Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1349
A few days ago, hundreds of thousands of troops from the Shadow Clan attacked. Wherever they passed, no grass grew, no chickens and dogs were left behind, and committed heinous killings.

Except for the Sanctuary Continent, which was lucky enough to survive by relying on the imperial tower's defensive enchantment, almost all the circles around the Sanctuary Continent were destroyed.

This is a catastrophe in the great world of the sanctuary. One after another, the living planets are shattered, withered, and completely destroyed. There are countless casualties.

When the crisis was resolved, the few survivors came to the Holy Land one after another.

Even so, the total population of Sanctuary Continent is only a few million, of which more than [-]% are monks and less than [-]% are mortals.

This is thanks to Emperor Yang Yang Xuan.

If he hadn't been born out of nowhere, turning the tide with his own strength, annihilating the army of the Shadow Clan, and killing An Luo, the leader of the Shadow Clan on this trip, the entire Sanctuary Continent would have suffered catastrophe and become a purgatory on earth.

"Hey, there's nothing to miss here. It's better to leave here and go to Emperor Yang's hometown. With Emperor Yang's protection, our safety will definitely be guaranteed."

"Let's go, everyone rushed to the holy city to gather immediately, Emperor Yang was waiting for us there, we went too late, but we really couldn't leave."

When the news spread, except for a small number of people who were looking for another place, most of them decided to follow Emperor Yang.

After all, the Sanctuary Continent is no longer safe, and they will die sooner or later if they stay here, and in order to survive, they have no choice but to leave their hometowns and start a new life.

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It is not easy to relocate across the world, and there are too many things to prepare for each family and even the Four Holy Colleges.

By the time Yang Xuan returned to the Sword God Palace, several days had passed.

During this period of time, there will be many energetic new faces appearing in the gate of the Sword God Palace every day.

These young boys and girls who were newly worshiped in the Sword God Palace came from all over the world. After going through layers of screening and tests, they were finally lucky enough to stay. They were also full of joy and motivation.

Nowadays, the Sword God Palace is the veritable No. [-] sect in the mainland. How can they be unhappy if they have the opportunity to practice and live here?Don't cherish it?

On the contrary, since the beginning, they have never been able to see Yang Xuan, the famous head teacher, which made many people feel somewhat regretful.

But this regret soon turned into a surprise.

When Yang Xuan's figure appeared in the sky above the mountain gate out of thin air, everyone finally got their wish and got a glimpse of his demeanor.

"I'll see the head teacher."

Looking at the young man who was high above the ground, exuding the aura of a strong man in every gesture, all the new disciples bowed and saluted, their eyes full of respect and a trace of fanaticism.

This is the youngest emperor in the history of the mainland, and his life is also full of legends. In teahouses and restaurants in various places in the mainland, storytellers will talk about his legendary life every day.

Some aristocratic dynasties even spared a lot of money to build lifelike statues for them, in order to ensure the prosperity of the clan and the prosperity of the country and the people.

Today, even Yang Xuan can clearly feel that there are strands of spiritual power in the dark, quietly converging towards his body.

"The power of faith... It's really a surprise."

Yang Xuan is the master of the Nine Realms, he knows everything that happened in the Shenwu Continent, he didn't pay much attention to it at first, but when he came back today, he found that he really underestimated the mind power of sentient beings.

The so-called mind power of all beings is the power of faith.

When a person worships a certain person from the bottom of his heart, the power of faith will be generated, and when countless people worship a certain person, the power of faith will multiply and explode, reaching an incredible level.

Aside from emotion, Yang Xuan secretly used means to seal up all the power of faith in his body for later use.

His Jiuding luck technique just needs to collect the power of faith.

Although he never wanted to be worshiped by the world, since someone built a statue for him and paid homage to him every day, he had to give him some benefits no matter what.

For example, casting spiritual rain on a certain area in one thought, or helping a certain town to solve the surrounding banditry...

During this period, he not only left his own name and taboo, but also left his own spiritual thoughts in each statue.

With the storage of his divine thoughts, the originally mere statue became different, as if it had come to life, causing countless people to kneel down and enshrine him like a god.

Yang Xuan didn't think much about it, he withdrew his divine sense, first nodded slightly at the strange and immature faces in the mountain gate below, and then waved his hand, and suddenly the figures around him flickered.

These people are Master Feng Qingyang, Murong Fu, Yang Xinyi, sisters from the Yi family, brothers from the Yi family, Ye Feiyang, Yun Lanfeng, the principal and deputy principals of the Fourth Academy, as well as the heads and elders of the various families.

As for the others, they were all arranged by Yang Xuan to go outside the mountain gate.

With the arrival of millions of people in the Sanctuary Continent, the Sword God Palace couldn't accommodate it no matter how big it was.

Fortunately, the Dazhou Mountain Range where the Sword God Palace is located is big enough for these people to live and thrive here.

"Headmaster, are these people?"

Yang Xuan's return soon alarmed the peak masters and elders of the various peaks. Everyone rushed to him, and while paying respects to Yang Xuan, they looked curiously at the crowd around Yang Xuan.

In it, apart from the sisters from the Yi family who knew each other, everyone else was familiar, and they couldn't even see through the cultivation of some people.

"This is my master Feng Di Feng Qingyang, this is old Murong Fu..."

After some introductions, Yang Xuan did it himself, leading everyone to the outside of the mountain gate, and arranged a place for each family and clan to settle down.

This matter is not difficult, the area of ​​tens of thousands of miles in the Great Zhou Mountain Range, each family and clan can arbitrarily choose a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to take root, and become the peripheral affiliated force of the Sword God Palace.

The Four Great Sacred Academies are distributed around the Sword God Palace. As the highest holy place of the Sword God Palace, they train outstanding talents for the Sword God Palace.

When everything stabilized, the gate of the Sword God Palace had expanded several times.

Yang Xuan saw all this in his eyes, and felt very satisfied in his heart.

This is his home, and it is also the place where he grew up. It is changing every day. If it continues like this, sooner or later, it will become a holy place for cultivation that is famous all over the world.

It is night, the moon and stars are rare.

On Jianxuan Peak, a grand dinner party is being held.

In addition to Master Feng Qingyang, the former dean of Suzaku Academy Murong Fu, the sword god Gu Tongxuan and his wife, the Yi brothers, Yun Lanfeng, Ye Feiyang, Ditian, Feixuan, Manba, Shi Shi, etc. Yu, Li Yunfei, Mu Qingyu, Dongfang Yun, He Shaotian, Qianzui, Duguyu and a few others.

This can only be regarded as a family banquet, so there are relatively few people.

(End of this chapter)