The Wandering Corpse all turned to ashes.
Having died repeatedly, they have finally returned to dust and ashes.
With the Wandering Corpse no longer blocking their way, the survivors rushed out in a frenzy.
Qin Ze grabbed Daoist Miao Void Traversal.
Seeing this, the blonde woman said to the Holy Temple Army beside her, "Let's go too."
This world collapsed rapidly, and the vanished place turned into nothingness.
At the entrance to the world, disheveled warriors scrambled to escape.
They all collapsed to the ground, thankful to have escaped with their lives.
Having shed his beast form, Qin Ze emerged from the void before the rift and led Daoist Miao to an open space below.
Daoist Miao's current condition is extremely bad; Qin Ze can barely sense any life force in him.
The high priest's faith still remained in his body; the dark red Divine Markings flickered on and off like a short-circuited light strip.
Not only his limbs, but Daoist Miao's upper body was also split into three large pieces, with only the Flesh and Blood in the middle still attached.
Qin Ze squatted down to the side and poked Daoist Miao's face with his finger.
"When are you going to die?"
He's still waiting for the Relic to drop.
A disheveled, blonde woman led the remaining Holy Temple Army over.
Seeing the Holy Son in such a miserable state, the soldiers drew their weapons and aimed them at Qin Ze.
"Everyone, step back."
At the blonde woman's command, the Holy Temple Army lowered their weapons and retreated to stand guard.
Qin Ze stood up and said, "At least you have some conscience."
The blonde woman stepped forward, took out a red bottle, unscrewed the cap, and poured the contents onto Daoist Miao.
It was a molten liquid like magma, radiating temperatures of tens of thousands of degrees.
After being poured on Daoist Miao, the Blazing Sun Fire within his body was quickly ignited.
Qin Ze heard faint heartbeats.
He shrugged; it seemed there was no hope for the Relic.
The blonde woman put away the bottle and said earnestly, "On behalf of the Blazing Sun Clan, I express my gratitude to you."
Immediately afterwards, she handed Qin Ze a flame emblem.
"This emblem represents the friendship of the Blazing Sun Clan; you will always be a distinguished guest of the Blazing Sun Clan."
" The Blazing Sun Clan owes you a favor; you can come to us anytime to redeem it."
The surrounding martial artists who were watching the spectacle couldn't help but gasp when they heard the blonde woman's words.
Good heavens, the favor from the Blazing Sun Clan means I can now roam freely in the Abyss.
Qin Ze didn't feel anything; in fact, he felt it would be more practical to repay her with his body.
He tossed the Fire Emblem into his storage ring. "I have a question for you. Is he the Chosen One of your world?"
The blonde, mature woman shook her head. "No."
Qin Ze continued, "What have you all figured out about the Void Beast?"
The Holy Temple Army captain standing nearby changed his expression and was about to rebuke her, but was stopped by the blonde woman.
" The Void Beast is no secret among the Ancient Race."
"Currently, all we know is that it's related to Star Gate."
" The Ancient Race are all collecting Void Beast in order to uncover the secrets of the Star Gate and find a path to godhood."
Qin Ze seemed to be deep in thought.
The Ancient Race was unaware that the Void Beast was essentially Star Gate Fragment, let alone that it contained the Desolate God Bloodline.
"I heard that the Desolate God and the God of War seem to have a good relationship?"
The blonde woman frowned upon hearing this. " Desolate God? Never heard of it."
Qin Ze was startled.
The blonde woman holds a high position in the Blazing Sun Clan and should know about the Desolate God.
Qin Ze asked Miss Sword Case, "Have you remembered anything about the Desolate God?"
Miss Sword Case replied, "No."
This is bizarre, extremely bizarre!
No one had any impression of the Desolate God.
Neither Miss Sword Case and World Stone, remnants of the past, nor the blonde mature woman, a core member of the Ancient Race, knew this.
The Desolate God seem to have been erased from the river of history with an eraser.
Except for the Apostle.
When Qin Ze first met the Apostle of the Sky God, the other party uttered the words " Apostle of the Desolate God ".
