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Chapter 334, Gods, please help the bronze axe sharpen its blade!
Seeing the many imprisoned demigods attacking the Eight-horned Beard demigod mercilessly, punching him hard in the flesh, Lu Yue took the opportunity to leave and ran towards the mass grave.

Again, the time is not right yet.

Now is not the right time to rescue these demigods.

After passing through the pyramid area, Lu Yue walked for a long time.

Finally... he saw rolling mountains in the distance.

However, when he got closer and took a look, his scalp suddenly went numb.

This is not a continuous mountain range at all.

It was clearly a towering mountain of corpses!

Thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands? ! !
You have to know that in the lower world, demigods are at the top.

But now... their bodies were piled up before my eyes.

Just like waste and garbage thrown away at random, no one cares.

These discarded corpses included both men and women. Without exception, their bones had been extracted, and their empty eye sockets still contained the struggle and pain before death.

They died with their eyes wide open!!!

The further you go in, the dimmer the light becomes.

The biting cold felt like a sharp knife scraping against the skin and was extremely painful.

The corpses of the demigods here are getting older and older, so old that some have turned into living fossils. With just the slightest touch, they turn into dust and disappear between heaven and earth.

Under the erosion of time, nothing can last forever.

Even the corpse of a demigod.

Lu Yue took out the bronze axe and, guided by it, came to a pile of corpses.

The bronze axe's vibration frequency increased.

When Lu Yue saw the corpses clearly, his eyes suddenly focused.

These are actually the gods and Buddhas in folk legends.

There is Zhurong, whose whole body is red, like the incarnation of fire; Xingtian, who is headless but still unyielding, standing tall like a mountain; Kuafu, who chases the sun; Houyi, who holds a broken bow and arrow and once shot down nine suns...

This is the demigod’s tomb that Peng Zu mentioned before.

Soon, Lu Yue also saw the dried and blurred handwriting left by the demigods in these myths and legends that Peng Zu had seen in the past.

"We have failed. If you in the future mistakenly reach the end and have a chance to leave here, please remember to keep her alive no matter what the cost."

"If... things are doomed to be unchangeable, please tell her to escape, to keep escaping, and to thank her for everything she has done for us..."

At this moment, the bronze axe's wail became more and more mournful.

It seemed as if there was a deep resonance in the soul with the gods and Buddhas present.

"It's... the younger generation from our world... who has arrived..."

From the mountain of corpses, came a voice full of the vicissitudes of life.

The next second, the mountain of corpses in front of him began to move strangely.

Body parts rolled and bodies shifted.

Lu Yue was shocked, thinking that there had been a zombie, and he turned and ran without hesitation.

After all, this is the tomb of hundreds of thousands, or even millions of demigods.

No one knows what kind of terrifying existence will be born.

But after running a few steps, a voice came from the mountain of corpses again, like a kind old man gently comforting: "Don't be afraid, young man... We won't harm you..."

Lu Yue then stopped and looked around nervously, and found that everything had returned to normal and the gods who had died long ago did not turn into zombies.

After a little thought, Lu Yue realized that this might be the purpose of the bronze axe.

"My dear seniors, it is the bronze axe in my hand that brought me here."

"Are you guys OK?"

Lu Yue's voice echoed in the silent mass grave.

After waiting for a long time without receiving an answer, Lu Yue continued to ask, until a few minutes later, a voice came from the mountain of corpses in front of him: "We have fallen for too long... Young man, please tell me first... Is our world okay?"

Lu Yue thought about it and briefly recounted the current situation in the world.

Then he asked again: "Senior, what is your current situation..."

Lu Yue felt a little strange, because he could clearly sense that the famous gods and Buddhas in the myths and historical legends before him were already dead, and unlike the demigods who were resurrected on the bone train, they showed no signs of revival.

The voices of the gods were heard from the mountain of corpses.

"We are indeed dead, but because of our strong obsession before death, a new consciousness was born. For so many years, we have been hiding and sleeping. Only when the descendants of our world come here, will our consciousness awaken..."

Obsession?

Isn't this almost like a ghost?

Perhaps seeing Lu Yue’s confusion, the gods began to explain.

A few minutes later, Lu Yue understood everything.

The reason why ghosts in the real world are revived is because of the source energy.

And because these demigods had taken the path to becoming gods brought by Zhang Yaling, they had strong obsessions after death, but they had no source energy, so they did not turn into ghosts, but into another form... ideology.

I have to say that Zhang Yaling’s method of becoming a god is indeed unique.

However, the chance of this ideology reviving is much lower than that of ghosts reviving, and only after the death of a demigod will there be a chance for it to revive in such a form.

"Dear seniors, what is your obsession? Can I help you?"

After all, we come from the same world, so I’d be happy to help if I can.

The gods expressed their final obsession: "Thank you, young man. Our obsession is to bury the bodies in our home world and take one last look at our hometown..."

This is so easy and straightforward.

