineage. It's perfect for your 【Myriad Source Dao Unification Art】."

Ling Qingyu took the bottle, held it tightly in her hand, stared at him, and said nothing more.

She looked at him like this for a long time, then suddenly turned and left.

Jing Ya didn't say a word and followed her away.

They quickly entered the demon race's secret land and arrived in front of the world passage.

The moment Ling Qingyu stepped into the passage, Jing Ya stopped.

"Aunt Jing?"

She looked at Jing Ya and said, "You..."

"Qingyu, remember his words. When you return to the demon race, you must always be cautious and prevent them from plotting against you."

"Aunt Jing, aren't you coming back to the Upper Realm with us?"

Ling Qingyu wanted to reach out and pull her, but the current world passage was already a one-way passage to the Upper Realm. Once she stepped in, she couldn't go back. Her hand couldn't reach out at all.

She was clearly right in front of her, within reach, but it was like there was an endless distance between them.

She was trying to walk back, but she couldn't resist the power of the world passage.

"Qingyu, don't worry, Aunt Jing will live and return to the Upper Realm, and your bad seed will also survive..."

A few tears welled up in Jing Ya's eyes as she watched Ling Qingyu's figure get further and further away, eventually disappearing into the world passage.

That world passage gradually shrunk, eventually turning into a black dot and disappearing.

...

When Jun Wuxie left Bingyun Tower in the Zhuxian Dynasty, Ye Qingxue also ended her days of accompaniment and returned to the Eternal Life Shrine's Zhenyu Tower.

Her departure made Jun Wuxie know that the torrent of the apocalypse was really coming.

Returning to the small courtyard in front of the Sect King Mountain, he saw Jing Ya at a glance and couldn't help but be stunned, "Aunt Jing, didn't you return to the Upper Realm with Qingyu?"

"Qingyu has returned. I stayed. I should be able to help you during the torrent of the apocalypse."

"Aunt Jing, why are you doing this?"

Jun Wuxie couldn't understand. Choosing to stay in the Lower Realm at this time, how much courage did it take?

This Saint-Emperor realm expert, a Seventh Heaven powerhouse in the Mythological Domain, had a bright future ahead, yet chose to stay and face the darkness.

Here, with the suppression of order, her cultivation realm offered her no advantage against the dark forces.

Although her talent growth potential was high, she was also wary of the erosion from the Dark Curse.

She possessed the soul of a Saint-Emperor, making her immune to the Dark Curse's direct attack on the soul, but facing the endless onslaught of the curse, she had to continuously expend her soul force to resist, which would eventually become unbearable.

"Returning now would only make me a target for that lineage, so I might as well stay in the lower realm."

"No, you're not just staying in the lower realm to face the darkness for that reason alone!"

Jun Wuxie didn't believe it, but he didn't press the issue.

Jing Ya remained silent, sitting at the stone table, quietly watching the distance, very peaceful.

Her choice to stay wasn't solely because she would be targeted upon her return. Who had Jing Ya ever feared?

She simply wanted to stay and protect Jun Wuxie when necessary, preventing him from dying in the cataclysmic torrent of the apocalypse.

This remarkably talented youth had unlimited potential and a close relationship with Qing Yu, possibly becoming the Yao race's mainstay in the great tribulation the Upper Realm would face in the future.

This concerned the rise and fall of the Yao race, so how could she not do her best to protect him?

In this era, all the heavens faced the crisis of annihilation, with the lower realm merely at the forefront of the destruction.

The apocalypse in the Upper Realm had not yet arrived, but that day would eventually come.

At that time, not to mention the Yao race, any powerful force could perish in the upheaval of the heavens and earth.

Now, she saw hope, though it was only a glimmer, and she couldn't be certain that Jun Wuxie would reach the pinnacle in the future, but she had to preserve this thread of hope no matter what.

In her heart, the hope that Jun Wuxie might bring to the Yao race was more reliable than all the strategies they had devised themselves. Once this young man reached the absolute peak, he would surely be as invincible in the Upper Realm as he was in the Lower Realm.

… …

In the following days, Jun Wuxie carefully inspected the formations of the imperial dynasty and the frontline defenses of the Emperor Beginning Star Region. He personally improved any areas he found unsatisfactory.

When he returned to Emperor Beginning Star, the atmosphere here had become extremely oppressive.

Throughout the imperial dynasty, everyone looked to the east.

In the direction where the sun should rise, they could no longer see the rising sun. If it weren't for the barrier of Emperor Beginning Star, this planet would have entered eternal night.

The sun was no longer visible, not because it had disappeared, but because a large amount of black energy had appeared in the eastern sky, condensing into clouds and continuously spreading.

Emperor Beginning Star stopped rotating, and the black clouds spread, covering the sky, and a dark aura swept across the heavens and earth.

A continent could be vaguely seen appearing in the eastern sky.

That continent seemed to exist independently in another space-time, with dark energy emanating from the end of that continent.

The void there was constantly distorted, and the overflowing dark energy increased over time.

"The cataclysmic torrent of the apocalypse has come…"

Everyone in the Immortal Execution Imperial Dynasty looked to the east. For several days, everyone's mood had become extremely heavy.

The other life-bearing ancient stars in the Emperor Beginning Star Region were also paying attention to the situation of Emperor Beginning Star.

The experts guarding the six frontline ancient stars all had solemn expressions. They completed their final deployments, and all the experts and cultivator legions gathered on the front lines, waiting in full battle array.

Ji Yinlan took over the supreme command of the imperial dynasty's Black Armored Army, and began deploying troops and assigning combat missions.

"This era will bury many heroes, leaving behind tearful and mournful dirges…" Jun Wuxie gazed at the east, his eyes unusually firm: "But I cannot let the heroes be buried forever. The heroes who die in battle in this era, as long as I live, you will eventually reappear in the world. In the future, you will follow me to fight against the darkness and kill our way to eternal clarity…"

He looked at the spatial artifact in his hand. These were the souls of the Black Armored Army and border troops who died in battle when resisting the Western Forest Army. He had gathered and preserved the souls of the soldiers back then.

Heroes should not sleep forever, they should not die like this!

He turned and left, entering the bronze secret chamber, and took out a large amount of semi-Saint level materials, quickly deducing the formation in his mind.

Immediately, he pointed his fingers and inscribed soul-gathering runes on the materials.

He wanted to create a soul-gathering formation to gather the souls of the fallen heroes on the land shrouded in darkness.

When the darkness is defeated and the cataclysmic torrent of the apocalypse has passed, he will go to the underworld, return the heroes' lifespans, awaken their dead souls, reshape their bodies, and return them to the world!

Their cultivation realms had not reached the semi-Saint level, and their souls had not condensed into primordial spirits. They could not be like cultivators who had cultivated primordial spirits, who could find opportunities to reshape their bodies as long as the primordial spirit's soul light did not extinguish.

Although their souls had been gathered by him, they were missing their memories and lifespans. He needed to go to the underworld to change certain rules in order to resurrect them.