Awaken Chapter 311

Everyone began to block the revival of the demon god.

Only.

All the light was eventually swallowed by the seven demon gods.

Instead of having any effect, it fuelled the power of the demon gods.

The roar grew louder and louder.

In the end, a roar that rippled through the entire Dust Realm.

The four great demon realms.

They also stirred, especially the Sea of Demon Domains, and corresponding figures appeared.

This was the body of a demon god.

If the true spirit and the body of the devil god were to merge into one, then a true devil god would be revived.

At that time, everything would be buried.

Great Wei Kyoto.

The seven true spirits of the demon gods are devouring vast amounts of demonic energy.

All the First Cla*ses had gathered together.

The Immortal Sect’s One Piece, the Buddhist Sect’s One Piece, and even the Demon Dao and Devil Dao’s One Pieces had also appeared.

At this point in time, there was no longer any talk of good and evil.

“What’s going on here?”

“How did the true spirits of the Seven Great Demon Gods appear in Great Wei’s Kyoto?”

The One Piece gathered.

Upon seeing Wu Ming.

Daoist Dustless inquired directly.

“There is the real one behind the scenes, the other master of Shouren.”

Wu Ming opened his mouth, and then made a long story short, stating Zhou Ling’s purpose.

When this was said, the faces of the First Cla*s were ugly.

They had not thought that there was such a thing.

“It’s useless to say anything at the moment, suppress the Demon God and stop the greater turmoil, otherwise, nothing will work.”

Daoist Dustless took a deep breath before settling on a plan.

“He is playing with fire, resurrecting the Demon God, and he won’t necessarily survive.”

There was also a roar of anger from the first rank, thinking that Zhou Ling was crazy.

But in other words, one could not do such a thing without being mad.

Roar.

The Devil God was still roaring in anger.

And the situation was becoming more and more terrifying.

The crowd of First Pins did not dare to delay and frantically suppressed it, lest something go wrong.

Only, there was still no effect at all.

At a critical moment.

A voice rang out.

“I am the Empress of Great Wei, and today, I am using the Great Wei’s national luck to empower the Dragon Cauldron of the Central Continent to suppress all evil spirits.”

This was the voice of the Empress.

At a critical moment, the Empress stepped in.

In an instant.

A dragon censer appeared, which was the Zhongzhou Dragon Censer.

In the next moment, a five-clawed golden dragon was born from the Dragon Cauldron and headed towards the Seven Great Demon God True Spirits to kill them.

Boom.

A heaven-destroying aura filled the air.

The Midcontinent Dragon Cauldron was still strong.

The five-clawed golden dragon, directly clawing through the void, repelled the Demon God True Spirits.

It was effective.

People rejoiced.

Again, there was great excitement.

After all, so many first-rate items could not make an impact on the Demon God True Spirit.

It was a good thing that the Midcontinent Dragon Cauldron could cause damage.

But before the crowd could drop their hearts.

The seven demon gods directly struck out with terrifying power, directly grabbing this golden dragon.

Roar.

Roar.

Roar.

With a terrifying roar, the five-clawed golden dragon was torn apart on the spot, scales spilling out and drops of dragon blood disappearing into the sky and earth.

The Great Wei Imperial Palace.

The Empress spat out blood, she had suffered a backlash.

The Seven Great Demon Gods were too terrifying.

Even the Dragon Cauldron of the Middle Continent could not stop him.

“Don’t struggle.”

“They have been bred in the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature for countless years, their true spirits have been consummated, and when they are released, no one can suppress them.”

“Unless someone becomes a saint, everything is already doomed.”

“You only have less than twelve hours, and after twelve hours, the true spirit and the demon body will merge into one, and at that time, even a saint will not be able to stop it.”

This was Zhou Ling’s voice.

It reached the ears of all the first rankers, as well as the court full of civil servants.

The crowd was angry.

They were also filled with resentment.

Some people did not believe it and continued to gather sword qi and slashed into the true spirit of the demon god.

But as a result, there was not a single effect.

Nor did it have any effect at all.

A sense of powerlessness struck instantly.

It was despair.

Deep despair.

Even the Dragon Cauldron of the Middle Continent was unable to affect the Demon God, so naturally there was nothing they could do either.

The last twelve hours.

It was desperate.

Just.

At the most critical moment.

Wu Ming’s voice rang out.

“It’s not a desperate way.”

