A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 1919: Will the glory of the Great Sun Sword Change Color?
If I die, don't grieve for me, send me off with joy.

These are Yuan’s original words.

Everyone decided to respect his words and were still talking and laughing at this moment. They didn't cry or shed tears like rain. They just felt much lower in a moment.

There was silence here for a long time.

"Is he dead?"

The God of Machines asked in a hoarse voice.

They have been friends for many years. They have studied and lived together since the humble days when the Immortal Sect did not yet have any Divine Transformation cultivators. They have experienced together the later period of the Sixth Generation of Ruling Wu's reign, and have gone through the various stages of the Immortal Sect's rise together, from the Nine Spirits Realm to the Jiaoming Realm, and then to the entire Ancient God Realm, and now they are eyeing the community of the Great Thousand World.

Just like the sixth generation of ruler Wu who passed away at Qingfeng University, is the era of the seventh generation of rulers also coming to an end?

Everyone couldn't suppress their sadness, but still kept their promise, trying their best to maintain a cheerful situation, and bid farewell to an old friend with laughter.

"do you died?"

"I do not know."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

When it comes to life and death, no matter who it is, someone else's or his own life and death, at such a moment, he inexplicably became much more indifferent and resolute.

From today onwards, are you going to support the Immortal Sect alone?

This situation of supporting the Immortal Sect alone might last for tens of thousands of years or even hundreds of thousands of years, until another genius who is as talented as Yuan rises up again, and only then can a political balance be formed again.

Having lost such a political check and balance, will I, who is always shrouded by the self-destructive sword instinct of the Sun, change the immortal sect?
Will the Xianmen become a one-man show, gradually undergo a qualitative change, and lose the original intention of Yuan, Cong, Wu and others in establishing the Xianmen?

do not know.

I do not know.

Jiang Ding thought calmly.

Many people noticed that in an instant, Da Ri Jian Zi lost a lot of his humanity.

In this world, is there a living being who is dedicated to the public, is pure and unchangeable, always sticks to his ideals, and is not moved by any interests?

In addition to myths and legends,

So far, the Immortal Sect has never discovered such a creature.

Intelligent creatures, especially humans, are a collection of emotions, current interests, trade-offs, and long-term future interests. They are complex and dynamically changing. Therefore, it is very necessary to have a balance of power. Survival and development are the irresistible instincts of every intelligent creature.

Even the Human Emperor who founded the Immortal Dynasty had this instinct.

Interests, emotions, systems, checks and balances, all of these are too important for an organizational entity to be lost.

"Jiang Ding,"

"Yuan, is he dead now?"

The God of Machines also underwent many changes in an instant, and asked again in a deep voice.

According to the legacy left by Yuan, in the future, he and many powerful immortals will form a new political structure, relying on the still very strong humanity and ideological and moral qualities of Dayi Jianzi to form a new political balance. This balance should be able to last for at least 100,000 years.

One hundred thousand years from now, it will be impossible to know.

Humans are fickle.

During these 100,000 years, we must do our utmost to discover and cultivate citizens who are capable of replacing the seventh generation of rulers!
"Nobody knows."

“He’s in a very special state right now.”

Jiang Ding thought for a while, and said in words that these Hedao Divine Lords could understand: "The so-called transformation from the mortal world is to die first and then be reborn, to experience a thorough death, and then to be reborn again. In this process, even for me, there is no absolute certainty of resurrection."

"In history, there are many outstanding geniuses who appear once every tens of millions of years in the world. They are extremely talented in all aspects, but they still die in the process of metamorphosis."

“This is not an isolated case, this is a lot.”

“Often, many such peerless geniuses die, and only from the corpses of these peerless geniuses can the founder of an immortal sect who dominates the world be born.”

"So, I don't know whether he is dead or not."

"Just wait now."

"wait?"

Shen Ji Shen Jun took a deep breath and stopped talking. At this moment, he felt the huge pressure from Yuan.

Talking with such a terrifying creature, even if this creature does not have any pressure, and is even his friendly younger generation, with a deep emotional foundation, he still feels tremendous pressure all the time, just like facing a black hole of terrifying mass, which the creature is naturally afraid of.

In the past, there was something far ahead and I didn’t feel anything.

Now, Lord Shenji himself is the highest one, and he suddenly feels countless variables and countless terrible possibilities emerging in his sea of ​​consciousness, and his heart is in a mess.

Really.

At this moment, having lost Yuan's immortal sect, they can only rely on emotions to maintain the political situation in the face of Da Ri Jian Zi. Apart from that, they have nothing else to rely on.

It's quiet here.

Everyone waited silently, waited silently.

After waiting for three full years, there was still no change and the dark clouds of heavenly calamity were still there.

At some point, the dark clouds gradually dispersed.

The starlight shines on the earth and the stars in the universe. There is no more heavy pressure from the heavenly calamity. All peace has returned here, with only a few remaining traces.

"Far……"

The eyes of the God of Shenji and the God of Wanji went dark and they couldn't help but feel sad.

From Yuan to Cong, and then to Wu, another generation of rulers who made great contributions to the immortal sect died. It marked the end of an era and the beginning of a new era.

"Now,"

"Begin the election of a provisional government,"

"The previous ruling generation nominated Shen Ji to participate in politics. Please cast your votes. A general assembly of all citizens will be held in three years to vote..."

The voice of the central array spirit computer sounded as expected.

"Agree."

Jiang Ding voted silently.

Yuan had discussed this matter with him and obtained his support and commitment, and used the Sword Heart and Sword Soul Oath to ensure that the civil politics in the post-Yuan era would continue, rather than becoming a special immortal sect with the ancestor being the only one in power.

When it comes to politics, the elder doesn't fully trust anyone.

"Agree."

"Agree."

"..."

The eight major politicians of the Immortal Sect are all here, casting their votes one after another. At this moment, there is no struggle for power, and the citizens are still united.

"The votes in favor and against are eight to zero."

"Resolution passed."

"Shen Ji Shen Jun has been elected as the interim ruler of Xianmen. Please hold a citizens' assembly within three years to vote again to elect a new ruler of Xianmen. The current level one martial law order has been issued. All levels of deep space fleets, internal fleets, ground forces, and all Xianmen agencies are requested to enter a level one emergency state..."

The voice of the central spirit computer was still cold and merciless as it passed resolutions one by one.

Such things have happened seven times in its database. Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner according to rules and regulations, and it is ready to suppress internal and external enemies that appear at this moment of transition from the old to the new.

An old glory era has passed.

Is a new era coming?

"I, swear,"

"from now on……"

The God of Machines had a wooden expression on his face and recited in a hoarse voice.

"and many more!"

"There is a situation!"

Jiang Ding suddenly interrupted all this. The terrifying and silent pressure spread in all directions, solidifying the time of the entire world. He scanned the surroundings frantically, searching for something.

(End of this chapter)