Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Behind the Sect King, the Phoenix Empress stood shoulder to shoulder with Heavenly Sword One, cradling the soundly sleeping Xian'er, their gazes fixed on the location of the Little World Tree in the capital city.

"I knew there would be a miracle. How could he just perish like that? It turns out hope lies here…"

Heavenly Sword One's face broke into a long-lost smile, the shadows and sorrow in his heart swept away.

"He sacrificed himself for all living beings, and they, in gratitude for his kindness, awakened him from the darkness. This is his karma. It seems we were blinded by worry. He has his destiny, which no one can predict…"

The Phoenix Empress sighed, looking down at the little Xian'er in her arms, gently kissing her face, and murmuring, "Xian'er, your daddy is back."

…

In the Dragon Nest beneath the sea,

Long Yuan's face was filled with excitement, his hands hanging at his sides clenched tightly in anticipation, "Dragon Lord, he has been resurrected! He has come back to life!"

"Yes, he has been resurrected…"

The Dragon Lord waved his hand in front of him, and a table appeared out of thin air, with a scroll of paper slowly unfurling upon it, covered with densely packed text, each character shimmering with light.

"His glory has not ended, and there are more legendary stories to come, and the stories I write will continue his legend!"

He wrote furiously, his heart filled with joy, "Long Yuan, bring wine! Accompany this Lord in a joyous drink for three days, hahaha!"

…

Inside the Everlasting Divine Hall, the terrifying auras of the Vermilion Bird and Ye Qingxue receded. The Vermilion Bird's divine form, the golden-red divine flames, all dissipated, and the pulsating military talismans also disappeared.

"I said, there is always a glimmer of hope. His life, his destiny, has always been in his own hands. The seeds of good he planted will surely bring him good fruit. If you had forcibly intervened, how could he have turned misfortune into blessings and risen to greater heights?"

From within the blue stone coffin, that desolate voice echoed.

"We lost our composure."

Ye Qingxue's voice was calm, but her heart was far from as peaceful as it seemed. She was happy for him, with the excitement and joy of something lost and found. It was as if her heart, which had been hollowed out, was suddenly filled to the brim, without leaving a single gap, every feeling so wonderful.

"In the future, try not to influence his great karma. For things that might be sensed by the strong from the Dark Universe, you must not interfere. The inheritor chosen by me and that existence will not die so easily. The so-called innate destiny is uncertain, equivalent to having infinite possibilities in life. No matter what kind of desperate situation he faces, there will always be a glimmer of hope."

"That may be so, but he will still need help when necessary. This time, the wisp of true soul in his star of life, was it secretly preserved by you, Your Excellency?"

The Vermilion Bird said this, she could not do it, to not interfere at all, no matter what.

"Yes, but that is all I did."

The blue stone coffin gradually faded and disappeared in the Everlasting Divine Hall.

"Princess…"

"Aunt You…"

The Vermilion Bird and Ye Qingxue looked at each other, and then hugged each other tightly, both with tears of joy in their eyes.

…

Beneath the Little World Tree, Jun Wuxie's body exuded a vigorous vitality like a dragon, with a physique stronger than its peak, flowing with a crystal-clear radiance, occasionally blooming with brilliant golden light, causing the Little World Tree to be bathed in a splendid golden glow.

His physical body recovered, his primordial spirit recovered, escaping the abyss of death, his consciousness quickly became familiar with and perfectly controlled his body.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw two beautiful faces and eyes filled with joyful tears.

"Yinlan, Xiaoxiao."

His voice was slightly hoarse. Returning from the brink of death, he had not spoken for a long time, and his throat was a little unaccustomed.

"Husband…"

Ji Yinlan gazed at him, tears streaming down her cheeks.

There was a strange fear in her heart, afraid that what she was experiencing at this moment was just a beautiful, illusory dream she had constructed.

Her trembling hand wanted to touch him, but stopped in mid-air, never daring to move forward.

"Wuxie gege…"

Su Xiaoxiao was also in tears, her heart as afraid as Ji Yinlan's.

"Don't cry."

Jun Wuxie reached out and embraced them, holding them tightly in his arms, feeling both heartache and pity.

He didn't know what kind of heartbreak and torment they had endured, staying here, looking at his withered corpse every day during the days he was dead.

"You really came back…"

Ji Yinlan and Su Xiaoxiao felt the warmth of his body, heard his strong and powerful heartbeat, and the strength of his arms holding them, and the panic and unease in their hearts disappeared, tightly hugging him back, trying to squeeze themselves into his flesh and blood, wishing they could melt into him.

"I'm back, it's all over."

Jun Wuxie lowered his head and kissed their hair, his eyes also slightly moist.

