Chapter 470
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Jiang Ye stepped out of Xuan Guang Hall, the sunlight falling on his shoulders, but he felt no warmth at all.
The Blue Star outside is no longer filled with the smoke of war; the rifts in the void have all been healed, and the divine pressure between heaven and earth has vanished without a trace.
[Lightning] has indeed not reappeared, and the crisis has been resolved.
Yet an overwhelming atmosphere of sorrow enveloped the entire planet.
This sorrow does not stem from fear, but from loss.
With a thought, Jiang Ye instantly spread out over tens of thousands of miles, like an invisible net covering the entire blue planet.
The next moment, his gaze suddenly sharpened.
In the northern wilderness, a massive mausoleum covering hundreds of miles rises from the ground.
The black stone tablets, densely packed like a forest, are neatly arranged and stretch to the horizon.
The cemetery is surrounded by green pines, and the cold wind sweeps through the treetops, making a mournful sound, like a lament.
Each tombstone bears only two words: "Martyr," with the date of death below.
Without any superfluous embellishment, it is more profound than any hymn.
These were over ten million vibrant lives, annihilated by Lei Jin's palm strike, leaving not even a trace of their remains.
Only names are engraved here for posterity to remember.
Outside the cemetery, countless figures stood, men, women, young and old.
Holding white chrysanthemums, their eyes were red and swollen, and their cries were suppressed and sorrowful, as if they dared not make a sound, for fear of disturbing the sleeping spirits of the fallen heroes.
A little girl with pigtails tugged at her mother's clothes and asked innocently, "Mommy, why does Daddy always sleep here? When will he come home and fly kites with me?"
The mother covered her child's mouth, tears streaming down her face, staining her clothes and leaving a dark mark.
She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She could only hug the child tightly, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Not far away, an elderly man with white hair, leaning on a cane, tremblingly stroked the name on the tombstone.
His rough, calloused fingers traced across the cold stone tablet with endless longing and sorrow.
Tears streamed down his cloudy eyes, flowing down his wrinkles and dripping onto the grass in front of the tombstone.
"My son."
"You left us too soon." The old man's voice was hoarse. "I was incompetent and couldn't protect you, but you were a hero, a hero of our planet."
Jiang Ye's divine sense swept across the area and saw the temporary sheds erected outside the cemetery.
Inside the shed, many family members fainted from excessive grief, while medical staff bustled about, their faces grave.
Some people sat on the ground with empty eyes, as if they had lost their souls and were left only with numb sorrow.
This is not all.
As his divine sense continued to extend, Jiang Ye saw hospitals all over the planet, overflowing with patients, with even the corridors packed with beds.
Countless people lay on hospital beds, pale-faced and weak, their meridians broken and their martial arts foundations destroyed.
His body was wrapped in thick bandages, from which dark red blood seeped.
These people are all survivors who participated in the Hundred Billion Refining God Array.
When the formation shattered, the backlash swept through the entire body, causing billions of people to be severely injured and on the verge of death.
For most of their lives, they were confined to their sickbeds, unable to cultivate themselves anymore, and even getting out of bed became a luxury.
In the ward, a former seventh-level expert can now only lie in bed, unable to move.
He looked at his numb legs, his eyes filled with despair, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, and he didn't even notice the blood flowing out.
Logically speaking, even if a Seventh-Level Breakthrough expert has all four limbs severed, there is a possibility of recovery.
But this injury was caused by a god. Even with seven breakthroughs, it is completely impossible to heal.
"I'm not reconciled."
"I can still fight, I can still protect Earth," he roared in a low voice, his voice filled with resentment: "Why? Why me of all people?"
In the next ward, a young woman, once a promising sixth-level expert, has now lost all her foundation and become a cripple.
She looked out the window, tears silently streaming down her face, her eyes vacant, devoid of their former luster.
Jiang Ye's fist clenched silently.
He closed his eyes, and the image of more than ten million people exploding flashed through his mind, as did the tragic scene of billions of people being seriously injured, and the grief-stricken faces of their families.
"Thunder Ember."
These two words, squeezed out from between his teeth, carried a chilling coldness, as if they were about to freeze the air.
"Whoosh!" Jiang Ye's figure blurred, and he instantly appeared above the Northern Cemetery.
His arrival went unnoticed by anyone.
The cemetery was silent, save for the mournful sound of the wind blowing through the tombstones and the suppressed sobs.
Jiang Ye landed slowly, his feet on the bluestone slabs, his gaze sweeping over the densely packed tombstones.
The stone tablet is cold; the sunlight shines down, but it cannot warm this land, nor can it warm people's hearts.
The air was filled with the faint scent of chrysanthemums, and an inescapable sadness.
He walked slowly forward, each step seeming to tread on people's hearts.
The crying gradually subsided.
Everyone looked up at that tall, imposing figure.
