Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

That sound...

At first, it seemed viscous, cloudy, slow and deep, as if rising slowly from the misty earth, toward the cloudy night sky.

But the night sky rolling over the clouds was too dark, and no one knew if it would be completely swallowed up by the clouds, or if it could tear apart the sealed dome.

Hearing this familiar sound almost blended into the blood and bone marrow, the spirits of all ordinary people and practitioners were trembling. Before consciousness had yet to react, instincts had driven them to emit a similar frequency of shocks, centred on the soul of Li Yao, the source of the sound, and the ripples of a single spiritual converged together, like a trembling river.

Meng Chen, Han Puling, Zhu Zongyu, Qi Zhongdao, Yan Leaving, Master Bitter Cicada... the strong from the ancient holy world, watched, listened, and perceived all of this.

What is happening in front of us is these intelligent, hundred-war Yuan Babies and Gods of Divinity that we have never experienced.

Thousands of ordinary people resonate with the souls of low-order practitioners, and even more so with the new power they have never seen, experienced and shocked!

In the lowliness and resonance of all hearts, the voice was finally like an untamed giant beast, with a high howl, slammed hard on the night sky of the clouds, and hit a golden and brilliant Asahi!

This is the darkest moment before dawn.

But it was the darkness of the night sky that supported the brilliance of Asahi. It was red as blood. It quickly penetrated half the clouds, making a small piece of sky in the East clear, clear and bright!

Night stretches its teeth and wants to surround and devour this little hope.

But Asahi and the sun hidden behind Asahi are getting brighter and brighter and more unstoppable!

The two forces of light and darkness are slain in a bleeding sky, thrilled and generous music is transmitted to the ears of the ancient saints and mighty as if they were slowly unfolding an indelible scroll in front of them - the golden sun tearing clouds like sharp blades and the dark mist covering the pale earth, illuminating an army marching silently on rugged mountain roads and dangerous earth, reflected on every set of luminous armor, every shining sword and every deeply tenacious face!

The collision of swords and armor, the sound of horseshoes treading, the neat and uniform breath of the warriors, and the sound of that bloody flag hunting and sounding in the wind, all the noise became part of the music and blended perfectly into this magnificent procession!

“Why is there music? ”

Meng Huixin and Han Puling face each other.

“This, this is like the national anthem of Starlight Federation! ”

The Phoenix Emperor and Qi Zhongdao reacted simultaneously - they were very interested in the national architecture of modern civilization, and the anthems, flags, etc. of the Federation of Stars and Lights were an important part of their study.

“No way. Can you really inspire morale by singing the national anthem? ”

Ba Xiaoyu stared at Li Yao.

Along with the resonance of the divine souls of all, the emotions, will, spirit and spiritual unity of all of us became a ripple, attracted by the source of resonance, and converged to Li Yaogao high to the right hand of the sky.

There, a brilliant to invisible light sphere has been born, and it expands rapidly in the greatest war songs of the Federation, becoming hotter and stronger.

The entire dark void was disturbed by the light sphere and distorted uncontrollably.

Ba Xiaoyu realized that Li Yao was not joking when he said he wanted to sing to inspire morale.

Well, that's his trick!

“You're exaggerating! ”

Ba Xiaoyu, Qi Changsheng, Wan Mingzhu... many ancient saints could not help but shout at each other.

But the next thing they know, the higher the song doesn't go, the more generous and fierce the orgasm, the lower it sinks, the more gentle and soothing it becomes.

The long notes showed another scroll in front of them… it was a winding river, fluctuating wheat waves, dotted with quiet and tranquil villages on both sides of the river and the wheat waves, and countless people who smiled, sang, were happy, held hands, and waited at their toes.

So the ancient saints understood the power that the song began singing, the army that sang, why it fought and where it was going!

Here, the river, the wheat fields and the village, are their homeland.

They are going to defend this precious land, this beautiful homeland, to fight the most terrible enemy in the entire universe, the deepest darkness!

Wife and children stare behind them, hot home meals await them between red brick green tiles, wheat waves and rice flowers, rivers and rivers, all supporting them!

With the support of these forces, in the chapter of soothing and gentrifying, this army, this song, this indomitable spirit, has accumulated a surge of strength, accompanied by an astonishing drum of war, the music suddenly climaxes, the army pounds into the sky, the lightning thunder and the clouds roll over, the people of the front line and the homeland, the people of illusion and reality, men, women and children, ordinary people and the mendicators, sing together:

“Ah, in the thunder of lightning, you can see...

“What makes us so proud?

“The clouds are full of dawn,

“Who rides the winds and waves in the stars and seas?

“Thunder, thunder, thunder, thunderbolt, thunderbolt, thunderbolt!

