Chapter 2393 Farewell

"Sir, could it be that you fear death?"

Shang Heng had just admitted his mistake, but now the expression on his face turned gloomy again.

He was quite disdainful of Ye Yuan's cowardly behavior.

Ye Yuan chuckled and said, "In the future, you will understand."

Shang Heng said darkly, "Hmph! All excuses! Who can know the future? Even Lord Xuanji cannot calculate what lies ahead. How can you know? You won't even show your true face!"

Ye Yuan patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "I told you, in the future, you will understand. The bond between us is not yet broken."

With that, Ye Yuan turned and left, leaving the crowd bewildered.

...

With the inheritance formation, the Questioning Heaven Palace became a place of inheritance.

Every day, countless geniuses gathered here to cultivate within the inheritance formation.

It had become a factory for producing experts.

When Xuanji and Wu Yun learned of this, they were each pleasantly surprised.

Now, no one opposed Xuanji's decision; on the contrary, they thought it was extremely wise.

As for Ye Yuan, he had been keeping a low profile these days, rarely appearing, and becoming mysterious.

But soon, another event cast a pall over the entire upper echelon of "Godslayer."

"Pfft!"

Jian Rufeng spat blood, looking utterly listless.

This was already his seventh time spitting blood today.

In recent days, the frequency of his blood-spitting had increased sharply, casting a shadow over all of "Godslayer."

"Didn't you say there were at least several thousand years? Why... is it like this?" Wu Yun said, his face ugly.

Jian Rufeng looked haggard but was in good spirits. He laughed and said, "Hehe, old friend, this is good news! With your intelligence, can't you guess why?"

Wu Yun frowned in thought for a moment, then suddenly his eyes widened in shock. "You mean, Young Friend Ji created the inheritance formation, causing the aura of the geniuses in the Hidden World to surge, which added a heavy burden to you and hastened this day?"

Jian Rufeng nodded slightly. "This child is truly a genius of the age. With him here, how can our great cause not succeed?"

Wu Yun frowned. "But don't you think he's been acting strangely lately? I heard from the subordinates that he said he wouldn't participate in the war against the Divine Race. Could it be that he is a coward?"

Jian Rufeng waved his hand. "A coward would not dare to storm the Patrol Heaven Palace alone. Old friend, make arrangements. In three days, a hundred members of my Jian family will sacrifice themselves to permanently seal off the Hidden World."

Wu Yun's face changed, tears glistening in his eyes. "Must it be so soon?"

Jian Rufeng smiled. "What difference does a day earlier or later make? What must come will come. By the way, let Ye Yuan come too. I have some words to say to him."

...

Three days later, hundreds of thousands of geniuses gathered.

A hundred great cultivators of the Jian family stood behind Jian Rufeng, silent.

Many geniuses were already in tears.

Silence reigned, but it was the prelude to a tragic song.

Everyone knew what was about to happen.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yuan also felt sorrow in his heart.

He hadn't expected that his inheritance formation would hasten Jian Rufeng's death.

Heavenly Lord Xuanji was the top expert of the age, but his power alone was insufficient to shield the heavenly secrets.

Thus, these hundred great cultivators of the Jian family would sacrifice themselves alongside him.

The Jian family was truly an admirable clan!

Ye Yuan noticed that beside Jian Rufeng stood a young child, who bore a faint resemblance to the future Heavenly Lord Xuanji.

Ye Yuan was surprised; he hadn't expected to see the next Xuanji here.

Jian Rufeng stood proudly, his gaze sweeping over the assembled geniuses, a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

Seeing these geniuses growing robustly was the motivation for his willing sacrifice!

These were the future of the human race.

"Seeing your rapid growth fills my heart with comfort! My sacrifice is no great matter, but I called you here today to awaken the passion in your hearts with my death. Resistance means death! Today, I sacrifice myself; in the future, most of you will also sacrifice yourselves!"

"Remember, dying is easy; it is the living who bear the heavy burden! The weight on your shoulders is a thousand, ten thousand times heavier than mine! I hope that from today, you will cultivate with a thousand, ten thousand times more effort, to win hope for the future of all races! Do you understand?"

Jian Rufeng's words were heavy, striking the soul.

The geniuses present were all choked with sobs.

Jian Rufeng, with his soaring spirit, inspired everyone present, including Ye Yuan.

At that moment, the blood within him seemed to burn.

How he wished he could stay and fight alongside these lovely people!

Ye Yuan thought so.

But he knew it was impossible, because the feeling of leaving was growing stronger.

He could almost sense a mysterious summons.

"We understand!"

The response was as loud as thunder.

Jian Rufeng looked at the young child beside him, a flash of affection in his eyes.

"His name is Jian Haoran, my youngest son. He carries my bloodline. After I die, he will be the next Heavenly Lord Xuanji!" Jian Rufeng said.

"We will protect Young Master Haoran with our lives!" the geniuses declared loudly.

But Jian Rufeng shook his head. "The sons of the Jian family are no cowards! Haoran, though you are young, your father's unfinished ambition must be fulfilled by you! Can you do it?"

Though young, Jian Haoran already had the bearing of a general, influenced by Jian Rufeng.

In his childish voice, he said, "Our Jian family holds the fortune of the human race; we must be the first to worry about the world's troubles and the last to enjoy its pleasures. I will work to the utmost and die without regret!"

Jian Rufeng laughed heartily. "Haha, truly my good son!"

In such adversity, the Jian family had become such a behemoth precisely because they monopolized the fortune of the human race.

But Jian Rufeng did not become complacent; instead, he used the family's fortune to nourish the human race, truly moving and admirable.

Ye Yuan was deeply moved. Jian Haoran said what he meant and did what he said.

Even after ten billion years, he had not changed his original intention.

The Jian family was truly remarkable!

Suddenly, Jian Rufeng's gaze fell on Ye Yuan, and his pupils contracted.

He hadn't seen Ye Yuan for some days, and now he noticed that the aura around Ye Yuan had changed greatly.

Ye Yuan stood there, yet gave him an extremely unreal feeling.

It was as if he stood apart from this world!

He couldn't help but think of the rumors—could they be true?

But what was going on?

"Ye Yuan, can you... stay and save all races from disaster?" Jian Rufeng asked uncertainly.

Originally, he had high hopes for Ye Yuan.

With him here, he could rest assured in leaving.

But if Ye Yuan was not here, would their efforts still succeed?

Everyone looked at Ye Yuan, waiting for his answer.