It's Jiang Ye!
The hero who led them to resist the gods!
Some people's lips trembled as they tried to speak, but found their throats choked and they couldn't make a sound.
A light ignited in some people's eyes, only to quickly dim again.
Even if Jiang Ye returns, those who have passed away will never come back.
Jiang Ye stopped, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. His voice was low, yet clear to everyone: "I know you are all very sad."
"Their sacrifice was not in vain."
"It was they who, with their lives, blocked a blow from the gods, protected the blue planet, and protected our home."
"Without them, there would be no Earth as it is today, and no future for us."
He raised his hand and waved it, and countless streams of light flew out from his palm, transforming into dazzling rays of light that fell into the hands of each family member.
It is a miraculous healing medicine, capable of curing all injuries; it is a top-tier cultivation resource, enabling an ordinary family to rise rapidly; it is a specially made identity token of the Federation, granting family members privileges such as lifelong tax exemption and priority access to resources.
"This is my compensation to you." Jiang Ye's voice was firm and unwavering. "The Federation will provide you with lifelong security, ensuring you have no worries about food, clothing, or anything else."
"Your children will be raised by the Federation and will receive the best education and resources, regardless of their talents."
"Not only that."
Jiang Ye's gaze swept across the entire cemetery, and his voice resounded through the sky, echoing to every corner of Blue Star: "I swear in the name of Jiang Ye that every hero who sacrificed his life in this battle will be engraved on the historical monument of Blue Star, and will be remembered for eternity and revered by all generations!"
"Their names will live on with the planet Earth! Their achievements will be remembered forever!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderous roar seemed to resound throughout the world.
Deep within the cemetery, a massive stone monument slowly rises, its surface shimmering with golden light, revealing over ten million names one by one, each shining brightly.
That is a divine stele made of special materials, immortal and indestructible, existing forever.
Looking at the memorial tablet and the names on it, the family members finally couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears.
This time, the cries were tinged with relief, solace, and remembrance of the heroes.
Jiang Ye looked at them, his killing intent growing stronger, yet he suppressed it deeply.
He turned and gazed into the depths of the universe, his eyes sharp as knives.
All of this was caused by Lei Jin.
The sacrifice of more than ten million people and the serious injury of billions more have left indelible scars on this land.
"If I were the original body, I would have been annihilated that day, body and soul gone." Jiang Ye thought to himself, "This hatred is irreconcilable!"
His belief in becoming a god grew stronger.
Only by becoming a god can one cross that insurmountable barrier and possess the power to contend with the gods.
Only by advancing one's innate genius can the probability of becoming a god be increased from 30% to over 50%.
Only in this way can he one day personally sever Lei Jin's head and avenge the blood debt owed to the more than ten million people and the billions of wounded!
"The Battle of the Hundred Stars," Jiang Ye murmured, a resolute glint in his eyes: "I must succeed!"
He took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and with a flicker, disappeared into the cemetery.
The next moment, Jiang Ye appeared in the main hall of the Federal Headquarters.
Qi Tian sat in the main seat, reviewing documents, looking exhausted. After this catastrophe, Blue Star was in dire need of reconstruction, and countless tasks weighed on his shoulders.
Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in the center of the hall.
Qi Tian suddenly looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, which then turned into disbelief and shock.
"Eno?"
He abruptly stood up, strode forward, and looked Jiang Ye up and down, his voice trembling: "You...you really survived?"
He clearly remembered that Jiang Ye's body was covered in cracks and his life force was almost exhausted, which was clearly a sign of his impending doom.
But Jiang Ye before him had a more profound aura than before, and his divine body was solid. There was no sign of him falling at all.
Jiang Ye nodded slightly and smiled, "Alliance Leader, how have you been?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Qi Tian laughed heartily, all the fatigue in his eyes vanished, replaced by ecstatic joy: "That's wonderful!"
"You're still alive, that's wonderful."
He patted Jiang Ye on the shoulder excitedly and said with emotion, "You have no idea how worried we've been about you all this time."
Jiang Ye smiled slightly, then his smile faded, and he said in a deep voice, "Alliance Leader, the crisis on Blue Star has been temporarily resolved."
"Ok?"
"What do you mean?" Qi Tian was taken aback.
“That deity won’t be coming again anytime soon,” Jiang Ye said in a low voice. “Blue Star has already been designated as a protected civilization by the third-level civilization, Cai Kun Civilization.”
"what?!"
Qi Tian's pupils suddenly contracted, and the smile on his face froze instantly, replaced by extreme shock.
Level 3 Civilization!
He had no idea what that meant.
But Qi Tian knew very well that the Cangxu civilization was only a level two civilization.
Level 3 civilization?
That is an existence on a higher level than the Cangxu Civilization, a true behemoth standing at the pinnacle of the starry sky!
