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  Yan Luoniang's words were somewhat disorganized, with many unclear parts, as if they were cut out from history. However, Chen Jing still murmured this sentence, secretly thinking that it was a big tone, and if true, it would be the biggest stroke between heaven and earth.

  Yan Luoniang continued: "Master said that over a thousand years ago, Zhou Tian Sheng Ling had a dream in which he sensed the Heavenly River flowing backwards and downwards, and it was precisely this sentence that responded to it."

  A thousand years may not be long for a cultivator, but it is extremely long for ordinary mortals. A country and a nation can rise and fall several times in that span.

  Chen Jing couldn't help but think about the legend of the heavenly world. Over a thousand years ago, what was happening at that time? Usually, he didn't really believe that the reason for Zhou Tian's disappearance and the reversal of the Heavenly River were connected. Now, he still doesn't quite believe it, but thinking about it made him recall that over a thousand years ago, it was said that the heavenly court was going to seal Zhou Tian's divine spirit, during the great war between the two sects of Tian Quan and Yan Luo. The outcome of that war is unknown, and the heavenly court also disappeared after that.

  "There was a blank period." Chen Jing thought to himself, as for how long that blank period lasted, no one could say clearly. Some people thought it was just overnight, while others believed that Zhou Tian's rebirth might have been a dream of a hundred years.

  Chen Jing didn't ask again, but instead looked up at the dense stars in the sky.

  Everyone looking at the stars in the sky will have a different feeling, and when their mood is different, they feel different. Chen Jing now feels like one of those billions of stars, with his own light, but mixed in and not unique, extremely small compared to the boundless sky. He also wonders if the heroes of thousands of years ago had ever looked up at the sky like him, wondering if they felt small before having divine powers that reached the heavens?

  This starry sky has been gazed up at by countless people, and countless people have wanted to control this starry sky. But in the end, they were just a shooting star under the starry sky, which still remains.

  A shooting star streaked across the sky, dazzling and unique, but vanished in an instant.

  Chen Jing took a deep breath and said, "Time has never stopped for anyone, not even for those who can dominate the world. In front of this vast universe, they are still powerless and insignificant. They had their own glory, but even if they once had a prosperous era, it is already in the past tense. Their era has ended. This era belongs to those who look up at the stars with hope."

  There was no voice behind him to answer, Yan Luoniang and Chen Jing were gazing up at the starry sky, as if muttering unknowingly: "Their era has ended, this is our era."

  Chen Jing looked at Yan Luoniang and found that she had calmed down at this moment, no longer wandering, no longer afraid.

  Chen Jing said: "Your master chose you as his successor for a reason, do you want to know why?"

  Yan Luoniang also walked to Chen Jing and stood in a row, looking at the night outside and said: "Why?"

  "It's because you're resilient." This is what Chen Jing thinks, that under the current circumstances of Guang Han Palace, Yan Luoniang is obviously a good successor, only someone resilient can continue to pass on the legacy of Guang Han Palace.

  Yan Luoniang had actually thought about it herself, but she hadn't expected Chen Jing to mention this point. However, she did recall the look of envy in her fellow disciples' eyes when she managed to light up the Luli Ding Soul Lantern with her weak magical powers, as well as Master's repeated praise of "good".

  Yan Luoniang took a deep breath, stepped out of the River God Temple, gazed up at the sky as if looking far away at the Guanghan Palace. After a while, she turned her head to look at Chen Jing, suddenly performed a ritual bow and said: "Guang Han Yan Luo Niang has paid respects to the River God."

  Yan Luoniang continued: "There is a young girl in Balington who asked me to bring a sentence to the River God."

  He had no idea when his perception of the city of Balin had been cut off, and he only vaguely sensed that the gods in the city were still there. He asked: "Is it Gu Mingwei? What's up?"

  "It turned out she was called Gu Mingwei, and she said she wanted to see the River God." Yan Luonang said.

  "Oh, I see." Chen Jing had already guessed a few points in his heart.

  Yan Luoniang finished speaking, bowed and turned to leave. Chen Jing did not stop her, knowing that at this moment Yan Luoniang was no longer the same person who had entered the Heishui Temple, but a leader of a sect, a respected teacher, and the master of a palace.

  Yan Luoniang thought of the two words left by her ancestors in Guanghan Palace: "Self-love, self-strengthening."

  Yan Luoniang strode into the darkness, Chen Jing gazing at the Guanghan Sword on her back, which seemed to emanate a faint spiritual glow. Such powerful spiritual energy was bound to attract countless evil demons and external devils, but Chen Jing didn't remind her; he believed Yan Luoniang must also be aware of this, as it was something she would inevitably face as the mainstay of Guanghan Palace.

  Yan Luoniang didn't say that the girl on the city wall of Balin City called Chen Jing "unmarried" or "resentful spirit". But as soon as Yan Luoniang said it, Chen Jing knew that the girl on the city wall must be Gu Mingwei, and he also knew that she had become a resentful spirit. He was originally able to purify the entire Balin City, but at that time, he couldn't bear to do so because the whole city was filled with the souls of the original inhabitants floating around, and later there were many people who wanted to seize the Qin Guang Wang seal, making it impossible for him to disperse the resentment in the city even if he wanted to. By now, it's probably too late to do anything about it.

