Chapter 530 Return to the Clan

After slaughtering the remnants of the fallen angels, Xu Xuan opened eight space passages in succession to accommodate the passage of the gods.

In a moment, near the Long Night Corridor, and even at other secondary entrances and exits of the Dark Lantern Abyss, the fallen army surged like a wave and faced annihilation.

"Let's go, return to the clan."

Lord Ye Han greeted Ye Liuying, Ye Yin, and Ye Dong.

Under the strange eyes of Ye Qiyu, Ye Nishang, Ye Wenfei and other leaders of the death sect, they took the lead to enter the Abyss of the Underworld.

"Ye Zu!"

"Ancestor Hanjun!"

Arriving at the sky above Sunless City and looking at each other from a distance with the Blood Witch God King, Lord Yehan heard the thundering cheers.

Scanning further into the city, almost everyone was kneeling on the ground, ranging from boys and girls to octogenarians. All of them looked flushed and half crazy.

"Ancestor, do you know how we have spent these ten thousand years?!"

"There are worries outside and anxiety inside. We, burning ointment and following the sundial, will not dare to slack off!"

An elder of the Ye family had red eyes, half excited and half sad:

“We work together so hard to build our home!”

"Thousands of years have passed, and there have been hundreds of millions of creatures in the Underworld, but only one Blood Witch God King has emerged. This is already a result that makes people cry with joy!"

"Of course! When the gate of the realm is first opened, seeing those demons dancing wildly, we can only cry at the end of the road and feel dejected!"

"It's you! It's you who appears like the dawn, incarnates as the savior, and saves the people and the world!"

"Up and down the lamp, everyone is grateful!"

"In the future, under your leadership, the Ye family will aspire to be the strongest in the world, and no one will dare to offend you!"

"Roar! The ancestor is mighty! The strongest in the world!!"

A burly man, a graceful lady, a skinny old man, a young child... In the sea of ​​​​people, shouts and cheers came rolling in, and it was noisy for nine days.

Ye Hanjun took a deep breath, with a faint smile on his face under the spotlight.

But the bottom of my heart is still tense, like a pumice stone, not daring to really fall.

The Dark Lantern Abyss is probably the only place where the reflections of the gods have not been seen.

They thought that the fallen gods were destroyed and the dust had settled.

As everyone knows, a greater threat is yet to come. If they don't get through that hurdle, people will not be able to escape the fate of death.

"Ming Deng Ye's clan, Lord Ye Han, returns to the clan today."

Lord Ye Han suppressed his complicated thoughts, restrained his divine fluctuations, and led a large number of people into Sunless City.

He did not activate the space spell to cross the distance, but started from the outer city gate and walked towards the central altar step by step.

Along the way, all the kneeling humans and spirits were lifted up by the strong wind, and finally stood in two rows, looking at them with red faces.

"I've been thinking about it for ten thousand years, and finally I'm home..."

Ye Buyi walked at the front of the team, looked around at the street scene, and sighed:

"I walked in a hurry that day, and I only remember the ruins, corpses and dust and smoke everywhere."

"In the blink of an eye, the city takes on a new look."

"Many places have changed so much that it's hard to tell what they are used for... Ha, this kind and strange feeling makes me want to cry?"

"Cry, cry, who says men don't shed tears? It's just that we haven't reached the sad point yet!"

Ye Aobai was holding a pot of wine, drinking heavily while swaying, and the fragrant aroma of wine spread everywhere:

"I would like to drink this wine to commemorate those tribesmen who died in a foreign land."

"May you go to hell in the next life, be reincarnated, and be your family again!"

"Grandpa Zu, I want to toast too!"

A girl was very lively. After wiping the blood on her cheek, she snatched another bottle of wine from Ye Aobai's back, poured it on her and prayed:

"Grandpa, grandma!"

"Grandpa, grandma!"

"Father, mother!"

"Don't worry, Xiaochan survived!"

"Today we return to our clan, recognize our ancestors and return to our clan. You know what is going on, so don't worry!"

After saying that, the girl smiled sweetly, and the crescent moon was very endearing.

"I would like to take this drink to remember the friends who unfortunately died on this road."

Ye Lingwu tossed down a glass of colorful glass wine, then poured another glass, closed his eyes, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Brother Mo Chou, my little sister will give you another drink."

Concubine Ye Wen took out a pot of ice wine, filled it and poured it over, meticulously.

…

An hour later.

A huge group of people stood at the central altar.

Those children who were born outside and had always heard about their family stood in the back row and carefully observed their surroundings in their own way.

At the front of the team, Lord Ye Han looked at Ye Ying, Ye Qiangwei, Ye Shu, Ye Roufeng and others, and nodded gently to show respect.

"Hey, old man, you're not dead?"

