More than half of the Thunder Emperor's body had already dissipated. After receiving his answer, he paused, as though he wanted to remember that name forever.
"Xiao Wujiu, what a fine name. I never expected that before my death, I would still be able to join hands with a comrade like you to slay demons. How exhilarating, truly exhilarating!"
"My final dear friend, you must kill a few more Evil Demons for me!" The Thunder Emperor's figure completely vanished, yet his words continued to drift through the fading motes of light, echoing faintly. "And make sure to live well."
"Farewell..."
"Thunder Emperor, may you rest in peace."
Xiao Wujiu looked at the scattered motes of light as they faded away, his expression somewhat complicated.
Since coming to this world, he had witnessed many people and many things. Some people were good, some bad; some events brought joy, others parting and sorrow. Yet the Thunder Emperor's sacrifice still moved him deeply.
"The underlying tone of this world feels more like a tragic epic. There may be some internal discord, but most people in this world are striving for its survival, even at the cost of their lives."
"Once I settle the old affairs of that other world, I'll protect this world!"
Xiao Wujiu stood amidst the endless sea of thunderous slurry, seemingly speaking to himself, yet also as though leaving behind a quiet vow for the Thunder Emperor and this world.
Looking at the Thunder Ancestral Talisman left behind by the Thunder Emperor, he slowly walked over. As he gazed at the ancient rune, countless thoughts filled his mind.
In the original story, Lin Dong had been able to accommodate multiple Ancestral Talismans not only because he possessed the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, but also because the Ancestral Stone, ranked second on