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Chapter 1615 Resentment and Hope

The sky, the earth, and the universe gradually returned to calm.

The planet, which was shaking continuously and almost shattered, gradually stabilized, leaving only a devastated starry sky.

The moon of the blue planet is missing two-thirds of its original size and is about to fall to the ground, triggering another round of ecological disasters.
Mars, Jupiter and other planets were shattered, the Xiandao Industrial Zone was severely damaged, the planetary landscape was permanently changed, and there was a mass extinction of plants and animals;
There are also many blue star mother planets covered by formations. Volcanoes are erupting continuously. Mountains and rivers are undulating. Peaks are raised and sunken, turning into deep valleys. The earth is constantly shattered...

The entire solar system has been permanently changed!

Fortunately, everything calmed down, and the Xianmen, just like the countless life and death disasters it had experienced in history, once again achieved victory with great difficulty.

"Victory..."

Yuan's eyes were a little moist, and he stretched out his trembling hands to catch the black gold flying sword flying from afar.

His body sank suddenly and his arm bones were almost broken. Even though he was in control of the entire Central Group Fleet, he couldn't bear it for a moment and it took him a long time to recover.

This three-foot-long flying sword may look small, but its mass is comparable to that of a cosmic black hole!
Just by the sheer weight, many small worlds will be crushed, the walls of the world will be broken, the mountains will collapse, the earth's crust will shatter, and mass extinction of all life will occur. It will take who knows how many tens of thousands of years for the surface ecology to recover.

In the past, such a terrifying flying sword, in the hands of its sword master, was as light as a feather and could easily reach speeds close to the speed of light, destroying the world with ease.

"The individual strong men of the immortal way are really terrifying..."

Yuan took a deep breath.

His soul connected with the collective will of the fleet's citizens and produced a series of spiritual consciousness radar waves, carefully scanning everything on the Xuanjin Flying Sword, especially focusing on finding the source of life on the flying sword.

The True Lord of Shenji, the True Lord of Wanji, the True Lord of Mie Ri and others watched nervously.

After a long time.

"Alive."

Yuan exhaled lightly and smiled: "Just as we expected back then, the Great Sun Sword Master is tougher than a cockroach. As long as he can win the sword fight and as long as his natal flying sword is still there, it will be difficult for him to die."

"His flying sword contains a complete set of life cells, so recovery should not be a problem."

“Even if no one cares about him and he is thrown anywhere in the Immortal Universe, he can absorb and transform the chaos and recover himself.

However, this kind of natural recovery may take tens of thousands of years, or even twenty thousand years. After all, the injury is so severe that the entire body has turned to ash..."

"Hahaha!"

"I told you, it's okay..."

The True Lord of Mie Ri laughed loudly.

The immortal monks around all smiled and felt completely at ease.

The Great Sun Sword Master is not dead.

As long as the Lord of the Sun Sword is not dead, the Immortal Gate will be worry-free. Even if the mother planet is destroyed and the Immortal Industrial Park becomes ruins, as long as people are still there, everything can be rebuilt and everything can be restored to its original state.

Surrounded by the crowd, he carefully placed the Great Sun Fairy Golden Flying Sword on the highest-level healing ship of the Central Army Group Fleet, using the power of the entire Central Army Group Fleet to nourish it and treat it.

"The mother planet is damaged. This is all we can do for now."

"Based on the current conditions, it is estimated that he will need about 8,000 years to fully recover. However, once the healing formation on the mother planet is restored, it should speed up the process by several thousand years..."

Yuan calculated silently for a moment and told everyone the result.

Everyone handled the battlefield matters rationally. They looked back at their home planet and saw piles of citizens' bodies with their blood dried up, piled up like mountains. Waves of uncontrollable grief welled up in their hearts.

tragic.

Too tragic!

The Immortal Sect had never suffered such horrific casualties. The number of citizens directly killed in the battle reached more than 3 trillion, spread across the nine planets in the solar system and in various space formations and secret realms. The corpses almost covered the entire planet.