“Whether or not the raging fury of the stars and seas ceases,

“In the holy land, in the free sky, move on, Federation, move on, Federation! ”

The sound of a wave above a wave, as countless times over the past 600 years, will never be blocked by any force once it sounds!

This was originally a battlefield, the warriors killed in the blood sea of the dead mountains, the battle song that collided in countless sword exchanges and broken bones; this was originally the battle song that countless warriors sang in a loud roar when they rushed shoulder to shoulder for death and destruction; no need for a moving melody, no need for a professional song throat, no need to step on every beat, just a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand, a hundred million people together, burning their lives together, shaking their own spirits, resonance, resonance, a common roar, a nation, a nation, a voice of civilization!

Qi Zhongdao, Meng Chen Xiaoyu, Ba Xiaoyu... The ancient Saints were not familiar with this song that has been circulating for 600 or 700 years, but somehow, this song is like a steel flood, but it strikes their souls deeply, shakes their hearts, even every finger, every toe and even every bunch of hair, shakes with it.

“What kind of magic is this? Why does it feel so bloody hot! ”

Ba Xiaoyu's eyes widened, the more his divine fire burned, sometime he had burned all the tentacles wrapped around him, and the frequency of the flame jumping, he was also attracted by the sound in Li Yao's soul, like beating them, singing and singing!

“But it feels good! ”

Ba Xiaoyu tightened his fist. His fists were like two hearts. "Bob” was beating. “I didn't know it. It seemed like it burned all the way from my toes to the heavenly lid. It's been a long time since I had this feeling of smoothness. Is this... a sign of a breakthrough? ”

“Li Yao...”

Ba Xiaoyu and many ancient saints stared deeply at the source of everything, Li Yao glanced.

At this moment, Li Yao, his entire right arm and even his entire upper body, were all surrounded by the erupting light sphere of the supernova, completely seizing the “realm” of the extraterrestrial celestial demon and becoming the absolute center of the whole dark void!

“Is this the real 'Three Kingdoms Supreme, Vulture Lee Yew’? His power, it's —— it's unpredictable, it's unstoppable! ”

Even Meng Yaochen and the witch followed the clouds to make the gods, they could not open their eyes with the light that blossomed above Li Yao's right palm.

Forward, Federation! Forward, Federation! ”In the song, the army that jumped from the sky has completely torn the darkness, grinding the clouds, it is not clear whether the sun is wearing gorgeous armor for each of them, or their golden glittering sword, turned into the sun that sprinkles the earth and guards the sun!

“Impossible! ”

The screams of the extraterrestrial demons came from the golden sun, “This is my world, no one can destroy me here, no...”

“Li Yao! ”

Professor Mo Xuan made another hoarse sound, and after tearing off three or four “fake Professor Mo Xuan”, his expression reached the extreme pain, but he took off the outer shell of the silver and white sphere, revealing the dark red light point of density and numbness at the core, “Now, leave me alone, come on! ”

“Professor, I'm sorry! ”

Li Yao bit his teeth and wept.

“It's me, I'm sorry everyone. ”

Professor Mo Xuan laughed, laughing, laughing like a relieved smile, "I'm wrong, I hope it's not too late, now, correct this mistake! ”

“Impossible! I won't lose! No, no, no! Why, why is that? ”

Extraterritorial celestial demons struggled desperately, screaming terribly, countless flagells and tentacles waving in vain, one pierced Professor Mo Xuan, but could no longer erode him in the slightest, crystal clear, belonging to the will and heart of mankind!

“Don't you get it, motherfucker! ”

Li Yao laughed in tears, "You think you can compute everything, control everything and manipulate everything with a few super crystal brains and a huge database!

“But human emotions are incalculable, human will is uncontrolled, and the human spirit is unstoppable!

“Even if you pour out the computational power of the universe, don't even try to gauge the limits of our human civilization. Even if we encounter more dark, cruel and ugly things on the way forward, we will go forward and solve everything with our courage and wisdom. We will never seal ourselves, in a tiny chip, in a fictional law, in the illusion of 'absolute peace'!

“Qingqing sister is not under your control, Professor Mo Xuan is not under your control, all spiritual people will not be willing to be controlled by you, bound by so-called boundaries and laws. From the beginning, you lose, you bastard!

“Didn't you feel human emotion? Then taste this, the wrath of man, the pride of man, the seven lusts of man, the laughter, the singing and the growling of man!

“The world is ours, go to hell! ”

At that moment, the light bulb that gathered the will and pride of countless people, angry and growling, exploded!

Dark void, instantly shattered, human incalculable, incalculable, uncontrolled and limitless fire of the divine soul, the instant encloses the whole world!