There were mournful cries from heaven to earth, and the mourning bells tolled for a long time.

Wang Tao stared at Yuanhai Shenzun with his mouth open, and his reluctant bow turned into a sincere kneel and kowtow in farewell.

It seems that Yuanhai Shenzun knows what Wang Tao is asking. Obviously, this answer is a taboo in the world.

Even so, Yuanhai Shenzun truthfully told Wang Tao the cruel truth.

The attendant boys from the Return Palace came one after another to bid farewell to the Yuanhai God, and then the gods from the Eastern Wasteland Palace arrived one after another.

Donghuang Shenjun was stunned for a moment after seeing Wang Tao. Wang Tao caught the complicated look in Donghuang Shenjun's eyes out of the corner of his eye.

Wang Tao simply met the eyes of the Lord of the East Wasteland and said simply and clearly: "I want to use the East Wasteland to search for traces of the demons."

The Divine Lord smiled awkwardly: "What did the Divine Lord say? Now that you are the chief Divine Lord of the Eastern Wilderness, and the Divine Lord is allowed to walk around in the Eight Wastes, why do you use the word "Tao"?

Wang Tao politely handed over his hand. Now that he is the main deity, the so-called deity's relationship with him is just a colleague.

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Yuanhai Shenzun passed away, and Wang Tao urgently summoned his disciple Sun Murongjian to return to the palace to help with arrangements and funeral arrangements.

When the little swordsman set foot in the Return Hall again, he was wearing sneakers and a soft pink down jacket.

He wore a peaked cap and a pair of glasses for myopia.

The strange attire attracted the patriarch of the royal family of the Baqi Kingdom to scold him for being insulting to the gentlemen. Murong Jian looked at his master pitifully.

Wang Tao led him to kneel in front of the coffin and said solemnly: "When the Lord Yuanhai was here, Murong Jian, the emperor of Xu Baqi Kingdom, entered the Return Hall and paid homage to this Lord. Today, in front of the Lord, Wang Tao officially accepted Murong Jian into the Return Hall. He is the direct descendant of the Return Hall."

At this time, the guests from the Baqi Kingdom and the Eight Desolate Gods who were bidding farewell all knelt on the ground and kowtowed together: "Congratulations, God!"

Wang Tao did not express his dissatisfaction with the Little Swordsman's dress. The master and the disciple carried the coffin of Yuan Hai Shen Zun into the Twilight Bay deep in the Return Hall.

The gods are more open-minded about life and death than ordinary people.

After saying goodbye, everything is done.

The little swordsman asked in confusion: "Master, what should we do next?"

Wang Tao looked at the void of time outside the window and said quietly: "I am going to find the original ancestors of the Eight Wastelands. Once they are infected by the demons, the world will eventually be destroyed."

The little swordsman was even more confused: "Master, the ancestors of the Eight Wastelands? Are you talking about the remnants of the prehistoric times?"

Wang Tao shook his head, nodded again, patted Murong Jian and said, "Go and say goodbye to your family. Externally, you and I, master and disciple, will have to stay in seclusion for a long time to pray for the Yuanhai God."

The little swordsman was even more confused: "Master, the Return Hall has the most complete teleportation platform, but you actually want to walk through the human world and pass the seal?"

Wang Tao nodded: "The demons can leave, why can't I?"

The gods of the Eastern Wasteland knew that Yuanhai Shenzun had arranged for his only disciple Wang Tao to practice his skills in secret before the disaster.

This time Wang Tao closed the Return Hall again and continued his master's legacy. The gods could only praise Wang Tao for his benevolence, righteousness, and filial piety.

When Master and Disciple Wang Tao appeared again at home in the human world, Xiaodie hugged Wang Tao's thigh and cried: "Godfather, help me, Mommy is going to sell me!"

Although he was in a state of confusion at the moment, Wang Tao did not believe that Sister Li would sell his precious goddaughter.

Lifting up Xiaodie, Wang Tao said cheerfully: "Did Xiaodie make mother angry?"

Xiaodie was not willing to admit it. She just shook Wang Tao's arm and said, "That aunt transferred the money to my mother, and my mother forced me to go with that aunt!"

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