Regarding this matter, Li Yan did not want to explain too much.

He knew that behind Lu Sheng and his group, the true mastermind was in the Daluo Law Realm, possibly a figure of great significance.

Even if they delve into the Netherworld, they can still ensure its safety.

To prevent any mishap, even without seeking rewards, it must be eliminated.

The others naturally did not understand the reason behind it.

They didn't bother to overthink it and instead looked at the distant Nine Tripod.

The beast skin covering it, at some unknown time, had been struck by random spears, creating large holes and could no longer suppress the Jingzhou Tripod.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Accompanied by a rumbling sound, the Divine Tripod once again emitted a golden radiance.

"What should we do?"

Sha Lifei looked somewhat troubled and hurriedly asked.

However, what he received was only silence.

Facing such an incomprehensible Divine Artifact, everyone was at a loss on what to do and dared not act rashly.

At this moment, the earth vein within Chengdu Prefecture was already shaking violently.

If not handled properly, it might immediately spread, causing countless casualties.

Just then, a thought crossed Li Yan's mind, and he looked towards the city gate.

He saw a man holding a Three-pointed Double-edged Blade, wearing a Bronze Nuo Mask, with a dazzling golden light flashing at his forehead, striding forward.

This was Erlang Yang Jian.

At this moment, his aura had disappeared, seemingly like an ordinary mortal.

More accurately, his aura had merged with the surrounding heaven and earth.

Just a simple walk seemed to carry a certain spiritual charm.

Erlang had used the Divine Fire from Wen Lingguan to obliterate the Evil Spirit Qi and fused with the aura of successive River Lords.

At this moment, he had become the River Lord.

While it seemed he was walking, the scene before him continuously changed, flashing rapidly from ancient times to the present.

The so-called River Lord is the guardian of this land.

He was naturally aware of the battle on the field earlier.

Facing everyone's complex gazes, Yang Jian did not pay any mind and instead went to the still-standing body of Cheng Jianxin, extending a finger lightly.

With a thud!

Cheng Jianxin's body fell to the ground instantly.

"What are you doing?!"

Chang Tianque holding a sword, roared in anger as he came forward.

However, Yang Jian merely turned his head to look, and Chang Tianque found his whole body stiff and difficult to move.

"Ten years later, at Wang Family Village under Qingcheng Mountain…"

The cold voice sounded in Chang Tianque's ears.

This voice could only be heard by him.

Suddenly enlightened, Chang Tianque was overjoyed, kneeling down and kowtowing.

Subsequently, Erlang Yang Jian came to Li Yan, looked at him through the Bronze Nuo Mask, hesitated for a moment, then slowly removed the mask and placed it in Li Yan's hand, saying coldly: "Perhaps you might find it useful…"

Such words left Li Yan utterly puzzled.

Glancing once again at the Bronze Nuo Mask with vertical eyes in his hand,

The area at the forehead seemed to be subtly glowing...

After doing all this, Yang Jian came before the Jingzhou Tripod.

At this moment, the Jingzhou Tripod was already glowing with golden light, radiating divine might.

However, Yang Jian's posture remained upright, the Three-pointed Double-edged Blade spun and suddenly plunged into the ground, then pressed upon the Divine Tripod.

"Ah——!"

His fair face became ferocious, bursting forth with vigorous power.

The dense incense Qi unexpectedly transformed into visible golden light, resembling golden flames burning fiercely.

The howling gale enveloped him along with the entire Treasure Tripod.

In an instant, everyone smelled a rich scent of incense.

Rumble!

The ground trembled, and the thick fog above Chengdu gradually dissipated.

The blinding golden light made everyone raise their hands to shield it.

Amid the golden light, a clear voice was heard:

"A millennium of incense, all returns."

"I, depart…"

As the golden light faded, the area where the Treasure Tripod had been was now empty.

Everyone felt something in their hearts and looked up to the sky.

The phantom of the Dragon Palace water mansion completely retreated, and the thick mist and water Qi enveloping the sky above Chengdu transformed into a gentle rain pouring down...

...

Within Chengdu Prefecture, the sounds of wailing persisted.

Even though the tribulation had passed, the casualties were significant.

Some were cursed and wandered about in madness, freezing to death on that stormy night…

Some were buried under collapsed walls, without ever regaining consciousness, not to mention the numerous soldiers and pugilists who perished due to the battle at Shu King Palace.

Outside the ruins of the Royal Palace, Wang Daoxuan and the magicians held bells, chanting scriptures, to deliver the spirits.

Meanwhile, near Wuhou Temple outside Chengdu Prefecture, Cheng Jianxin's funeral was underway, with many pugilists coming to bid farewell.

As they watched the coffin gradually being buried, many people sighed.

The death of Cheng Jianxian,

Perhaps signifies the end of an era.

Li Yan was among them, his expression solemn.

Though not familiar with Cheng Jianxin, who thought little of him, it was an honor to fight alongside him in his final moments.

Chang Tianque, wearing mourning garments, suddenly turned and asked: "Young Hero Li, Master told me to observe carefully, but my Dao was insufficient to see clearly."

"Just how powerful was that sword?"

"That sword…"

Li Yan raised his head, recalling the scene from when he was conscious.

"That sword buried a broken myth, but in exchange, in Jinguan City, the cooking smoke never ceases..."

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