Similar light particles emerge from different places, little by little, city by city, rising into the sky and gathering on the other side of the world, like a river of stars.

A person's wish is like an ever-bright lamp, very weak and can only illuminate the land in front of him. But if everyone has good wishes, the lights of our faith can gather together a bright galaxy.

May I be like a lamp, illuminating this world and staying bright forever.

The other side of the world.

Under the swaying gray fog.

The golden field grew stronger little by little, and faint human figures were reflected in the brilliance.

Children, the elderly, women, young people...

Familiar faces appeared one after another, and the soldiers of Xinhuo moved forward fearlessly with swords and guns in hand.

This is the fuel of faith.

It is also the fire of will.

Wang Hei, Wei Jingwu, Li Ergou, etc., etc., each of the Xinhuo warriors who sacrificed their lives in the dungeon seemed to have truly come to life at this moment.

Traveling through time and space, blowing the same wind, facing the rushing bloody waves.

Different figures overlap at this moment.

ancient will,

The fire of inheritance,

unyielding soul,

This is what humans are!

The fire is passed down from generation to generation, and mankind will live forever!

On the top of the golden wave, Fang You holds a knife.

Golden sword light, red sword light, blue and purple thunder sword light shine together.

He stood at the forefront, facing the surging torrent of the bloody empire.

not afraid!

Immortal!

With a knife that gathered countless beliefs, penetrated the unyielding will, the immortal soul, and the fire of desire, he slashed out!

This sword cuts through the long river of prosperity!

The river of swords was like a painting, rolling towards the bloody torrent, and the figures in the golden field also launched a fearless charge.

"The fire...will burn forever!"

"kill!"

Gold and blood red clash.

The sparse figures collided with the neat blood-colored steel army.

The bloody emperor stood high on the throne, looking at the tiny golden figure in the distance with a cold expression.

He just watched quietly, like an emperor who decided the life and death of an entire world with one word.

Suddenly his pupils shrank.

That tiny golden figure, that frail figure, dashed away from his imperial army with overwhelming force.

There is a golden sword light penetrating the space.

The sky and the earth split apart!

The gray fog retreats!

The huge thing looming in the fog was wiped out in the golden sword light.

His bloody domain was also cracked, broken, and severed in two!

There are cracks spreading on the bloody throne.

Looking at the not tall golden figure, the emperor was puzzled, "Why..."

Why are they obviously just weak humans?

Why is it obviously just a half-step myth?

Why can that sparse golden light tear apart his invincible steel-blooded legion!

Why is this!!!

He roared! He was angry! He didn't understand!

The cold light in his eyes could tear apart space, but it disappeared like a breeze in front of the golden figure.

"Because you don't understand humans."

“I don’t understand what human belief is.”

"Inheritance is immortal and mankind will last forever."

On the blue star, the light of desire is bright and bright, everlasting.

Fang You stood in front of the bloody majestic figure and struck out the first unyielding sword of mankind.

The sword light swept across.

The blood and gray mist dimmed inch by inch.

On the dazzling golden sword river, familiar faces appeared one after another, seeming to look back with bright smiles on their faces.

The face slowly disappeared on the knife river.

But the heritage will not disappear.
Chapter completed!