There were too many people who cared about him, and he had too many people he cared about.

Death, whether for him or for them, was a kind of torment and cruelty.

"Wuxie gege…" Su Xiaoxiao raised her tear-stained face and gazed at him with her beautiful eyes. "I'm sorry, Xiaoxiao shouldn't have been cold to you, it's all Xiaoxiao's fault…"

Jun Wuxie pressed his finger to her lips and said with a smile, "What are you apologizing for? I have never blamed you. At any time, I will respect your choices, and in my heart, you will always be that Su Xiaoxiao."

He looked up and saw Jing Ya, standing quietly a few meters away, looking at him with tears in her eyes. He released Ji Yinlan and Su Xiaoxiao, got up, walked to her, and gave her a brief hug.

"Aunt Jing followed your instructions and sent them all to the Upper Realm. It's just that the realm passage is not very stable. After they arrive in the Upper Realm, they may be teleported to different coordinate areas, making it difficult to gather together."

"Thank you, Aunt Jing."

Jun Wuxie looked at her pale face, felt that her physical condition seemed to be very bad, and couldn't help but grab her wrist to check her internal condition.

Jing Ya struggled slightly a few times but didn't break free, and said, "Aunt Jing is fine, it's just that the consumption is a bit large, it will be fine after some rest."

Jun Wuxie's expression gradually became serious. He saw clearly Jing Ya's internal condition, which was not as simple as she said.

Not only was her origin severely damaged, but the core origin was even covered with cracks. This was a very serious origin injury. How could it be so easy to repair?

But she was a great expert in the Holy Emperor Realm. If it was just a Half-Saint Peak, he could use the various rare resources he currently had, plus his own origin, to help her repair it.

However, for the origin of a Holy Emperor Realm expert, these rare treasures and his origin were powerless.

"Aunt Jing, is this the injury you sustained when you acted as a bridge?"

Jun Wuxie felt very uncomfortable and moved, this elegant woman, the Holy Emperor Realm expert of the Upper Realm's demon clan, only because she cherished his talent, made such a great sacrifice for him.

"Aunt Jing is really fine, you don't need to worry."

Jing Ya gave him a relaxed smile.

Jun Wuxie shook his head and said, "Aunt Jing, tell me, what kind of consequences will such an injury bring to you? I want to hear the truth!"

Jing Ya lowered her eyes when she heard this, silent.

After a moment, she raised her head, looked at his concerned gaze, and whispered, "The consequence is… my realm may remain below the Holy Realm for a long time. Returning to the Upper Realm, under such world rules, I will fall to the Holy Sect Peak Realm, but you don't need to worry, it will slowly recover."

Jun Wuxie's heart trembled.

Falling to the Holy Sect Peak?

There was no Half-Saint system in the Upper Realm. Aunt Jing had not cultivated the Half-Saint system. Before the Holy Realm was the Holy Sect Realm.

The gap between the Holy Sect Peak and the Holy Realm was far greater than the gap between the Half-Saint Peak and the Holy Realm.

A great expert in the Holy Emperor Realm, falling to the Holy Sect Peak in one fell swoop, how cruel would this be for a cultivator, almost equivalent to abolishing all his cultivation.

The power of the Holy Emperor was billions of times stronger than that of the Holy Sect, and they were not comparable at all!

How many people in this world could bear such a huge gap.

Aunt Jing said it so easily, but Jun Wuxie knew that she must be very sad in her heart.

"It's all because of me. Aunt Jing didn't need to stay in the Lower Realm. You shouldn't have paid such a price…"

"Don't blame yourself. Aunt Jing is willing. Besides, it's just a fall in realm. As long as people are alive, there is hope for the future, isn't there?"

Jing Ya comforted him, but she didn't know how to comfort herself.

Before this, she was sad because of Jun Wuxie's fall, and never thought about the future.

Now, she began to think about the future. How would she face her life in the future?

Staying in the Lower Realm meant that she might never have the opportunity to repair her origin, because the resource level of this universe was far from being able to help her recover.

If she returned to the Upper Realm, she would not be able to return to the demon clan.

Returning to the demon clan with her Holy Sect Realm cultivation would only make her a pawn of the Elder Council. A person without any value, even with her brother-in-law and sister supporting her, the Elder Council would definitely push her out in order to stabilize the line of the Holy Son Teng Yi.

If she didn't return to the demon clan, where could she go?

Without any background support, with her appearance, only the Holy Sect Realm, and with an origin injury, no longer good at fighting, she might face unimaginable disasters. If she fell into the hands of some unscrupulous people, it would be extremely tragic.

