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Unlike Su Hanyan who established the Su family and was obsessed with erasing Shui Yunqing's achievements and existence, although Lin Baiwei took over the bodies of the younger generation of geniuses in the Lin family time and time again, she always placed Lin Fanyin in a higher position than herself.

Every month, the Lin family goes to the ancestral temple to worship their ancestors and burn incense for Lin Fanyin and the other disciples of Tianyinfang who died in the great battle.

Lin Fanyin's portrait is also enshrined in the center of the ancestral hall.

The traditional Chinese painting techniques during the Ning Dynasty had reached a very advanced level, and the spirit of the people in the paintings was reproduced one-to-one.

When they saw the woman in blue standing shoulder to shoulder with Ye Wanlan, they cried with joy.

This familiar face, if it’s not Lin Fanyin, who else could it be?
Even before, the Lin family elders already knew that Lin Fanyin, like He Jia, had returned very early, but her condition was strange. She was not a living person, nor a soul, and she had no physical body to rely on.

The purpose of Ye Wanlan's retreat this time is to build physical bodies for Lin Fanyin and others, so that they can set foot on the ancient land of Shenzhou again.

But when they actually saw Lin Fanyin, the elders of the Lin family couldn't help but burst into tears.

Over the past three hundred years, the Lin family, under the leadership of Lin Baiwei, was the one that developed the best. However, they took the wrong path and lost too much.

If the messenger Miaoyin had not been tempting them, and if Lin Baiwei had not been so determined, then would this pair of sisters have been able to meet again today and fight together?

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs.

Lin Fanyin smiled faintly: "Everyone, I am with you."

In her hand was the Sun and Moon Ruyi Harp, and soft and leisurely music flowed under her fingertips.

The three piano sounds intertwined with each other without any rejection, but blended together perfectly.

But those who are proficient in heavenly music can hear that among these three piano sounds, Lin Fanyin is the one who is responsible for the leading role.

Lin Fanyin is worthy of being the most outstanding talent in the thousands of years of history of Tianyinfang. In the short few months since she returned to Shenzhou, she has created a new guqin piece.

This ancient guqin piece has both the fierceness and killing power of "Pozhen Music" and the softness and tranquility of "Ding Fengbo".

Ye Wanlan played the ancient harp, while Lin Qin played the dead wood dragon-song harp.

The three of them played at the same time, and the sound of the piano resounded and echoed between heaven and earth.

"Ho! Roar——"

The powerful piano sound, accompanied by the melodious flute sound, actually calmed the rioting beasts down until they returned to normal.

When the song ended, the pupils of all the beasts regained their clarity.

They seemed to know what had happened and bowed from afar in the direction of Ye Wanlan, Lin Fanyin and Lin Qin.

"Cousin!" Lin Qin was overjoyed and threw herself into Ye Wanlan's arms, choking with sobs, "Cousin, you finally came out!"

In fact, she was very scared.

She was afraid that she couldn't hold on, and she was also afraid that she would be unworthy of the title of the head of the Lin family and would not be able to protect the people standing behind her.

And the moment she saw Ye Wanlan, she suddenly possessed infinite strength, supporting her to continue playing.

"You did a great job, Qinqin." Ye Wanlan touched her head, "You are a qualified Lin family head, Fanyin, what do you think?"

Lin Fanyin smiled: "How could I not like someone that even Her Royal Highness the Princess approves of? I always believe in Her Royal Highness the Princess's judgment."

In just half a year, she has seen Lin Qin grow rapidly.

Lin Qin was originally just a 20-year-old young woman. People of her generation were still studying, but she had to support the entire Lin family.

Perhaps because she has never experienced any life-or-death crisis, her mind is not strong enough and she still has a long way to go.

But Lin Fanyin knew that the future of the world would ultimately belong to the younger generation.

Their glorious era has passed, becoming nothing more than a stroke in the history books.

“Greetings…Greetings to Master Fanyin!” Lin Qin knelt on one knee and clasped his hands together. “I will ask for your guidance in the future.”

"In the future?" Lin Fanyin was silent for a moment. She glanced at Ye Wanlan first, then spoke softly, "We'll talk about the future later. Hurry up and get up. You used up a lot of energy the night before. Adjust your breathing as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Master Fanyin." Lin Qin did not refuse. She sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.

