The Dead Cannot Start Over

Rustling sounds.

Suddenly, strands of brown paper began to fall from the sky.

The numbers increased rapidly, soon becoming as numerous as raindrops.

"This is?"

Some people frowned and looked at the notes.

Above it were the three characters "Liu Tianming".

"Friend or foe?"

Those present immediately began to speculate.

If a powerful figure from the Mystic Yang Realm were to arrive, this matter would inevitably become a foregone conclusion.

But what if it's some powerful ancestor related to Liu Tianming...?

Many powerful figures in the Mystic Yang Realm didn't take this seriously.

Who knows if the Liu Clan will be abandoned again?

Many people were thinking this.

Suddenly, many people present narrowed their eyes and looked in a certain direction.

Two figures, dressed in long robes, their faces and figures were not visible.

One of them held a pen, and the other a chain; they stood Jingjing suspended in mid-air, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.

When the senses faded, the two seemed to have never existed, as if they were merely an illusion.

This immediately put all parties present on high alert.

The water here is getting increasingly murky.

At this moment.

The falling note suddenly stopped.

Two figures, one in front of the other, walked towards the Liu Clan's great formation.

Who are you?

A powerful member of the Liu Clan spoke up.

The two figures did not respond, but continued forward.

Somewhere outside the formation.

Chen Qiuwen, who appeared to be seriously injured, narrowed his eyes and stared at the two figures.

The next moment, his eyelids drooped.

"Who goes there? Get out of here!"

Liu Zhong was in the distance, suddenly shouted.

The sound grew louder as it approached, and by the time the last word was uttered, the figure had already swept in front of the two figures. Without saying a word, he raised his hand to form a seal, instantly condensing a powerful killing seal, which descended upon the two advancing figures.

This scene immediately enraged many powerful Liu Clan.

If we have even the slightest bit of strength left, we must deal with Liu Zhong.

Who knows what the consequences will be if you provoke these two people?

But this is just a thought.

The next moment, they saw the two figures stop in their tracks.

Although their faces were not visible, judging from their robes and movements, they all looked at Liu Zhong in unison.

Brush!

The two of them made no move, as we did not see.

The massive seal that had attacked suddenly vanished.

Without warning, completely clean.

At the same moment, Liu Zhong's figure also froze in place.

At this moment.

One of the two men picked up his pen.

Under Liu Zhong's surprised and anxious gaze, the brush was lightly placed on Liu Zhong's brow.

Liu Zhong's pupils suddenly contracted and dilated repeatedly, like the ebb and flow of the tide.

His figure did not move at all, but judging from the fluctuations in his aura, everyone had a certain estimate.

At this moment, he is probably going through immense torment.

At that moment, that pen was lifted.

Once Liu Zhong regained his mobility, he immediately bent over, panting heavily, clearly still shaken.

"What... happened?"

Countless people are filled with questions.

Meanwhile, the two figures continued forward.

This time, the Liu Clan expert, whose expression was solemn, was even more serious than before.

Although Liu Zhong's behavior was problematic, they were well aware of Liu Zhong capabilities.

How could an ordinary expert so easily keep him completely still?

Just how powerful and skilled are these two figures?

Or is Liu Zhong cooperating with these two in an act?

While everyone was still uncertain...

Two figures had already arrived in front of the formation.

The next moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two figures continued forward.

The great formation that had blocked countless attacks and isolated the outside world did not stop the two figures from advancing.

It was only a fleeting blur; when we looked again, two figures had entered the formation from outside.

In an instant, the expressions of the several powerful members of the Liu Clan responsible for controlling the great formation became more solemn than ever before.

They looked at each other, confirming their agreement.

The conclusions were surprisingly consistent:

They had no idea how the other party got in!

"Not good!"

Liu Xun's expression changed drastically. He pulled Liu Tianming behind him and said:

"Run!"

Having said that, his aura immediately surged.

Just then, Liu Tianming grabbed Liu Xun and said:

"Father, no need."

Upon hearing this, Liu Xun was about to say something.

But Liu Tianming preemptively added:

"Now, where else can I go?"

Liu Xun suddenly fell silent.

At this moment, two figures arrived in front of Liu Tianming.

"Liu Tianming?"

Suddenly a voice rang out, flat and slow, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"Yes."

Liu Tianming nodded.

"A person cannot be brought back to life; there should be no second chance in this world."

The voice remained calm as always, yet it carried a hint of pronouncement.

Liu Tianming looked at the two of them calmly:

I don't need a second chance.

In just a few words.

Because of Liu Xun's earlier gratitude to the Shen Clan, these words now reached the ears of the powerful figures in the Mystic Yang Realm.

"A person cannot be brought back to life, but a second chance is possible."

Zhu Sheng murmured softly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"Come kill him."

These words are already quite clear.

These two figures were clearly also after Liu Tianming's status as a candidate for the Human Emperor.

Moreover, unlike them, who hoped to gain some useful knowledge from Liu Tianming, it seemed more like they wanted to kill Liu Tianming.

"If he dies, many things will likely be buried forever."

Zhu Sheng looked at the other two and transmitted his voice:

What are your thoughts?

Liu Tianming can die, but he must not die in such a meaningless way.

Otherwise, would they have mobilized such a large force merely to fight over an imperial tomb?

"These two are no ordinary people," one of them said.

They haven't stated their opinion, but their words alone suggest a clear inclination.

The powerful figure from the Shen Clan frowned, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly said:

"It's too late to intervene now."

As they spoke, one of the figures placed a brush on Liu Tianming's brow.

Like Liu Tianming, Liu Zhong's pupils contracted and dilated in an instant.

In this way.

After two times.

The pen was taken away, Liu Tianming's body trembled. He was about to bend over, but then he forced himself to stand up straight and looked at the two figures.

At this moment, the figure holding the pen shook his head:

You are not.

These words, when heard by the powerful figures of the Xuan Mystic Yang Realm, immediately caused many of them to show expressions of astonishment.

"Huh? It's not anything?"

"Not a candidate for Human Emperor?"

"Really? But he can clearly suppress Emperor Artifact."

For a moment, everyone was filled with doubt.

At this moment, the figure's voice suddenly grew louder, as if informing all parties:

"Those who are reborn as candidates for the Human Emperor and spread rumors will pay the price."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Sheng looked at the figure holding the pen, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

You should know that this news came from the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

Could these people really make Heavenly Treasure Pavilion pay the price?

I was just thinking about it.

Suddenly, a voice shouted from afar:

"Over here, there really is a reborn person here, named Lin Xie!"

"Hurry up, they're about to run far away!"