I am just a mortal, why do you all worship me as a saint?

Chapter 1109: A Monotonous Day

"A few still managed to escape."

"The Spirit Tomb Witch King said calmly."

He was not surprised by this at all. Long before he entered the Epoch Graveyard to carry out his master's orders, the Dark Realm had already fallen into his master's control.

of course.

At that time, no one ran there.

If you can act openly and honestly in all the heavens and myriad worlds, why bother to squeeze yourself into that godforsaken place where there is basically nothing but darkness?

The Lord has made it very clear.

The Dark Realm was the only safe haven for the rebels after the defeat in the Great War of the Heavens. It was a contingency plan prepared by the Lord in advance. Thanks to his planning, at least the rebels did not completely scatter after the defeat.

After all, as long as there is a place to stay, there is hope.

Not to mention that this place was a death trap for their enemies.

The Spirit Tomb Witch King had witnessed it.

He witnessed firsthand how the Lord had completely grasped the concept of "darkness" and acted with an air of absolute dominance.

One cannot help but worship it.

Although the Lord is no longer here, "Darkness" still submits to the Lord's remaining power. If there is anything regrettable, it is that these ungrateful fellows were not all killed in the end.

The strongest individuals who can participate in this hunt are all extraordinary. They must have some unique skills that others have never seen before, or that they cannot easily use unless absolutely necessary, specifically for a last-ditch effort or a slippery escape.

It's really a pity.

However, the Spirit Tomb Witch King was quite satisfied to see these guys risk everything to cut off their tails and escape.

"It's alright, let them get away."

"Some of them will have to go back and report the news."

Lord Lieyang sneered, "Let them know that the Lord's methods are still effective, and the rebels are not yet at the mercy of others!"

Using the concept of "darkness" may be extravagant, but the results are quite good.

Those who escaped alive numbered less than a handful, and each of them suffered damage to their very essence and had their Dao hearts clouded. The only things they could take with them, besides the relief of surviving the ordeal, were the deep-seated fear that had seeped into their very bones!

Fear of the "dark".

The fear that the rebels still hold such a terrifying trump card.

Fear of the "Great Enemy of the Epoch," who has long been declared dead but whose shadow still looms over us.

The news will spread like a plague among the survivors. For a long time to come, those forces that covet the Dark Realm and speculate on the rebels' strengths and weaknesses will have to carefully consider whether they can afford the price before taking any action.

Fear can sometimes be more effective than death.

"keep going."

Lord Lieyang's voice was calm, "No one will stop us."

Having already made an example of someone, the journey ahead should proceed without any further obstacles.

And indeed, things turned out just as he had thought.

Meanwhile, somewhere far away in the starry sea, a mysterious being silently watched them until they crossed the vortex at the entrance to the Dark Realm, without making a single move from beginning to end.

Whether or not it has been discovered is not within the consideration of this being.

"It's time to go back."

He talked to himself for a while.

These people don't need any help; they have their own ways of dealing with any invading enemy.

……

In a rather inconspicuous mountain range somewhere in the Qinggu Divine Kingdom.

A quaint little courtyard is located here.

In the courtyard.

Gu Heng leaned back in his recliner, staring blankly at the clear sky above, occasionally taking a bite of a spiritual fruit from the side.

"Sigh, when will this ever end?"

He has been away from Qinggu Divine Capital for several months.

After causing such a commotion, he naturally became the focus of attention without any doubt. As the false information, exaggerated by the deliberately created illusion, spread everywhere, the development of the situation seemed to be as expected.

of course.

Gu Ce's explanation was that these things couldn't be rushed; the rumors had to be allowed to ferment slowly until they reached a certain point.

So, on Gu Ce's advice, Gu Heng came to this nameless courtyard in this rather remote mountain range, which served as a temporary refuge, and he returned to his previous state.

The imperial advisor did not send any further news.

nothing to do.

He wanted to do something, but unfortunately, he was caught up in the situation and had no choice in the matter.

If there's anything different from the lower realms of Origin World, it's that Xiao Bai and Su Jinxi aren't around, there's no one to serve him, and the lonely old man Gu is making a limited-time return.

Xiao Bai and Su Jinxi naturally couldn't be like him, idly spacing out here.

Although they intended to do so, Gu Heng did not want them to neglect their cultivation; they had to seriously become stronger!

But today.

Gu Heng's monotonous days were finally stirred up by some minor disturbances.

After gazing at the sky in a daze for a long time, a special guest arrived in the courtyard.

"Mr. Gu, how have you been?"

Xiaoyao Jun suddenly came to visit.

"Oh, it's been a long time. Come, come, have a seat."

Gu Heng naturally recognized Xiaoyao Jun, but why this former Holy Emperor, who had been living in seclusion, had come to visit was not something Gu Heng had considered.

This courtyard has been deserted for a long time; even ghosts don't come here.

Now, when a guest comes, no matter what they're there for, we'll pull them down to sit and treat them well.