Today is the day when the Blue Star civilization suffered the heaviest casualties in a single battle.

Endless grief and sorrow appeared in the hearts of the officers and soldiers of the Central Group Fleet. Many of them had red and swollen eyes, and couldn't help but shed tears. They sobbed, and the immortal cultivators could not control their hearts either.

Trillions of dead and injured.

What is this light number in the report?
They are their fathers and mothers, their brothers and sisters, their children, their close friends, and their lovers...

How can these deaths and injuries be just cold numbers?
"My children, I am sorry..."

Wanji Zhenzun opened his mouth, but in the end he remained speechless and silent.

He had experienced such a period, when the Immortal Sect was ruled by the Xuanwu Palace and invaded the Mother Planet by the Sun Sword Pavilion. At that time, many relatives left like this. It was not that he stood aside and comforted them from a high position. But it was precisely because he had experienced the departure of these relatives that he knew more that words of comfort could not change anything, and could not make people feel much better. He could only wait for the passage of time and gradually adapt to everything.

Every immortal cultivator from ancient times must have experienced all the sorrows of the world.

"This disaster... is my fault."

"As the ruler of the Immortal Sect, I failed to discover the danger on the Mother Planet. It is all my fault."

Yuan was silent for a long time, and then said, "When the political situation stabilizes, I will resign from the position of Immortal Sect and leave it to a more suitable citizen. I am incompetent, so please punish me."

He bowed deeply and apologized to the dead and the living.

"You don't have to."

“It’s not the ruling party’s fault.”

Many citizens were saddened, but waved their hands to stop him.

"We do have resentment in our hearts. This is an uncontrollable instinct in our hearts. People always want to find someone to blame. This is a weakness of human nature. You don't have to mind..."

A monk with red and swollen eyes sighed.

He had lost both his parents and didn't want to say much. He just stared into the distance in a daze.

"It's not your fault, Yuan."

"This is because the Immortal Sect is constantly expanding and time is constantly passing. It will definitely attract the attention of increasingly powerful enemies and will inevitably lead to terrible disasters."

Shen Ji Zhen Zun sighed and said, "The enemy has mastered immortal science and technology that far exceeds ours, so how can we not be in trouble?"

"How can we prevent it by being cautious?"

"If we can deal with everything with caution, why do we need to develop immortal science and technology at all costs?"

"It's normal for everyone to have resentment and sadness in their hearts, you don't have to mind it."

"it's not your fault……"

Everyone tried to persuade and sigh.

With such mutual comfort, many people felt better.

In this world, even if you lose your loved ones, you still have the citizens around you to rely on each other, grow together, and spend the future of your life.

Let's work together to restore and build the Immortal Gate so that future generations will not suffer from the current disaster.

"The most urgent task is to continue restarting the central array spirit computer!"

"Post-war construction can be slow."

Wanji Zhenzun said in a deep voice: "Although the old bastard Gushen was killed by the Great Sun Sword Master, the hidden hand he left in the central array spirit computer is still there, and it may explode at any time."

"To be on the safe side, it's better to restart and reinstall the system."

"indeed."

"Can't take the risk..."

This is a mature and prudent strategy, and everyone agrees with it.

Yuan immediately used his ruling authority to issue an order to forcibly restart the central array spirit. This time it went smoothly without encountering any obstacles. The blazing data fire once again appeared on the sacred tree Futian Banyan, and the blue flames of destruction were reflected on the faces of all the citizens of Xianmen.

Suddenly, the data fire paused and then went out again.

Everyone's hair stood on end, they were startled and looked into the distance.

The ancient god master is not dead?
"Everyone,"

"There's good news."

Yuan showed a complicated and incomprehensible expression.

"There are still more than one trillion citizens alive, existing inside the Central Array Spirit Computer... Their souls have the aura of the Ancient Gods, and their lives are closely connected to the current version of the Central Array Spirit Computer."

"Once it restarts, they will die."

(End of this chapter)