3477: C3477 Sang of a Thousand Stars

C3477 Sang of a Thousand Stars

The first time Pei Chenglun heard Meng Fan's name was in the paedology class.

Below them were the various branch institutions set up by the various powers that followed the supreme academy principles and used the supreme academy's books. Later on, in order to popularize the knowledge, the supreme academy established millions of children's lessons in many places, specifically teaching the children who had yet to step into the martial way. The ages usually ranged from six to twelve.

As early as the Third Age, paediatrics classes had already begun to be popular.

The paediatric classroom not only teaches knowledge, but also has quite a complete system. First of all, all teachers in children's studies had to be elderly people who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years. Moreover, they were willing to be teachers without any rewards.

This kind of rule may sound incredible, but it was spread throughout the Celestial King Universe. Cultivators who volunteered to join the children's studies class as teachers without asking for anything, all of them wholeheartedly focused on studying, and to many people, this was simply "cultivating the way of the dao".

Teaching and educating people, accompanying a child's heart, this was the path that many cultivators chose when they encountered bottlenecks.

Therefore, there was no lack of teachers in the children's studies class.

The children's studies class had become an enlightenment class for many talented youngsters in the Celestial King Universe.

Pei Chenglun had already heard of Meng Fan's name at that time.

That was the name that was branded in the highest position of Creation God Palace.

This was a name that had already become legendary, just like a legend.

It was a name that was as vast as the heavens in the hearts of mortals.

The young Pei Chenglun listened to Meng Fan's story as if he was obsessed with it.

Later on, he grew up and began to study history. He became more and more rigorous and began to doubt the authenticity of the legends. How many of them were rumors?

But no matter what, Meng Fan's appearance was already imprinted in his heart.

At this moment.

Standing on top of the Disciple Hall's ruins, Pei Chenglun looked at the mountainous pile of corpses and the damage done to the Jianghe Divine Palace by the collapse of the formation, his heart was not stirred up by the waves, nor was it by the raging waves.

It was a statue.

A magnificent statue of a deity that shone in youth, then became solemn and then became ethereal.

At this moment, the deity statue was so real, so accurate.

And it was right in front of him.

Three hundred steps away.

Meng Fan stood within the Disciple Hall Board of Patriarchs' hall, which was already half collapsed. Raging flames were burning beside him.

The white robe on his body had long since been burnt.

Next, his green robe was revealed.

Short, neat hair.

Pale, flawless eyes.

He looked down at his feet.

Under Meng Fan's feet.

Within the ruins.

Lying there was a strange creature whose entire body was covered in a golden red light.

This creature's body continued to exude a dazzling luster, as well as a strong wave of energy.

It was this creature that left more than ten fine wounds on Meng Fan's body. These wounds tore through his green robe and were carved on his skin. They were unable to be healed.

Meng Fan held a pure white long spear in his right hand.

That long spear emitted an irresistible will.

"You … In the end … "Who is it!?"

The existence with the most powerful Disciple Hall, the few holy spirits who had the most powerful Thousand-Star Universe, Peak Life , roared out with all of their power.

"I am Fate."

Meng Fan's voice was very calm.

It was like a gentle breeze.

It was also like the sun, moon, and stars.

Time flowed on.

As if space itself had solidified.

No power.

It was like the world in which all beings resided, like the underworld after all life and death.

No power.

But it exists.

No one could escape.

The pike descended and pierced through the head of the Holy Spirit.

The Holy Spirit shriveled and withered in its wails.

But he would not die.

Celestial King of Ten Tribulations would not die so easily.

But he couldn't move, he couldn't struggle, he couldn't resist.

This was because this spear was his' fate '.

Pei Chenglun felt honored.

There were tears in his eyes.

He had finally witnessed the fate of the True Meaning of the Great Tao with the strongest Celestial King Universe.

It was said that even if it was Meng Fan's Heyday, those who actually saw the will of destiny with their own eyes were very few in number.

The Holy Spirit was still groaning.

Meng Fan walked down from the ruins, walking step by step towards Pei Chenglun.

"The Holy Spirit has already been sealed by fate, the owner of the Disciple Hall has also completely perished, and the elders around here are either dead or injured. No one can stop them now, so there's no need to seal your power anymore, go and find her."

Pei Chenglun did not say a word and only nodded his head. He immediately split into countless incarnations and wandered within the ruins of the Disciple Hall.

Meng Fan sat on a broken Natural Crystal as he gasped for breath. He was very tired, and also very weak.

He scanned his wounds and found that they could not heal in a short period of time. Some of them had already sunk into his bone marrow.

Then, he raised his head and looked towards the east.

He was waiting.

It was almost time.

Sure enough, dozens of God Kings flew over from the east. The leader was Celestial King of Eight Tribulations.

Hall Master Ghost God Hall.

Meng Fan let out a long breath, "A sect that is two billion years old will be destroyed today. This is the end of a thousand stars."

Following that …

At the eastern horizon.

It quickly turned dark.

It should have been early morning.

Meng Fan fought from last night until now.

However, as soon as morning arrived, it began to descend.

Meng Fan was unwilling, he didn't dare to show his face in the light.

It was raining heavily on the horizon.

It was pouring rain.

The rain was black.

That's the Nether Meaning.

"..."

Ninth Gate.

The great hall of the Great Supreme Elders was opened, and a pure refining door that was twenty feet wide and sixty feet thick was pushed open. Faang Haoyun walked in with a serious expression, and a dozen or so heaven elders followed behind him.

The Gathering Hall was already filled with people.

The former Grand Elder Red Cauldron, the former Sentencing Elder and many hidden Supreme Elders.

Their faces were equally grave.

After Faang Haoyun entered, he did not stand still and directly asked, "Where is Weiyang?"

The previous Grand Elder Red Cauldron, who was a full elder stood up and said, "I heard the news two hours ago. The sky above the Disciple Hall fell black rain, the earth withered, everything perished, and the buildings at the center of the Disciple Hall completely collapsed. I'm not sure what exactly happened, but the news has already spread throughout the Thousand-Star Universe."

Faang Haoyun frowned: "Great Elder, I have already heard about this. At this moment, Weiyang should be at the Disciple Hall, is there any news from him?"

The Great Elder shook his head. "Not yet. We've already sent people to investigate."0

Faang Haoyun turned around and looked at the corner of the Gathering Hall. It was a black robed Great Elder who was completely hidden in the darkness.

"Martial Uncle Zhu, I hope I can trouble you to make a trip."

This person walked out from a dark corner.

He was one of the three Celestial King of Nine Tribulations that were hidden in the Ninth Gate.

The violent turmoil that occurred in the Disciple Hall had also alarmed him; this was too big of a matter.

This old man with wrinkles all over his face nodded his head and disappeared.

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