Flying Moon glanced at Ye Tianming and muttered:

"It's better if you're not dead. You don't have to dig the grave. It's more dignified."

"Um?"

Ye Tianming followed the sound and stared at Fei Yue with suspicious eyes. He was stunned at first, then blew his beard and looked anxiously:

"Little one, are your wings hard?"

"Are demigods amazing? They have the ability to become gods!"

"Sooner or later."

Feiyue held her head and curled her lips:

"It's up to you, don't die too quickly."

"Otherwise, if I become a demon god, you won't be able to enjoy any benefits at all. It's a loss or a loss."

"Hmph! I could have lived for a hundred and eighty years, but after being so angry with you, I only have one breath left!"

Ye Tianming was not willing to be outdone. If it weren't for the crowd of people surrounding him, he would have had to use crutches to teach Fei Yue what it means to respect the elderly and love the young.

"Hey, are you Mushou Cong?"

Bertnar stood beside the Blood Witch God King, staring at Ye Hanjun and Ye Liuying for a long time, and finally noticed the red onion winking at him from behind.

"Brother Prince, it's the little onion!"

The Fiery Wood Guardian Onion shook the red onion on his head and raised his eyebrows:

"Didn't expect it? Not only did I live to this era, but I also became a holy king!"

"Brother Prince, why do I feel that you haven't made any progress in these years? You are still a perfect saint, and you don't even strive to be a demigod?"

Bertnar's face suddenly darkened, and he cursed:

"Brother is a deified father, are you envious?"

"Tsk, I'm still a small lord of the Sun Abyss, I haven't seen anything in these years ? "

The flaming wood guarding onion laughed loudly, took a step forward, and patted Bertner's back. The hot breath forced the vampire prince's eyes to show a fierce light:

"Brother is in a good mood now, and I don't want to beat anyone!"

"If you jump again, be careful that I will pull out all the green onions on your head and let you know what the dangers of the world are!"

"Brother, calm down, Xiaocong is joking."

The flaming wood guarding onion shrank his neck and protected his head at the first time, fearing that Bertner would kill first and then report, which would disfigure him.

"Boom boom--"

Amid the noise, the formation was being activated.

Soon, a mountain of corpses and blood spanned the sky and the earth, and the rows of steles on it attracted attention.

"Wow~~~"

Ye Roufeng reached out and took off the spirit tablet of "God Killer Shura".

It is undoubtedly a joke that the dead are resurrected and continue to keep this tablet upright.

However, the mountain of corpses and blood is not only facing the fallen tribesmen.

The living also have tablets. For those with the surname Ye, the background color is black. If there are achievements, blood-colored annotations are added.

"Pah!"

Ye Hanjun caught the blank tablet thrown by Ye Roufeng, wrote with his finger power, and then threw it into the sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Ye Ming, Ye Ying, Ye Shu... The sharp-eyed saints of the Ye clan discovered at the first time that what he wrote was not his own name, but the seven characters "The True Lord of the Other Shore·Ye Chengfeng".

"Ancestor Chengfeng did not fall. He merged with his own Ultimate Flash Spirit and was also resurrected from the dead."

Ye Hanjun bowed and said solemnly:

"Now that the way of heaven is overturned, he is one of the pillars that protect the way of heaven, and he has no way to split himself."

"Since I have returned to the clan, I will naturally let his name rank at the top of the sea of ​​blood and corpses, to correct his body and establish his name."

"What? Ancestor Chengfeng?!"

The saints of the Ye clan were in an uproar, and the other elders who gathered around were full of astonishment.

At this moment, Ye Hanjun briefly described the cause and effect of the ancestor Chengfeng.

This is a secret that Ye Nishang, Ye Qiyu, and Ye Wenfei do not know. Hearing it, it is like thunder in the ears.

"Grandfather..."

Ye Roufeng was in a trance, even more absent-minded than digesting Ye Hanjun's double crowns.

She was given a position by Ye Shitian, the current head of the family, and has power over the family.

But there are countless branches in the family tree.

Her lineage is far away from Ye Shitian, and the real source is actually Ye Chengfeng.

This is also the reason why she is qualified to embellish the word "wind" in her name.

"So, my Mingdeng Ye family has already stood at the end of the world?!"

Ye Xuanren smacked his lips, his white hair told the vicissitudes of the years:

"The turmoil of the eighth era of the ancient universe has radiated to this day, and the ultimate beneficiary is still the Mingdeng Ye family?!"

"Yes."

Ye Hanjun nodded, took another blank tablet, and wrote his name.

When He threw them into the sea of ​​blood and corpses, they were not placed in a single row, but in order behind Ye Chengfeng:

"According to the original clan rules, only the crown of the Ye family can be called the ancestor."

"Old Ancestor Chengfeng has a special opportunity. Although he is not a human, the word "ancestor" must not be deprived."