"Little guy, you are alive, everything is fine. Aunt Jing is a little tired and wants to rest for a while."

Her face showed a look of fatigue. After speaking, she didn't wait for Jun Wuxie to respond and turned to leave.

Jun Wuxie was in a heavy mood. At the moment she turned around, he saw depression and dimness in her eyes.

Looking at her receding back, Jun Wuxie made a decision in his heart.

He turned around, looked at Ji Yinlan and Su Xiaoxiao, noticed the Little World Tree, and his heart trembled suddenly.

Was this still the Little World Tree from before?

Why were all her branches and leaves withered, the bark cracked, and covered with scars, the breath of life extremely weak.

"Little World Tree, how could you become like this?"

His voice trembled slightly as he stroked the scars on her body.

Ji Yinlan sighed and recounted how she had forcibly crossed the River of Void with the Little World Tree to bring back his remains.

Jun Wuxie felt extremely distressed. One by one, the people around him had paid a heavy price for him, even to the point of being on the verge of death.

The Little World Tree had risked her life, but only to bring back his remains!

"Don't be sad. If it weren't for you, I would still be suffering in darkness, living a life worse than death. I've been very happy these years. All this ease and joy were brought to me by you. Even if my life ends here, I have no regrets."

The withered branches of the Little World Tree drooped down, gently caressing his face, just like before, except that there were no longer any green leaves on the branches, only dry and rough bark.

"I won't allow your life to end here!" Jun Wuxie stretched out his palm and said, "Come, come into my palm."

The Little World Tree's tree body quickly shrank, turning into a hazy sapling, landing in his palm. Her branches gently brushed his palm as she murmured, "There is no eternal life in this world. It will eventually wither. Life has its end, no need to be attached..."

"I said, I won't allow you to die! Although I can't help you restore your vitality for the time being, I can stabilize the flame of your life!"

As he spoke, a vortex appeared in his palm.

"Wuxie, you can't!"

The Little World Tree struggled, wanting to escape from his palm, but she was too weak now to break free. She was soon sucked into the vortex.

"I will nourish you with the essence of my life. I won't allow you to die!"

He forcibly brought the Little World Tree into his Blessed Cave. The essence of life in his body surged into the Blessed Cave, pouring into the Little World Tree's body, forcibly stabilizing her flame of life that was constantly extinguished with the passage of time.

"Wuxie, don't do this. It will affect your cultivation and your combat endurance. I can't become your burden. Let me out!"

The Little World Tree sobbed and pleaded in his Blessed Cave.

She had vowed to assist him for life, but she never thought that she would eventually become his burden...

"Be obedient and recuperate in my Blessed Cave. I will help you recover as before in the future. I'm not afraid of you becoming my burden, just like you didn't think about the consequences when you went to the Dark Continent to bring me back. And I'm just losing some life essence, which is far less than what you've done for me."

"You..."

The Little World Tree sighed faintly. She knew that she could not change his decision no matter what.

"Husband," Ji Yinlan stepped forward, looking at his blood-stained clothes, and said, "Let's go back to the sect to change clothes first."

He shook his head gently and said in a slightly low voice, "Has Azure Heaven fallen?"

"Yes."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

"Where is he buried?"

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head: "I don't know. At that time, our attention was on the Dark Continent. When we turned around, his body was gone..."

"Gone..."

Jun Wuxie looked up at the sky.

Azure Heaven's body is gone. If the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land took it away, there would definitely be news. The only explanation is that it was taken away by the Heavenly Dao.

"I have returned, and I should let all living beings know. Next, I still have many things to do."

Jun Wuxie stepped into the air and came to the sky above the Immortal Execution Dynasty. His body was like a brilliant sun, blooming with golden light.

Everyone in the dynasty was alarmed by the brilliant golden light and looked up.

In that magnificent golden light, they saw a heroic man. That familiar face made everyone's eyes instantly fill with tears, and they were so excited that they couldn't speak.

"I'm back."

His voice was very calm, but it spread to every corner of the dynasty, echoing in everyone's ears.

"Lord Jun! Lord Jun is resurrected!"

Suddenly, the entire dynasty was boiling.

"Thank you, God. Lord Jun has returned, has returned!"

People knelt on the ground, crying loudly. This time, the crying was no longer sadness, but excitement and joy.

This news quickly spread to other ancient stars of life. All living beings cheered, and the entire Emperor Beginning Star Region was immersed in joy and excitement.

Qing Yushang, Great Ancestor, Great Elder, and others came to the dynasty one after another, looking at the figure standing in the sky above the dynasty, as radiant as the sun, heroic and tall, with unparalleled divine姿, their eyes filled with tears.