Chapter 776: The Heaven's Awakening

The azure flames, like burning starlight, shuttled through the overwhelming golden light.

At first it was small and fragile, like the light of a firefly.

But in a short period of time, it expanded rapidly and opened up a territory of its own in the vast golden light.

The blue flame was clearly reflected in the Night Emperor’s golden eyes.

Her heart was in turmoil and full of disbelief, and she even wondered for a moment whether she was in a dream.

Because she clearly felt that these dreamlike flames contained an extremely strong aura - it was exactly the unique Taoist meaning that Gu Xu had in the past.

"Is this an illusion before I die?" She couldn't help but think, "He has been dead for many years, why can I still feel his presence in the flames?"

Just as she was thinking this, blue flames suddenly dispelled all the golden light around her and gently wrapped her body.

The flame is dazzling.

However, when she touched it, she did not feel any burning sensation, but instead a cool and comfortable feeling, as if she was soaking in cool sea water on a hot summer day.

She watched silently as the flames slowly flowed into her wounds, repairing the broken dragon scales and ruptured meridians.

The weakness and pain quickly dissipated, and she clearly felt her strength surging back as if time was flowing backwards, and her body quickly recovered to its peak condition.

"Gu Xu..."

She called the man's name softly, and a very bold guess flashed through her mind.

When the injuries were completely healed, the black dragon, wrapped in blue flames, rose from the ground again, like an ancient and majestic god.

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The blue flames slowly swept across the scarred bodies of Xu Man and Wang Jian.

Their souls were already shattered and scattered without a trace, and there was no possibility of them existing anymore.

However, this flame seemed to contain a mysterious power, as if it could penetrate time and space, manipulate cause and effect, and in the passing of time, retrieve the fragments of their souls bit by bit, and sew them up as delicately as needle and thread.

After a moment, their bodies returned to normal and they opened their eyes.

Looking at the blue flames swallowing up the golden light bit by bit and gradually occupying the entire sky, and feeling the familiar breath in it, they widened their eyes, their expressions were dazed, and they just felt it was unbelievable.

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The blue flames swirled around Zhao Changying's body, surging towards his wounds and chest like a tide. His sunken sternum slowly recovered, his ruptured meridians reconnected as if newly born, and even his dry breath gradually became surging and powerful.

At the same time, the silver light scattered in the air gathered little by little and condensed into shape again under the guidance of the blue flame.

In a moment, the spear that had been shattered appeared intact in the flames, still emitting a sharp aura.

Zhao Changying stared at the spear in amazement, feeling the warm and strange breath of the flame, and then he held it tightly.

He knew very well how terrifying Tai Shang Haotian's power was just now.

As a True Lord, he has a long lifespan and can hardly be harmed by ordinary forces.

But he suffered such a serious trauma——

The damage at the rule level almost caused his body to completely collapse, and even a powerful weapon like the spear was completely annihilated in the sense of the rules.

Normally, this damage should be irreversible.

However, the blue flame restored everything to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Of all the people he knew, only one had the power to bend the rules and control time and cause and effect.

"Are you back?" He raised his head, looked at the boundless sky, and said silently in his heart.

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The blue flame quietly came to Zhao Yan.

Like a lively stream, it gently penetrated her skin and slowly flowed into her body. The broken meridians gradually healed under this mysterious power, the scattered true essence re-condensed, and even the nearly exhausted breath was ignited.

The wounds disappeared and the blood faded.

Her dying face was radiant again, white and rosy, full of life and energy.

Not far away, the "Yi Zhang Wei" that was broken into two pieces lay quietly on the ground, with blue flames wrapped around it like silk threads, slowly pulling up the broken gun body.

There were dots of fluorescent light flickering at the fracture, like bright stars in the night sky.

After a moment, the spear returned to its original state.

But the blue flame did not completely go away.

A tiny flame remained, flickering gently, lying quietly in Zhao Yan's palm.

Zhao Yan sat up slowly, looked down at her intact hands, then shifted her gaze to the dancing flames in her palms, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

She gently held up the flame, brought it close to her cheek, and felt the familiar breath of Tao within.

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"I never thought that I would see you again in my lifetime..."

"I really miss you...I miss you so much..."

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Zhaoling Mausoleum.

The blue flames flowed upstream along the Luo River and rushed here.

The entire mausoleum has been reduced to ruins.

The red-walled and golden-tiled halls of worship and sleeping quarters, the towering and solemn stele towers inscribed with sacred merits and virtues, and even the funnel-shaped burial mounds, seemed to have been wiped off the earth by an invisible giant hand, completely disappearing without a trace.

The blue flame wandered silently among the ruins. It seemed to have no interest in repairing everything, but it was quietly searching for something among the ruins.

Suddenly, the flames jumped up, and a vague figure emerged in the flames, which gradually became clearer. The tomb keepers who had been silently annihilated in the golden light, without even leaving their bodies, appeared one by one in the flames.

Li Yun was also among them.

He walked out slowly from the blue flames, looked down at his intact body and his hands as white as before, his heart in a trance.

Just now, he seemed to have experienced a long dream, but at this moment he suddenly woke up from the dream.

"What on earth is going on? Am I not already dead?"

He muttered to himself, his eyes wandering, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Just as he was confused, a voice suddenly came from the blue flame:
"The Thunder Sound Sword Technique is well practiced."

The voice was plain, but it carried a hint of familiarity, as if it struck directly into the depths of his soul.

Li Yun's mind was in great fluctuations. This voice quietly overlapped with a voice deep in his memory, instantly making him emotionally agitated and almost unable to breathe.

"The late emperor?"

He stared at the remains of the mausoleum before him and muttered in a trembling voice.

Is this the late emperor appearing?

Could it be that he came to the world to save all living beings because he saw that the wilderness was facing a catastrophe?

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a moment ago.

Gu Xu sat quietly in the white world formed by his thoughts, closing his eyes to practice.

Although he has died over the years, his will has never faded. He has already built nine hells in the netherworld, and the next step is to find the entrance to Guixu.


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