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The day it was all over, it looked no different than usual.

If I have to say it, it seems that the sky is a little clearer than usual, and the wind is a little lighter than usual.

Returning to the surface also looks like business as usual, as if the day is no big deal and will pass soon.

It's just that his hands are always clenched unconsciously.

Seeing this, Gong Wunian promised him over and over again that there would be no accidents, and that when the matter was resolved, he would take him out for a few days.

No matter what he said, it made Little Shitou Jing look better.

Gong Wunian rubbed his face several times before dragging him away from Dongyu, towards the evil abyss.

When they arrived, they found that many people had already gathered there.

Hu Xuan Aofeng was there, Shen Lan Xuanying was there, the seven elders on Lanke Mountain were there, as well as the prime minister, all tribes of Yaochuan, cultivators of the human race, and even people from Yunshizhou.

Those who came and those who didn't come, are here now.

Seeing the two people coming, the crowd consciously parted ways.

Gong Wunian and Chong Gui walked over.

The seven elders of Ronke Mountain—the former seven old gods stood there waiting for them.

When they saw Gong Wunian, they still bowed and saluted as before when Gong Wunian brought them back to Lanke Mountain.

"Master."

They have called Master many times, and this one is no different from the past.

9 years ago, Gong Wunian was the first to discover the resentful spirits in the Abyss of Evil. At that time, the seven of them were on one side of the world, and it was Gong Wunian who brought them together.

It was Gong Wunian, who was the first to offer sacrifice to Evil Jiyuan.

It is still Gong Wunian who has gone through 9 years of catastrophe in the world to recreate a god.

He deserved the honor of master in the past, and he deserves it even more now.

Gong Wunian glanced around slowly, and said with a smile: "It's rare that this Heijiyuan is so lively."

He patted back to make sure his mood was stable, and then he turned and said to the seven old gods headed by Mo Tingchan, "Then let's start."

Hu Xuan pulled Chong Gui aside.

Gong Wunian's position didn't move, and the seven old gods flashed and surrounded Ejiyuan.

The so-called art of reincarnation, what they can do today is actually not complicated.

It's just to activate the formation.

The real difficulty is that they sacrificed one after another back then, while suppressing the vengeful spirits in the Abyss of Evil, they perfected the formation bit by bit. The difficulty is that they waited 9 years for the last god.

Now, it's all over.

When the power of the old gods was injected into the formation, a layer of golden light slowly rose from the deepest part of the black mist-shrouded Abyss of Evil, and the wind blew up, shaking people's clothes. Miserable, rampant within the formation, but the trapped beast is still fighting, wasting effort.

The golden light in the samsara formation shot straight into the sky, except where the light energy shrouded, the sky and the earth dimmed instantly.

All those present looked up in silence, only to see that the highest part of the sky shrouded in golden light gradually formed a huge vortex.

The evil abyss is facing the vortex above, and they are connected by a channel surrounded by golden light. The rampant wraiths began to float upwards uncontrollably. At first, there were a few sporadic ones, but they disappeared in an instant when they were sucked into the vortex. After disappearing, the vortex spun faster and faster, and the sky became darker and darker. Only the golden beam of light burst into the world, which was extremely dazzling.

The evil spirits deposited in the Abyss of Evil for 9 years began to be swept away by the vortex, and the wailing sound that echoed in the Abyss of Evil for 9 years gradually became smaller.

This process lasted about a day and a night.

During this time no one left, no one even moved.All the people present are witnesses of this miracle.

After the last grievance was sucked into the vortex, the world suddenly cleared up.

The wind stops, the sound is silent.

The glare of the sun filled the abyss of evil in an instant.

9 years ago, a meteorite brought evil spirits down from the sky.

The misfortune has been so far, and it will end here.

-End of the full text·Hou Yan·December 2021, 12-

The author says:

Don't go away, there will be sporadic episodes in the follow-up, as well as the author's thoughts.