  Chen Jing stood in the River God Temple, thinking about this, and didn't see him make any movements. Suddenly, a white light burst out of the stone scabbard of the god's image, and a butterfly flashed by in the white light. The white light covered Chen Jing's dark spirit, and his dark spirit disappeared without a trace. Immediately after, a butterfly flew out of the temple, but it didn't fly out from the front door of the temple. Instead, it appeared out of thin air on the roof of the temple, and then vanished into thin air again. When it reappeared, it was already above the city wall of Ba Ling City.

  I remember that when I returned to Balin City, I felt that the city was already rotten and could be blown down. Now it seems that the city is filled with resentment and eerie atmosphere.

  There was a green-clad girl walking slowly along the city wall, her hand lightly tracing the stone wall as if drawing aimlessly like a bored child. When a butterfly appeared on the city wall and transformed into a blue-robed man, the girl immediately sensed it, turned around, looked surprised, ran, and before she could even take a few steps, the person had already disappeared. When he reappeared, he was standing two steps in front of Chen Jing, standing still and quiet, looking at Chen Jing with admiration in her eyes. After a while, she suddenly blushed and lowered her head, saying: "You're here!"

  Chen Jing was stunned, this situation was beyond his expectation, Gu Mingwei was not like this before.

  Chen Jing thought about what made Gu Mingwei become like this, which suddenly reminded him of the Yu Yu he met in Qin Guang Wang City. Now thinking that Yu Yu might also be a vengeful spirit, he secretly wondered: "Is she also becoming like Yu Yu, or do vengeful spirits forget one thing and magnify another?" He didn't know if it was true.

  The mysteries of the universe are endless, and no one dares to say that they have fully grasped its subtleties. Even spiritual practices may lose their effectiveness because although the universe appears to be unchanging, it is actually constantly changing at every moment, so no one dares to claim complete knowledge of the mysteries of the universe.

  The vengeful spirit is a kind that people know very little about. In the mortal world, there is no difference between vengeful spirits and ghosts, but in the eyes of cultivators, ghosts, demons, lost souls, and vengeful spirits are all vastly different. A ghost is a spirit that has already formed an independent and complete consciousness, so it's called a spirit ghost, and can become a ghost immortal. Demons come in many varieties, with mountain demons being the most common in the world. A demon is something formed by the fusion of a lost soul with some kind of living thing. A lost soul, on the other hand, is a spirit that has been collected by the City God after death and cannot manifest during the day, driven by the City God's magic.

  The most mysterious and terrifying type is the vengeful spirit, also known as evil spirits or malevolent spirits. They suffered pain and torture in life, accumulating deep resentment in their hearts, and after death, they transformed into vengeful spirits. However, this alone is not enough; if it were just this simple, there would be too many vengeful spirits in the world. In addition to this, two special conditions are required: a place where resentment accumulates, forming a malevolent location, and an object that the vengeful spirit used in life, known as a spiritual tool. Nevertheless, vengeful spirits do not form complete and independent thoughts like ghosts; their minds only contain the grudges and desires from their past lives, and they live in their own world.

  Chen Jing didn't know all this, but he could guess that Gu Mingwei's becoming a vengeful spirit had an enormous connection with the seven-colored ribbon tied to her hair.

  "Do you still recognize me?" Chen Jing asked.

  Gu Ming furrowed her brow, puzzled, and said: "Why are you asking this? Of course I know you! You're the River God of Jinghe, the great hero who saved our entire city. And... and you're also my fiancé!" As she spoke, she lowered her head again, extremely shy.

  Chen Jing was secretly shocked in his heart and thought: "When did I become your fiancé?" He furrowed his brow and asked, "Then what's my name?"

  "Who are you... who are you..." She furrowed her brow in deep thought, but after a long time, she still couldn't remember. Her mouth murmured: "What's his name, what's..." Suddenly, she raised her head and asked in shock: "You're not him, who are you? Why did you come to deceive me?"

  As they spoke, her clear and lively eyes suddenly turned red, filled with resentment, her face instantly turning a ghastly pale color, ferocious and terrifying. She let out a sharp cry, transforming into a cloud of black air, from which a seven-colored ribbon flashed and disappeared.

  At the moment when Gu Ming's anger flashed, there was also a change in the city of Ba Ling. The black air that originally filled the city and even Chen Jing couldn't see clearly suddenly surged up and rolled towards the city head like waves. At the moment it rushed down, it condensed into human-shaped monsters. Chen Jing heard a chaotic curse again, which was the oath made by the people in the city when they were about to die. Now hearing it again, everything has become objects. Chen Jing rose up and turned into a sword light, disappearing without a trace at the moment the black air rushed down.

  The grievances in the city are extremely difficult to eliminate, especially after the emergence of vengeful spirits, it is even more impossible to eradicate. Chen Jing did not know what Gu Mingwei would eventually become, nor did he know if she would one day leave Ba Ling City and wreak havoc on the world. In his heart, he only hoped that they would forever stay in Ba Ling City, never leaving, and this could also be considered a way of surviving in the world.

  Chen Jing turned his head to look back at the distant Bailin City, the grievances and resentment on the city wall had already subsided, and another green-clothed woman appeared on the city wall, gazing into the distance. Everything that had just happened seemed as if it had never occurred.