The Desolate God was erased, but it also seemed like it wasn't completely erased.
Rumble rumble--
A muffled sound from the sky interrupted Qin Ze's thoughts.
Another steel flying boat, its hull emblazoned with the mark of Golden Crow, slowly descended from the clouds.
After the airship landed, a squad of fully armed Holy Temple Army stepped out first.
The Holy Temple Army immediately began clearing the area upon their arrival, and all the onlookers retreated to a distance of over 100 meters.
Immediately afterwards, an elderly man dressed in the traditional clothing of the Blazing Sun Clan stepped down from the elevator.
Qin Ze's first reaction was, "This old man is really strong."
The danger he faced was far greater than that posed by the high priest.
Upon seeing this, the blonde woman whispered, "That's the Grand Elder of the Holy Temple."
Be respectful later.
"Also, think before you speak, don't just blurt things out."
Seeing the blonde woman's nervous expression, Qin Ze couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Why does she sound like she's meeting the parents?"
The Grand Elder strode over, and the blonde woman and the Holy Temple Army immediately knelt on one knee, placing their right fists on their chests in salute.
" The Source of God of War!" The Grand Elder's voice trembled. "After ten thousand years, it has finally returned to its rightful place!"
What was said without malice may have been taken to heart by the listener.
Qin Ze blinked.
Does "returning to one's rightful place" refer to the God of War?
"Cough cough cough..."
The blonde woman behind her coughed a few times, indicating that there were still outsiders present.
The Grand Elder looked at Qin Ze: "And who is this young friend?"
The blonde, mature woman introduced, "He's a friend Yan Miao made during her travels. He's been taking care of Yan Miao the whole way, and he just saved Yan Miao life at a crucial moment."
" Yan Miao's ability to inherit the God of War's legacy owes much to him."
Qin Ze mentally gave the blonde woman a big thumbs up.
The Grand Elder said warmly, "Then you are a great benefactor of our Blazing Sun Clan! Please come with me back to the Holy Temple as a guest!"
"Go take a bath in the Blazing Sun Pool, and while you're at it, pick out a few useful Martial Artifact or martial arts techniques from the Treasure Pavilion."
Not only the Holy Temple Army, but even the blonde woman was extremely shocked.
The Blazing Sun Pool is a vital area for the Blazing Sun Clan. Not to mention other races, even members of the Clan themselves must obtain permission from the Holy Temple to enter.
Although Qin Ze had done a favor for the Blazing Sun Clan, that favor was far from enough to warrant his entry into the Blazing Sun Pool.
The blonde, mature woman couldn't fathom the Grand Elder's thoughts.
"Next time, definitely next time."
Qin Ze declined the elder's invitation, feeling that there was something fishy going on behind that smile.
The Grand Elder said regretfully, "Very well, the Blazing Sun Clan will always be open to you."
The Holy Temple Army did not linger and immediately took the seriously injured Daoist Miao back to base.
The clone was furious. "You rejected a New Land!"
Qin Ze said calmly, "Now is not the time to explore the BOSS area."
"Besides, we're going to the new map soon."
After a bumpy road, I'm finally able to pick up Brother Yuanzi's gift.
Inside the flying boat, the Grand Elder summoned the blonde, mature woman.
"Did you need something from me?"
The elder gently tapped her forehead, and a wisp of inconspicuous white smoke rose from her long golden hair.
The blonde woman reached behind her and touched a broken little insect.
"Damn it! Tin Man..."
The elder disagreed. "Tone it down, and don't always be so carefree."
The blonde, mature woman lowered her head. "I..."
The Grand Elder waved his hand. "No need to blame yourself. The God of Machinery will sense it sooner or later; it's just a matter of time."
"Now tell me the whole story in detail, especially about Yan Miao's new friend."
The blonde woman nodded and began to recount the story of the Myriad Races Black Market that had taken place a few days prior.
In the Myriad Races Black Market, a robot standing by the attic window had its red prosthetic eye flashing.
"My god, the God of War has returned!"