“There is another way.”

Wu Ming spoke, causing the crowd to be somewhat curious.

“Since it is a dead end both before and after, sacrifice our cultivation to invoke the will of heaven and earth to add to it and resurrect Xu Qingnian.”

Wu Ming spoke.

He spoke out the only way to break the situation.

“Sacrifice our cultivation to invoke the will of heaven and earth?”

“Will this method work?”

“Is there any other way?”

The crowd was surprised, not expecting such a solution, but there were also people who did not want to sacrifice their cultivation and asked if there was any other way.

“When it comes to this point, there is no other way.”

“Xu Qingnian might have a chance of winning if he is resurrected.”

“Before he pa*sed away, he scattered his talent qi between heaven and earth, this is immeasurable merit, if he is resurrected, the will of heaven and earth will definitely help him.”

Wu Ming spoke out.

This was his conjecture.

But it was unclear whether it was useful or not.

For a moment, the crowd was silent, you looking at me, I looking at you, somewhat hesitant.

“What else is there to hesitate about?”

“If this solution does not work, we will also die.”

“If the demon god resurrects, none of you will survive.”

“Shouren, is the only hope for us.”

When he said this, Wu Ming directly gathered his Extreme Martial Power, and in an instant the cultivation within him turned into a beam of light that rushed between heaven and earth.

This was to cause the heaven and earth to respond.

As Wu Ming did this.

Daoist Wuduan sighed, and then also transformed into a beam of light, he understood what Wu Ming meant.

Things had come to a head and there was no way out.

Resurrecting Xu Qingnian.

It was indeed the only way.

And with even Daoist Wuduan doing so, the crowd also thoroughly understood that this was the last chance.

They were not hesitating.

At that moment, each of the First Grades turned into light, trying to use it to arouse the senses of heaven and earth, so as to resurrect Xu Qingnian.

More than twenty rays of light pierced through the darkness, looking incomparably brilliant.

Only.

It still had no effect.

In the darkness.

Zhou Ling frowned as he looked into all of this, and there was some worry in his heart.

Only, when he saw that the crowd’s sacrifice did not receive a response, he slowly sighed in relief.

However.

Suddenly.

A voice rang out again.

It was still Ji Ling’s voice.

“I am the Empress of Great Wei, and today I am exchanging the fortune of the Great Wei Kingdom for the grace of Heaven’s will.”

It was Ji Ling’s voice.

At the critical moment.

She gave up everything and took out the Great Wei National Fortune to communicate with heaven and earth, thus reviving Xu Qingnian.

When this voice rang out.

In the dark.

Zhou Ling’s brow furrowed a little.

He looked over, and in the sky above Great Wei’s Kyoto, the Long Sword of the Great Ancestor appeared, erupting with an incomparable light that stirred up the wind and clouds.

It blew all the dark clouds away.

“Even if we resurrect Xu Qingnian, it’s still useless.”

“Throughout the ages, death cannot be reincarnated, and when it does reincarnate, it will only be a return to light for a while.”

“This struggle is meaningless.”

“Even if he is resurrected, he will not become a saint.”

Zhou Ling’s voice rang out and reached the ears of the crowd.

Whether Xu Qingnian could be resurrected or not was an unknown.

In the past and present, there had never been such a thing.

Those who died were dead after all.

Moreover, even if Xu Qingnian were to be resurrected, in his opinion, it would be of no use.

Xu Qingnian, was not a saint.

Boom.

However, as the light of the Kingdom’s fortune, rushed up into the sky, in an instant, an incomparable beam of blazing light, entered the Hall of Tong You.

Immediately, countless people turned their gazes towards the Hall of the Tong Yu.

The Empress’s eyes were filled with expectation.

The crowd of First Grade were also filled with anticipation.

Although what Zhou Ling said was true, there was still a glimmer of hope in people’s hearts, and they were filled with anticipation.

Xu Qingnian had a magical power, no matter when or where he was, it was as if he could bring hope to people.

Only.

Although the light fell down and didn’t enter the Tong Yu Hall.

But Xu Qingnian did not come back to life.

His body, still lying on the dragon carriage.

It was lifeless.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Ling in the dark exhaled a long breath.

He was not afraid of Xu Qingnian.

It was just that he did not want Xu Qingnian to be resurrected either.

He did not want to face Xu Qingnian.

After all, this was his own disciple after all.

Roar.