Lu Yue agreed immediately and started chatting with the consciousness of the gods in front of him.

Because it was the first time in thousands of years that the gods saw someone from their hometown.

When the fellow sees the fellow, tears well up.

Both sides had endless things to say.

"By the way, Senior, what happened after you entered here?"

After Lu Yue finished speaking, the gods in the mountain of corpses began to recall the past.

In order to fight against the invasion of the underworld, they chose to enter the end of the underworld.

But after entering, I found that the horror of the underworld was far beyond my imagination.

The power that the underworld deploys in their world is just the tip of the iceberg.

"We still failed. We fell into the hands of the underworld."

"Those demigods of the underworld chose to leave after searching the entire world and failing to find the cornerstone of the world. Because if the lower world loses the cornerstone of the world, if they don't leave, they will be destroyed along with our world."

"Then they started to torture us, trying to force us to tell them the whereabouts of the cornerstone of the world."

"They tore apart our divine bones, drained our divine blood, and tortured our souls... until we died completely and our bodies were thrown here..."

Lu Yue felt a chill in his heart.

It is hard to imagine what kind of pain and torture these gods and Buddhas suffered back then.

Obviously, these gods and Buddhas never revealed the whereabouts of the cornerstone of the world until their death.

The gods in the mountain of corpses continued, "Although we failed, the underworld's conspiracy did not succeed. Our world is still alive. The underworld could never have dreamed that the cornerstone of the world is still in our world."

"Because we have broken it into pieces..."

Smash?!
Lu Yue had a strange expression.

Just now they said that this is the cornerstone that supports the underlying world.

Wouldn't it mean the end of the world if it was broken?!
"We break the foundation stone of the world and let the fragments integrate into everyone's body, becoming one with the destiny of mankind and passing it down from generation to generation. The foundation stone of the world carries everything in the world, and we humans who carry the fragments of the foundation stone carry the future of the world."

“When the day comes that cannot be changed, as long as there is one person left alive, our world will have new hope, and our civilization will continue.”

"This process will be very slow, perhaps tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years..."

“Each of us is a cornerstone of the world’s development.”

“This is the method that being brought us.”

"As long as the fire of civilization is not extinguished, the world will never be extinguished."

After listening to this, Lu Yue was deeply shocked.

I didn’t expect that these demigods had already considered the worst-case scenario.

He naturally knew that the person the other party was talking about was Zhang Yaling.

Thinking that the gods of that era had the longest contact with Zhang Yaling and knew Zhang Yaling's existence best, Lu Yue hurriedly asked about Zhang Yaling's identity.

The gods paused and said, "She came with the blood moon. Her mission was to save the ancient tree that withered because of the blood moon, but she accidentally created a being more terrifying than the blood moon. She has been trying to stop that terrifying being..."

"She has been to countless worlds invaded by the underworld, trying to save those worlds. She has given everything for this, but has failed again and again..." "The life of an ordinary person is very short, from birth to death it is only a hundred years."

"But she dedicated an ordinary life to every world."

"The past she's been through is far more traumatic than we could have imagined."

"The responsibility she bears is a million times heavier than the foundation of the world..."

After listening to this, Lu Yue felt mixed emotions.

He could never have imagined that Zhang Yaling's past had so many stories.

The Lord of the Underworld was actually created by Zhang Yaling accidentally.

In order to make up for this mistake, Zhang Yaling traveled through countless worlds.

It consumes the lives of countless ordinary people.

Witnessed the annihilation of countless lower-class worlds.

How strong a psychological endurance does it take for her to continue to support herself in saving the next world? ! ! ! !
Lu Yue sighed and then stated the purpose of his visit.

And it shows that this is the only chance to kill the Lord of the Underworld.

After hearing that Lu Yue’s mission was to kill the Lord of the Underworld, the gods fell silent.

"Young man, do you know the origin of the bronze axe in your hand?"

Lu Yue shook his head and admitted that he only knew that it was built by Emperor Xin.

"Our world is very special. That being once told us that the ancient tree placed its hopes on our world, believing that our world would give birth to a miracle. As the cornerstone of the world that carries miracles, it is naturally also a miracle."

"Before we headed to the end of the underworld, we smashed the foundation stone of the world and found a piece of metal inside. This is the prototype of the bronze axe in your hand."

"The bronze axe in your hand is not in its complete form. Its upper limit depends on the material used to sharpen it. The one who forged it back then used the country's fortune to sharpen it, but he could only bring out a small part of the weapon's potential."

"Now...it needs a whetstone to be re-sharpened."

After hearing this, Lu Yue expressed his approval.

But he tried various methods, but to no avail.

"Senior, do you have any way to make it sharpen?"

"We have been dead for thousands of years. Although we are still alive in this form, the power from the demigod has long since dissipated..."

Lu Yue felt a little regretful. It seemed that he had to find another way.

However, the voices of the gods were heard from the mountain of corpses: "Although we have lost everything, we still have corpses that have not completely decayed when we were alive. We can use our corpses to sharpen the blade..."