"You all have worked hard today." Lin Fanyin raised her voice again, "I know you all have a lot to say, but why don't you sit down and take a rest first? We can talk about anything else later."

Lin Fanyin's appearance undoubtedly gave everyone reassurance.

Especially the children of the Lin family, each of them has increased their confidence and is full of fighting spirit.

The elder of the Lin family was all red-faced, and he said loudly, "Yes, Master!"

Even if I die tomorrow, this moment is worth it.

"Xiao Wan." Yan Tingfeng put away his flute and flew to Ye Wanlan's side.

He reached out and hugged her gently, then lowered his head and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Listen, I know everything." Ye Wanlan also raised his hand and stroked his back. "For Farouk, this is indeed the glory he has been pursuing all his life. I am proud and happy for him, but..."

She was indeed blaming herself.

If she hadn't taken Farouk away from Beilu, he wouldn't have died.

Yan Tingfeng paused and whispered, "He lives for his dream after all."

"I know." Ye Wanlan was silent for a moment, then said, "But I don't want this to be the outcome."

She would always rather sacrifice herself.

At this time, Chief Valentin staggered forward and called her: "Miss Ye... No, His Highness Yongning."

Ye Wanlan withdrew his thoughts and turned back.

In just a moment, this proud clan leader looked much older.

"You don't need to blame yourself, because what is cast in our hearts is always more important than life." Chief Valentin said slowly, "If we can create a unique weapon, then we will have no regrets even if we sacrifice our blood."

Ye Banglan was slightly startled.

"For Farouk, he is not dead, he is here." Patriarch Valentin added, "He is already an immortal 'spirit'."

Ye Wanlan suddenly looked towards the submarine, and the Dinghai Pearl was embedded in the front.

But the Dinghai Pearl at this moment was very different from before. It emitted a faint blue light, as if there was a vast ocean inside it.

If she were asked to say what the biggest difference was, it would be that Dinghaizhu had a soul and came alive.

Ye Wanlan stepped forward and murmured, "Mr. Farouk, congratulations, you are already the greatest caster ever."

As if it understood her words, the blue light in the Dinghai Pearl rolled up, like the sea opening its arms and happily beating the waves on the shore.

"Your Highness." Yue Zheng whispered, "Neither I nor the host felt any soul aura in the Dinghai Pearl. I'm afraid..."

Ye Wanlan fell silent. She didn't feel it either.

Even if only a little soul breath is left, one can use secret methods to gather the soul fragments scattered between heaven and earth and condense them again.

But if the soul aura disappears completely, it means that everything returns to chaos and there is no way to reunite.

Even though Ye Wanlan knew that this was a road that would inevitably lead to sacrifice, she still felt unbearable heartache.

Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow...how many more sacrifices will there be?

Ye Wanlan didn’t know.

But she knew she would keep going.

For China.

**
There was no damage during the Wanling Crazy Tribulation on the sixth day, and it was even smoother than the previous days.

The head of the Purge Execution Department stared at Ye Wanlan on the screen and asked, "Who is she? She shouldn't exist! Why didn't you get rid of her first?"

As the head of the department responsible for correcting various timelines, he could of course discover that Ye Wanlan should be dead!
It's totally unreasonable for her to appear at this time.

"It seems that quite a few people have been sent to clean her up." An employee replied somewhat embarrassedly, "But there are too few Punishers who can enter Earth-723."

The head of the Purge Execution Department frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about? We haven't closed down Earth 723!"

"Minister, this is what happened." Another employee said boldly, "Many Punishers were cleared out by others before entering Earth-723, including six time travelers and two time travelers."

The head of the Purge Execution Department had been in seclusion for a while and knew nothing about this matter. He couldn't help but take a breath and his voice trembled: "Who?!"

A time traveler, as the name suggests, is someone who can travel back and forth between the past, present, and future.

But the time traveler cannot change anything. No matter which point in time he travels to, he can only be a bystander.

Among ten thousand time judges, there is only one time traveler like this.

