Chapter 1273 Bid Farewell

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The layout of the Immortal Pagoda remained the same as before. At the entrance of the pond, the once withered Golden Lotus of Fortune and the withered lotus stalk were still there. Chu Jun looked at the withered lotus leaf, a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes. He turned around and walked inside.

Flowers blossomed on both sides of the road, lush vegetation, bees, butterflies, birds, and birds swam about. Under the shade of the trees, all kinds of wild beasts were sleeping. The scene was the same as back then. Back then, Coldlight and Lie Hands broke into the Immortal Pagoda and massacred the creatures inside. Now, there seemed to be more creatures in the pagoda than before. It seemed that the Five Extremes Sect disciples who had fallen in the great calamity had returned to this place with their souls.

Chu Jun did not alert these creatures and went straight into the inner pagoda.

The Three Lives Ancestor's Divine Tree of Life stood tall and towering, and the Spirit Spring of Life in that pool was about to reach its bottom.

Chu Jun came to the Divine Tree of Life and looked up. Sure enough, he saw the old man sleeping on the tree with his beard hanging upside down. He smiled and said, "Master, this disciple has come to see you."

Old Man San Sheng rolled down the tree and landed on the ground, giving Chu Jun a shudder. He said, "Brat, have you finished paying the public rations to all your wives? Come and see this old man when you have time."

Chu Jun awkwardly laughed dryly, "Master, please don't be so vulgar. The disciple came to see you without stopping just after discussing the matter."

Old Man San Sheng cast a sidelong glance at Chu Jun with his mung bean eyes and said, "Really? The horse doesn't stop. That's the horse that you rode all night. If you're tired of riding one horse for another, you can draw a picture of eight horses driving together."

Chu Jun almost fell down. This little old man was too vulgar, so vulgar that he had too much meaning.

Old Man San Sheng triumphantly twirled his last remaining beard, evidently very satisfied with his occasional witty remark.

"Master, this disciple is preparing to go to the God Realm. Come with me, old man. The spatial structure here cannot be upgraded to the Emperor Rank." Chu Jun said.

Old Man San Sheng waved his hand and said, "This old bone of mine can't withstand the torment anymore. It's fine if I don't go. There's not much time left. Why don't we stay here and sleep a few more nights? I won't even have a chance to sleep once my primordial spirit dissipates."

Chu Jun's expression darkened. The Three Lives Ancestor's words were indeed true. On the day he returned, Chu Jun had already checked his pulse. The Three Lives Ancestor's vitality essence had already run out of oil, and his primordial spirit was about to collapse. His old fleshly body was riddled with holes and scars. If it wasn't for his cultivation, this fleshly body would have long died.

Old Man San Sheng patted Chu Jun on the shoulder and smiled, "Life, age, sickness, and death are the ultimate principles of reincarnation. No one can escape from them. I have lived for nearly 100,000 years, and I am already quite satisfied. Death is just a return to nature. You don't have to cry so hard. Just kowtow to your master for a few seconds."

Old Man San Sheng was originally teasing, but Chu Jun really knelt down and respectfully kowtowed three times. The Three Lives Ancestor's gaze softened. He helped Chu Jun up and said happily, "The most proud thing in my life is not that I have lived for 100,000 years, nor have I founded the Five Extremes Sect, but that I have nurtured a disciple like you." As he spoke, he patted Chu Jun's shoulder and continued, "Go, let go. As long as everything doesn't go against my heart."

"Master, are you really not going to the God Realm with this disciple?" Chu Jun said unyieldingly.

"No, no!" Old Man Sansheng waved his hand and yawned. "It's useless to get old. I'm tired after a few activities. If you come back half a day later, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on. Let's go. Don't disturb my sleep." After he finished speaking, he pushed Chu Jun, rolled himself back into the tree in a ball, and stabbed his beard into the tree to hang up.

Chu Jun secretly sighed and said, "Master, that disciple has left. I'll see you in two days!"

"Scram. Don't disturb my sleep if you have nothing else. Even if I come, I won't bother with you. When you have children, bring them back. If I haven't forsaken them by then, I will definitely give the little fellows a gift to meet. If there is a papaya on the tree, cut it and give it to them to eat."

Chu Jun's nose turned sour. Old Man Sansheng said goodbye to him!

Chu Jun once again knelt down and knocked nine times. Only then did he stand up and look at the Three Lives Ancestor hanging upside down on the tree. He said softly, "Master, this disciple has left!"

After waiting for a moment without any response, Chu Jun could only turn around and leave the Immortal Pagoda in disappointment.

…

The Nine Continents City was rebuilt on the original ruins. Of course, its scale was far inferior to the first-rate Satellite City back then.

At this moment, Nine Continents City was extremely lively. The crowds on the main streets were so crowded that it was not an exaggeration to describe them as being completely packed.

The crowd moved like snails in the direction of the Prefecture Lord's Mansion, because everyone wanted to see the elegance of World King Chu Jun.

The flow of people was too dense, so there were naturally a lot of friction. Zhang San was stepped on by Li Si, Zhao Wu was touched by Wang Liu, Hua Qiniang was rubbed against Xiong Ba's chest, and so on. The crowd was filled with angry curses.

Outside Nine Continents City, Lu Zhou State Lord Li Yifu led 200,000 troops to the north of the city, waiting for World King Chu Jun to summon them. Shen Xiaobao, on the other hand, led a hundred thousand troops from the continent to the south of the city.