The Devil God roared once more.

The vault of heaven broke, and wisps of darkness descended upon the entire capital of Great Wei.

At this moment, the crowd of First Grade were silent.

They had sacrificed themselves to try to revive Xu Qingnian.

As a result, even with the addition of Great Wei’s national luck, they were unable to revive Xu Qingnian.

This made them feel desperate.

“Is there any other way?”

A First Grade spoke up and asked with a sullen expression.

“There is.”

Daoist Dustless’s voice rang out.

He still had a way out.

“What solution?”

“Daoist Dustless, what else can be done?”

They were anxious, asking Daoist Dustless.

“The will of all the people.”

“Gentlemen, with your last breath, spread the news so that the world will devoutly worship and generate public opinion and faith.”

“Resurrect Xu Qingnian.”

This was Daoist Wudu’s last resort.

It was also the only way he could think of.

Hearing these words, the crowd froze.

But soon, some people left directly and went forward to spread the matter.

There was no time to hesitate.

If they waited any longer, the Demon God would be resurrected.

In an instant, a beam of light dissipated.

The crowd of One Pieces were instantly ten thousand miles away, and began to spread the matter.

Relying on their power, they could not resurrect Xu Qingnian, but with the power of the heavenly beings under the sky, no one could stop them.

In an instant, a voice rang out.

“The devil god has revived, a great tribulation is coming, the only way to do this is to pray sincerely and move the heavens to resurrect Yashin Shouren and return my Lang Lang Kun.”

The voice was deafening.

It spread across the five lakes and four seas.

The East Continent, the South Continent, the North Continent, the West Continent, the Middle Continent.

Such voices were heard everywhere.

Soon, more and more voices rang out, from the readers, from the people, from those in power.

At this moment, all the hopes of the world fell on Xu Qingnian.

As the voices were conveyed out.

In an instant, countless public opinions poured into the Great Wei Tong Yu Hall.

Even if it was the Sudden Evil, the Primordial Yuan Dynasty, they called on the people to add to the public opinion.

The catastrophe was coming, and no one could escape it.

The only hope.

Indeed, Xu Qingnian was the only one left.

The overwhelming public opinion turned into beams of light and flew towards the Hall of the Tong You.

Public opinion was like a sea.

Like a torrent, it reflected the Hall of the Tong You like a divine temple.

It was also at this moment.

A voice rang out.

Dang.

The world was silent.

It was the sound of a heartbeat.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

As the sound grew stronger, in a flash, an incomparable beam of light blazed up into the sky.

This was the moment.

The Tong Yu Hall shook.

This was the moment.

Great Wei Kyoto shook.

This was the moment.

The whole world shook.

Countless people turned their gazes towards the Hall of the Tong You.

A blazing light wrapped the Hall of the Tong You completely and utterly.

The light rose up to the sky.

It was impossible for the eyes to gaze upon.

It was also under the attention of all the people.

A figure.

Appeared in the light.

“It’s Shouren!”

“Shouren has really resurrected.”

“Greetings to the Sublime Sage.”

Voices rang out one after another.

People shouted in amazement, and some even cried with joy.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, Xu Qingnian had really resurrected.

This was, too incredible.

But there were many who shed tears.

Wu Ming was the first to burst into tears, not because he was excited, but because he could not bear it.

Xu Qingnian’s words before he died were that he was too tired, but he never expected that he would have to appear at the last moment.

To save the world.

In the Great Wei Imperial Palace.

The empress even shed tears silently, her gaze, gazing at the figure, her eyes extremely complicated.

Inside the Hall of Tong You.

This was an unparalleled figure.

He stood outside the hall.

This figure was not tall.

Yet it shone brightly.

The world cast its gaze over, and everything in heaven and earth fell silent as they looked towards Xu Qingnian.

It was light.

Xu Qingnian gazed at it all.

As a stream of public opinion entered his body, Xu Qingnian understood what was happening.

He gazed at the mountains and rivers.

Xu Qingnian did not have any hint of surprise.

For his own resurrection.

He had calculated to this point.

All the great enemies had been destroyed, and everything seemed very simple.

This was something that filled Xu Qingnian with doubt.

Xu Qingnian knew that there was still a person hiding behind the curtain.

This person was hiding too deep.

He had guessed many people, even including Chen Zhengru and the others, and his own master.

Just who exactly it was, Xu Qingnian was not sure.