The time traveler is even better than the time traveler. Not only can he travel through the past, present and future, he can also travel between multiple worlds without being controlled by the Time Administration.

Time travelers are such powerful beings that if they were to go and eliminate a time criminal, it would be an easy task for them to do so.

Was he killed by someone else?
The person who could kill the Time Traveler... could he be the legendary Time Controller? !

The head of the Purge Execution Department couldn't help but gasp.

Of course he knew the Time Controller, but a being at this level would no longer care about worldly affairs, let alone kill people at will.

"It's... it's the Nine-Sky Goddess from Earth-9 that was rumored to be a hot topic in the bureau a while ago..." The third employee stammered, "She...she killed the two Time Travelers casually, which resulted in no Punisher daring to take the mission from Earth-723."

The head of the Purge Execution Department's voice changed: "Or just casually? Is she a time creator who is stronger than the controller? Where's the director?!"

"Director..." Several employees looked at each other and fell silent.

They also heard the gossip that was circulating wildly within the bureau. Given their status, how could they know the director's decisions?

Besides, no one knows whether the director is in the Time Management Bureau now.

The head of the Purge Execution Department took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, trembling with fear.

He had also heard about Earth-9, which was now completely out of the control of the Time Administration. In addition, there was also Earth-9.

And if Earth 723 successfully survives its last day, it will be out of the control of the Time Administration.

But the seven days of destruction have already started, and now they have no other choice but to sit here and wait quietly.

**
A temporary peace has arrived and everyone can take a breath.

But the damage caused in the previous six days cannot be recovered overnight.

"God created the world in seven days, and will destroy it in seven days." Ye Wanlan said slowly, "On the first day, God created light, so on the first day of the destruction of the world, light will be the first to disappear."

Yan Tingfeng said calmly: "If creating light makes one a god, then so are we."

The Penglai Mirror is still hanging high in the sky, providing a steady supply of heat and light to the world.

"Yeah, who says we are not gods?" Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows, "They worship gods, but we don't. In our Shenzhou, gods without any power are not worthy of being gods."

Rong Yu suddenly jumped up: "I know, so I just worship the God of Wealth!"

Rong Qi pushed him back with an expressionless face.

"From the perspective of the seven days of creation, the last day of the seven days of destruction will probably be the day when everything will be reset to zero." Ye Wanlan said, "But the master of the Tongtian Tower has not come out yet."

Everyone's expressions were slightly stern.

The Tower of Babel is still in a closed state. Not only the master of the Tower of Babel, but also the seven surviving angels under his command are not coming out.

“So, after the seven days of world destruction, there must be something waiting for us.” Ye Wanlan said, “We need to conserve our strength and absolutely cannot bring out all our cards.”

Everyone nodded slowly.

This is also the reason why Ye Wanlan did not let Hejia and others take action at the first time.

Because the Second War of Ten Thousand Armies has not yet arrived, even Ye Wanlan is not sure how the Second War of Ten Thousand Armies will come.

While they were talking, they heard the sound of wind and an extremely powerful master was coming towards them.

"Shh-"

Arriving before the others was the golden and silver mighty spear, which was extremely imposing.

Lin Fanyin laughed: "I didn't expect that Huo Shuai would come out first. I was making a bet with His Royal Highness Prince Yan to see who of you is faster."

After mobilizing the three ultimate forces of heaven and earth, yin and yang, and the five elements to penetrate the cast body, it will still take some time to adapt.

"Who did Sect Leader Fanyin choose?" Huo Jingyu also laughed, "It must be Brother Xie, but this time, I was indeed one step faster than Brother Xie."

He Jia raised his hand and held Huo Jingyu's shoulder: "Jingyu, welcome back."

When he was young, He Jia also served in the Shen Ce military camp for several years. He lived with Huo Jingyu and practiced Shen Ce spear skills together.

Neither of them is a talkative person, but they have established a deep friendship.

"Brother He." Huo Jingyu looked at him steadily, "Let's not keep the regrets left over from three hundred years ago this time."

He Jia nodded: "Of course."

Huo Jingyu turned around and knelt on one knee towards Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingfeng: "Huo is willing to conquer the world again for China."

The wind has risen, and it is unstoppable! (End of this chapter)