As the cultivators on the streets rushed towards the Prefecture Lord's Mansion, a dignified shout suddenly resounded throughout the city, "Your Majesty, the World King has ordered that the parade be held outside the East City Gate because of the lack of space in the city."

Those who had finally managed to squeeze out of the Prefecture Lord's Mansion couldn't help but hiss in disappointment, while the other cultivators on the street cheered and thundered. They swiftly turned around and ran towards the East City Gate, preparing to occupy a good position at close range, so that they could see the World Clear King.

Very quickly, the crowd on the streets rushed out of the eastern city, and the two armies stationed at the north gate and south gate also turned to the north gate.

It was almost noon, and three neat teams had already formed three square formations outside Dongcheng Gate. From left to right, they were the Divine Continent Army, the Luzhou Army, and the Bu Zhou Army. Among them, the Divine Continent Army had 150,000, the Luzhou Army 200,000, and the Bu Zhou Army 100,000, adding up to 450,000 troops.

The army was surrounded by nearly a million onlookers. The number of humans present accounted for almost half of the population of the entire human realm. This was the largest gathering of humans since the catastrophe.

Everyone looked in the direction of the city gate. Following the sound of three hundred Spirit Astral Heavy Cannon s, a group of people appeared above the city gate.

He saw a blue-robed man in the middle, his eyebrows sharp and straight as a pine, surrounded by Marshal Tao Fei Fei Fei, Incense Lee, and the generals.

Suddenly, a brilliant light shone on the city wall. The enormous phantom in Chu appeared in the sky, making it clear to everyone who was far away from the city. In an instant, the entire venue was silent, and more than a million people held their breaths and breathed quietly.

"I'm Chu Jun!" A loud voice rang out.

The entire venue instantly boiled. The 450,000 troops bent their knees and half knelt, shouting in unison, "Greetings, Your Majesty, World King." His voice shook the heavens and earth.

"You are all fortunate to be here today, because you have survived this catastrophe, but it is also unfortunate, because after 100,000 years, your descendants will experience the suffering you have suffered once again." Chu Jun said indifferently.

The entire arena fell silent once again, leaving only Chu Jun's voice echoing in the heavens and earth.

"Everyone knows that there are three worlds of people, demons, and ghosts. In fact, there is still a fourth world, and that is the God Realm!" Chu Jun continued, "The God Realm still has the God Race and the Arachnid Race. I believe most of the people here have seen the God Race. They are those fellows who wear short armor and wield large spears and swords in their hands and chase after you. The Arachnid Race is attacking those monsters in Nine Continents City."

The xiuzhe in the arena began to whisper.

Chu Jun's enormous illusory image swept across the entire arena, causing the surroundings to immediately quieten down.

"Everyone knows that this king has disappeared for decades after the catastrophe because this king went to the God Realm!" Chu Jun said indifferently, "Where did this king find out? The heaven and earth catastrophe was all caused by the God Race. The so-called legend of the Nine Furnace Sovereign is just a conspiracy …!"

Chu Jun announced the matter of the Nine Cauldrons Yuan Accumulation. This way, even if Lin Yue wanted to implement the Nine Cauldrons Yuan Accumulation Plan again, it would be impossible, unless she had a way to erase the memories of the entire human race.

When Chu Jun finished speaking, the entire arena exploded. This news was simply too shocking.

"Those abominable God Races treat the Three Realms as a backyard that they plundered wantonly. They treat us as pigs and sheep and kill us at will. Isn't that hateful?" Shen Xiaobao shouted loudly.

"Hateful! Hateful!" The furious roar shook the heavens and earth.

"Do you want to resist?" Shen Xiaobao shouted again.

"We have to resist!"

"Kill those bastards!"

"Your Majesty, we'll do whatever you say!"

The entire venue was filled with excitement, and all sorts of angry roars resounded through the sky.

Shen Xiaobao was very satisfied with this result. He stretched out his arms and shouted, "His Majesty the World King will definitely lead us to completely change our destiny. We humans will never be pigs and sheep!"

"Never be a pig or sheep. Long live Your Majesty the World King!" Li Yifu was so angry that he almost took out his milk power and shouted loudly. The 200,000 troops behind him had already been raised and shouted in unison.

"Never be a pig or sheep. Long live Your Majesty the World King!" A neat and powerful roar echoed for a hundred li.

Following that, Chu Jun made some extremely inspiring speeches.

Just as the meeting was about to end, light/energy surged from afar, and a group of thousands of golden-armored divine weapons flew over like lightning.

The entire venue instantly became restless. Some cultivators even turned around and ran away. Back then, these golden-armored divine weapons had killed the survivors everywhere. In addition, they had also captured many people to become cannon fodder in the God Realm. Hence, the cultivators of the Human Realm couldn't help but feel incomparably terrified when they saw these divine weapons.

The group of golden-armored divine weapons stopped above the venue, and the three of them flew out in the direction of the city wall.

Only then did the cultivators who had escaped realize that these Divine Weapons that had killed people before did not seem to be here to kill people. They all stopped running and looked back.

The three God Race cultivators flew above the city wall. The first one was an extremely handsome middle-aged man with a long beard floating under his chin. A beautiful woman wearing a white gauze dress next to him was none other than Ah Chou's cold moon shadow that had erased the Forbidden Seal of Divine Abandonment.

"Haha, Brother Han, we meet again!" The handsome middle-aged man stroked his beard and smiled.

Chu Jun originally felt that this fellow looked familiar, and he immediately woke up when he heard him speak. Wasn't this the fellow Yang Qingtian?