Lu Yue suddenly looked up at the mountain of corpses. He didn't expect that these dead gods and Buddhas were planning to consume their own bodies to sharpen the bronze axe.

This is simply “crushing one’s own corpse to dust”!!!
"Senior, you..."

Before Lu Yue could finish his words, the mountain of corpses shook violently.

"Our bones have been stripped, our divine blood has been drained, our souls have been annihilated, but our faith can never be destroyed by the underworld."

"Our world is suffering right now, being invaded by the underworld for the second time."

"Please let us do one last thing for our home world."

"Young man, we will use our corpses... to open the way for you!!!"

boom!
The bronze axe in Lu Yue's hand flew out with a whoosh.

Straight onto the mountain of corpses.

Those dead gods and Buddhas used their mutilated bodies as whetstones to sharpen it.

Thousands of years ago, the gods and Buddhas of this world stepped into the end of the underworld in order to resist the underworld and save the world, and eventually died on the battlefield and were buried in a foreign land.

Thousands of years later, they used their own bodies to sharpen the weapons of later generations. For the future of the world, they continued to fight and gave their all.

Whoohoo!
The mountain of corpses began to shrink rapidly, and the originally peaceful surroundings were stirred up by gusts of wind and waves, carrying the ashes of the gods' corpses that had been ground into powder and scattering them across the sky.

Lu Yue saw the rusty bronze axe burst into golden light.

However, it is only a corner.

The gods had been dead for too long. Their bones had been stripped away, their blood had been drained, their souls had been annihilated, and they were left with nothing but their withered corpses.

Even if all the corpses were used up, it would still be impossible to fully sharpen the blade.

The weak and unwilling voices of the gods came from the mountain of corpses.

"It seems that even if we use up all our bodies, we still won't be able to open the front..."

“We still failed.”

"No...we still have something to use as a whetstone."

"what?"

"Our consciousness!!"

The next second, the gods in the mountain of corpses let out their final cry.

"As long as our world is safe and sound, even if we are buried in a foreign land and never see our hometown again, it doesn't matter. Everyone, let us devote all our consciousness and use our consciousness to become a grindstone... to sharpen it!!!"

“Open the front!!!”

“Open the front!!!”

At the last moment, the gods had to force their way forward even at the risk of their consciousness dissipating.

It was the last thing they could do for their world.

This scene shocked Lu Yue to the extreme.

He subconsciously wanted to stop it all.

The gods of that generation thousands of years ago have given too much to this world. Now they have managed to survive in the form of obsession, hoping that their bodies can be buried in their hometown so that they can take one last look at their hometown. But now they have to give up their obsession.

At the critical moment, a faint voice came from afar.

"My fellow demigods from the unknown world, the consciousness you revived after death is too weak. Even if you forcibly erase your consciousness, you will not be able to sharpen that weapon."

That was... another mountain of corpses.

A mountain of corpses that is half as tall as the mountain of corpses of the demigods in Lu Yue’s world.

It actually gave birth to consciousness.

"My world has been destroyed. I can no longer see my hometown. Let us help you... Use our decayed bodies to help you open the way..."

With the addition of the mountain of corpses, the sharpening of the bronze axe continued.

From the original golden corner, gradually more golden color appeared.

But...it's still not enough!!!
Although this mountain of corpses is huge, the time of death of the corpses is much longer than that of the demigods in Lu Yue's world. The corpses are more decayed and consumed faster.

Seeing that all previous efforts were about to be wasted, the consciousness of the mountain of corpses from another world shouted to all the surrounding mountain of corpses in a unique way of communication.

"Everyone, the corpses of the demigods from our two worlds are far from enough. Although most of our worlds have been destroyed, I know that most of you have given birth to new consciousness here, and you also have your own obsessions."

"I don't know what you are obsessed with. Maybe you think your world has been destroyed, your loved ones have died, and everything is predetermined. You cannot resonate with the disasters that have occurred in other worlds..."

"But please think about it. The stranger who once spent her entire life in your world has never given up. Without her, no new consciousness will be born after our death..."

"So... please help the demigod of this world."

"Just like she helped us before."

"All the sleeping gods, please wake up."

“Help me and help those who come after me!!!”

"..."

The scene was silent, with only the cold wind whistling past.

No one responded, and no third mountain of corpses revived.

The miracle did not happen.

Just as the gods of Lu Yue's world were preparing to use their consciousness to sharpen the bronze axe, a response came from a mountain of corpses in the distance: "I... am willing to help you."

Then came the second pile of corpses: "I will help you too..."

The third pile of corpses: "And me..."

"With me..."

"..."

This is the place the underworld calls a mass grave.

It is the tomb of countless dead demigods.

The corpses of demigods here are piled up like mountains.

They had all had their strongest bones pulled out and their most valuable divine blood sucked dry, but they still had a broken skin, decayed flesh, and an unyielding consciousness.

These can all become whetstones.

(End of this chapter)