How could a low-level civilization like Earth, at only level 0.9, be protected by a level 3 civilization?
This is simply a fantasy!
Qi Tian looked at Jiang Ye with shock in his eyes: "Jiang Ye, you...you actually have the means to communicate with a Level 3 civilization?"
He simply couldn't understand it.
How did Jiang Ye find out about this news?
"It's a long story."
Jiang Ye smiled and didn't explain further: "In short, Blue Star is safe for now."
"Good! Good! Good!" Qi Tian exclaimed three times, trembling with excitement. "May Heaven bless Blue Star! May Heaven bless Blue Star!"
He finally breathed a sigh of relief; the huge weight that had been pressing on his heart for so long finally lifted.
With the protection of a Level 3 civilization, even if the Cangxu civilization was unwilling, it dared not easily attack Blue Star.
After all, the authority of a Level 3 civilization cannot be challenged.
Jiang Ye looked at Qi Tian's excited appearance, but his heart was not much stirred.
He knew that this peace was only temporary.
The Cangxu civilization will not let this go, and Lei Jin's revenge must be taken.
"Alliance Leader."
"I'll need your help with the reconstruction work later on," Jiang Ye said. "I'll leave some medical resources for the seriously injured to help them recover as soon as possible."
"Don't worry!" Qi Tian nodded solemnly, "This is my duty, and I will never let the heroes' sacrifices be in vain!"
Jiang Ye nodded slightly, raised his hand and waved it, and countless healing medicines and cultivation resources appeared in the hall, piled up like mountains.
"This should be enough."
"In addition, please pay more attention to the maintenance of the cemetery and the resettlement of the heroes' families."
Looking at the resources before him, Qi Tian nodded solemnly: "Jiang Ye, don't worry, I will handle them properly and will never let down those heroes who sacrificed their lives!"
Jiang Ye said no more, and with a flicker of his figure, he left the headquarters.
Although the crisis on Blue Star has ended, Jiang Ye knows that it is only temporary.
He had more important things to do next.
Meanwhile, in the ancient and magnificent hall of the Cangxu civilization.
Venerable Tiancang sat upright on his throne, his gaze indifferent as he looked at the projected image before him.
The scene depicts Jiang Ye injuring Lei Jin and the entire process of the Cai Kun civilization announcing its protection of Blue Star.
Venerable Tiancang watched quietly in silence.
a long time.
"This child, with the body of a demigod, actually managed to injure a god?" Venerable Tiancang's deep voice rang out.
He tapped the throne lightly with his fingers, his brow furrowed slightly.
He knew Lei Jin's strength very well; even without using his full strength, he was far beyond the reach of any demigod.
But Jiang Ye not only blocked Lei Jin's attack, but also successfully broke through his defenses, causing Lei Jin to bleed.
This talent, this combat prowess, is nothing short of monstrous!
Just then, a message entered the main hall.
After reading the message, Venerable Tiancang's eyes flashed with surprise, which then turned into a sigh.
"The Caikun Civilization: Protecting Earth?"
He shook his head.
The protection of a Level 3 civilization is akin to a talisman.
Unless there is a huge benefit involved, there is absolutely no way they would take action against Earth again.
After all, it would be a losing proposition to offend a level 3 civilization for the sake of a level 0.9 low-level civilization.
"That's enough," Venerable Tiancang said calmly. "Let's leave this matter aside for now."
He waved his hand, and the projected image disappeared.
Immediately, Venerable Tiancang's gaze fell upon a piece of intelligence.
That was the latest intelligence from the Huanglong Civilization.
The intelligence report clearly recorded a name—Ye Jiang.
The intelligence report describes Ye Jiang as a personal disciple of Venerable Bai. At only thirty years old, he has already reached the third-tier demigod level. His exceptional talent makes him a once-in-a-millennium prodigy in the Huanglong Civilization.
Venerable Tiancang's gaze lingered on the name "Ye Jiang" for a long time, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.
"Disciple of Venerable White Vault"
"A 30-year-old third-tier demigod."
He slowly stroked his chin, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.
"interesting."
"That's really interesting."
Suddenly, Venerable Tiancang realized something, and a look of enlightenment appeared in his eyes.
"No wonder Jiang Ye can master the Hundred Billion Refining God Array and receive the blessing of the planet's will."
"So, his true identity is actually in the Huanglong Civilization!"
His gaze grew ever more profound, as if piercing through the endless starry sky and landing on the Mingxin Hall of the Huanglong Civilization.
"Ye Jiang. Jiang Ye"
Venerable Tiancang murmured softly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"So what if Earth is protected by the Caikun civilization?"
"As long as you remain in the Huanglong Civilization, as long as you participate in the Hundred Star God War..."
"I have plenty of opportunities!"
A faint, chilling pressure permeated the main hall.
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