"If I return to the clan, I will be the fourth ancestor."

"I will obey the order of the fourth ancestor!"

The elders nodded respectfully.

"Check for the missing members of the Ye clan scattered outside and engrave them one by one on the sea of ​​blood and corpses."

"In addition, there is a batch of spiritual materials here, which will be included in the clan library and distributed free of charge to the clan members in need."

...

Ye Hanjun explained the important things one by one.

At the same time, he rejected Ye Roufeng's move to give him the position of the head of the family directly:

"Aunt Feng, the priority now is to settle the wounded."

"The "disaster" has not been resolved yet. He will show his true body at any time. Until the final battle comes, I must stare at the world and have no intention of taking care of other things. "

"Whatever. "

Ye Roufeng was quite decisive. After the failure of the power handover, he immediately adjusted his thinking:

"The Mingdeng Ye clan is clearly so strong that there is no need to worry about any of the gods in the heavens."

"I am not qualified to participate in the war of gods, let alone spy on the war between gods. The only thing I want to say is that there is no need to worry about our life and death. There are no cowards in the Ye clan. Even if the third and fourth ancestors are defeated in the end, you are heroes and no one will say you are wrong."

After that, Ye Roufeng bowed and hurriedly left.

Ye Hanjun was slightly startled, then walked around among the clan members, got rid of fanatical believers like Ye Ming, and turned around and disappeared in the Sunless City.

...

The third era of the new universe, the 20th year.

The rebuilt Long Night Corridor has corridors but no vegetation.

This place still looks lifeless and dead. Creatures who love nature will immediately frown and feel uncomfortable when they step into it.

"What's the situation? "

Marshal Ginseng sat on the Titan's feet, as if sitting on the top of a mountain, and asked solemnly.

"Not good."

Xu Xuan looked up and saw lightning streaking across the sky like a ferocious silver snake.

The darkness was dispelled, and the endless flashes turned into pillars of light, accompanied by roaring winds and pouring rainstorms. The wrath of the gods was nothing more than this.

"Twenty years passed in the blink of an eye."

"Jian Leizi's aura is getting deeper and deeper, and frost and fog are gradually condensing in the air. It won't be long before it won't rain in the sky, but hail and icicles."

Ye Hanjun sat on Kong Zhitan, his eyes were as clear as fire:

"However, as Jian Leizi gets closer and closer to the status of Tianzun, the cracks here are getting more and more."

"Perhaps at the moment of his breakthrough, the disaster will use this place as a breakthrough point, descend in an instant, and then slaughter us in one fell swoop, cutting off the thoughts of the people."

"Hmph! Since there is no way out, let's fight to the death!"

A one-armed savage god raised his fist with murderous intent.

However, another god who looked like billions of stars condensed into a ball, smiled bitterly and asked sadly:

"Fight? What can we fight with?"

"When the disaster just took shape, it could defeat the four great celestial masters."

"Now that it has corrupted the way of heaven and further fought for power, the risk factor is undoubtedly even higher."

"We are just gods. Even if we can make a name for ourselves in a single seal, we can only be killed in seconds when we encounter a double seal."

"If we really encounter the ultimate form of disaster, we will rush up to deliver food... Is that the way to say it?"

The spicy demon king gritted his teeth:

"That's better than sitting and waiting to die!"

"Seeing that our descendants are about to fall into the abyss of depravity, we can't do anything. This powerlessness is really unworthy of the title of the guardian god of the clan!"

Ye Hanjun turned a deaf ear to the negative emotional fluctuations, turned his head and stared at Lan Qixiong, and then looked at Helian Baxuan:

"Senior, Do you have any ideas? "

"I know nothing about mechanical laws, but you are a pioneer on this path. If you also shake your head, I will have a headache."

Helian Baxuan, who transformed into a mecha, looked at the two godheads in front of him and thought hard:

"The godhead of barbarians and the godhead of machinery are both here."

"This chimera has clearly broken through the barrier of the Holy King in recent years and reached the realm of demigod."

"Why is it so difficult to integrate the godhead? It has not been absorbed into the body to start the first basic step of refining?"

"The two seals have different origins, how can it be so simple."

Mo, who hugged Ye Hanjun's ankle, reflected the shadow of the three-eyed white crow and said suddenly:

"I achieved the status of a moment of heavenly master in the last years of the ancient times, so even if I split the divine power later and accidentally created the "Doomsday Cube", my status is there and cannot be faked."

"Based on this prerequisite, Mo still has to grow with me and absorb precious cultivation resources before he can successfully take this step. "

"These three heads are half barbarian and half mechanical. Their own blood is not satisfactory, but they have a strong chance after birth."

"They want to jump from demigod to heavenly master in one step. Even if they work together, it will take at least 10,000 to 20,000 years. It's better to give up as soon as possible." (End of this chapter)