Chapter 469 Jun Yi Returns, His Soul Crosses to the Other Side

Spring passed and autumn came, and another year passed. The war between the Spirit Empire and the Alliance continued.

The two sides are at a stalemate, and the battle has turned into a protracted tug-of-war. In this war, countless lives were taken away and countless families were destroyed.

Although the Wuhun Empire was flanked by the two empires, because the combat power of the Soul Saint level and above far exceeded those of the two empires and the Haotian Sect, so

The battle is still fierce, and both sides are constantly investing large amounts of troops, but no one can gain a clear advantage. As for the Wuhun Empire, Bibi Dong sat in the Pope's Palace and constantly sent powerful soul saints and above to the front lines, giving the Wuhun Empire's army the upper hand in terms of strength. Although the coalition forces of the two empires also had many soul saints, compared with the Spirit Empire, they still seemed somewhat inadequate.

But the victory of the two empires was that the number of armies far exceeded that of the Wuhun Empire.

The war became a protracted tug-of-war and a delicate balance.

However, this balance was broken one day.

In the cold winter, with snowflakes falling, the cruelty of war is highlighted even more vividly. However, on the battlefield between the Spirit Empire and the Alliance, a mysterious figure appeared. He wears a black cloak embroidered with golden mystical symbols. His eyes are deep, as if he can see into people's hearts, and his steps are light, like the blowing wind. Bibi Dong felt something strange in the Pope's Palace, and a trace of vigilance flashed in her eyes. She felt the mysterious man walking through the battlefield, as if he was looking for something.

"I didn't expect that Douluo Continent would completely change after I left it for two years."

He came directly to the center of the battlefield, looked at the scene of devastation in front of him, and sighed slightly.

He spoke slowly: "How about we stop the war for a while?"

His voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

At that moment, the flying snowflakes seemed to be stagnant in the air. Bibi Dong, the coalition forces, and even all the soul masters held their breath, as if listening to God's will. The mysterious man's eyes slowly swept over everyone's face, and then he laughed softly. His laugh was gentle but full of power. He slowly raised his hand, and the black cloak embroidered with golden symbols fluttered on his fingertips, like the last ray of sunset on a winter night. Everyone on the battlefield felt a strong fear, as if they were shrouded in a huge shadow. All sounds and all movements stopped at this moment.

"The soul crosses the other shore, and reincarnation changes. Jun Yi is here to send you to the river of forgetfulness."

The mysterious man's voice echoed in everyone's ears, as if telling some ancient spell. He walked slowly on the battlefield, and the black cloak behind him spread out like huge wings, covering the sky and the sun.

A shocking scene occurred. The black cloak gradually grew larger above his fingertips, like a black, bottomless abyss, swallowing up all the light.

Then the black cloak began to move. It was like a huge ghost, floating over the battlefield, passing every tent, every city, and every river in turn.

Everyone looked at the mysterious man, with vigilance and doubt in their eyes. I felt a powerful coercion emanating from the other party, as if it was trying to pull out everyone's souls.

There were bursts of wailing sounds on the battlefield, as if coming from the souls of the dead warriors. Countless rays of light emerged from the ground and shot into the cloak. At that moment

, all wars, all conflicts, all right and wrong, seem to be swallowed by the black abyss. It is an irresistible force that makes people fearful. Then a glimmer of light appeared at the edge of the black cloak. It was a golden light, warm and dazzling. Just like the sunshine on a winter night, penetrating the thick clouds and shining on the earth. The light flowed on the edge of the black cloak, then shot out from the inside of the black cloak and fell on the battlefield. In that moment, all sounds disappeared. The originally stormy battlefield suddenly became eerily quiet. "Everyone, I have saved the souls of the dead. Can I cease the war for a while and let these dead people rest in peace?"

His voice reached everyone's ears again. This time, everyone stopped their movements and evacuated in unison.

On the front line of the Tiandou Empire, everyone in Tang Hao's tent had a look of horror on their faces after hearing Jun Yi's voice.

They can naturally feel the powerful force, and they now suspect that Jun Yi has become a god. "It's him, he's back." Tang Hao murmured, a hint of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

"It turns out that Brother Yi, who left without saying goodbye before, has also embarked on the road to becoming a god." Xue Qinghe's face showed a hint of joy.

"Your Majesty Qinghe, now that Jun Yi has returned, where will he stand?" Tang Xiao was a little worried. After all, he had also heard Tang Hao mention the grudge between Jun Yi and him.

"You can rest assured that even if Brother Yi won't help us, at least he won't take action. After all, he is my younger brother." Xue Qinghe reassured.

"I hope so. I don't know what stage Xiaosan has reached. I hope he can return soon."

Tang Hao looked solemnly and looked at the sky in the distance. . . . . .

On the Xingluo front line, Ning Fengzhi, Dai Mubai and others naturally heard Jun Yi's voice. Dai Mubai's face showed a trace of panic. He hurriedly found Ning Fengzhi and discussed with him.

"Master Military Advisor, you also heard Jun Yi's voice, right?"

Dai Mubai said to Ning Fengzhi that in the past year, Ning Fengzhi had given Dai Mubai advice and the Xingluo front had basically not suffered too much loss, so Dai Mubai simply made Ning Fengzhi a military advisor and gave him the military token to command the army.

"Your Majesty, don't panic first." Ning Fengzhi said, "That was indeed Jun Yi's voice. Now it seems that he should have embarked on the path of becoming a god like Xiao San. Now it seems that he should have become a god first."

Dai Mubai's expression became more panicked. At this time, he had regarded Ning Fengzhi as the backbone, "Then what should we do?"

"Although Jun Yi has a grudge against me, he is also Qinghe's younger brother. Perhaps it is for this reason that he has been reluctant to take action against me. But he should not take the initiative to participate in the war, at least he will not help the Wuhun Hall. After all, since the beginning of the war, Xuejun Pavilion has not taken any action from beginning to end."

Ning Fengzhi spoke slowly and told his analysis, then he pondered for a while and made a decision immediately.

"Your Majesty, how about this? Let's temporarily stop fighting for a while. I will go to the alliance headquarters to discuss countermeasures with everyone. What do you think?"

"Okay, military advisor, go quickly and come back quickly."

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