**Chapter 687: The Return of the Righteous God: Blessing or Curse?**
Lin Moyu, Meng Anwen, and Dong Fang Yi analyzed the data one by one, peeling back the layers until they finally got the answer. Lin Moyu said, "The material from beyond the heavens, the mythical-grade material, Demon Gold, is not a good thing."
"It confuses the mind, making people violent and bloodthirsty."
"The Demon-Slaying Sword was made from Demon Gold, and while it brought great power, it also brought strong negative effects."
Meng Anwen said, "Combining the previous situation, it can be concluded that the Righteous God was indeed affected by the Demon Gold."
Lin Moyu said, "According to the records, Senior Dong Fang Jin could resist the Demon Gold, so the Righteous God should be able to as well."
"But the Righteous God is now affected, which should have happened during the revival process."
"If it’s just an influence, that’s manageable. I believe that with the Righteous God’s soul level, he can correct it."
"The fear is..."
Meng Anwen said in a deep voice, "The fear is that the Righteous God is no longer the Righteous God."
Lin Moyu’s expression was serious, and he nodded silently.
The fear was that the Righteous God had been affected more deeply, to the point of no longer being himself.
Lin Moyu didn’t say it explicitly, but everyone understood.
Meng Anwen said, "In any case, we must be careful. I’ll notify Old Bai and the others to be cautious."
Lin Moyu nodded, "We really don’t know if the return of the Righteous God is a blessing or a curse."
"Let’s hope we’re just overthinking it."
The Righteous God had already returned, and it was impossible to stop him. After all, he was the only half-step super-god among the human race.
With him around, the human race had confidence.
Lin Moyu and Meng Anwen left the palace and headed to the Yuan battlefield.
Lin Moyu stood in the air, looking at the Eternal Great Wall.
This was the result of the efforts of several generations of human ancestors over hundreds of years.
The construction of the Eternal Great Wall began during the time of the Righteous God.
It wasn’t completed until a hundred years after the Righteous God’s fall.
The Eternal Great Wall was still in operation, with the nine fortresses connected as one, forming a barrier that blocked the demons.
Because of the Eternal Great Wall, the human race had been relatively safe for hundreds of years.
The demons could only come through some special means to carry out city massacres.
But large-scale attacks like this war hadn’t happened for hundreds of years. Half a day later, news from the front line came back.
The demon and dragon races had retreated, and the Yuan battlefield had completely returned to peace.
The Eternal Great Wall slowly stopped operating amidst the rumbling, and the formations in the empire began to shut down.
The war was over, and it was time to count the casualties.
This would be a sad process. In just a few days of war, many people had fallen.
They were heroes and martyrs, and each one would be recorded.
For the soldiers and professionals who died in battle, the Shenxia Empire never mistreated anyone.
Their families would receive the best care and lack nothing.
Lin Moyu stood in the void outside Fortress Nine, watching the soldiers cleaning up the battlefield outside the fortress, and sighed lightly.
War... is too cruel for most people.
Lin Moyu clenched his fists, "This is the world of the human race. Whether it’s the abyss or the dragon race, you shouldn’t be here."
When he was studying, Lin Moyu had his own ideas. As long as he had enough power, he would definitely kill into the abyss and exterminate the demon race.
Now, he had to add the dragon race to that list.
A sword light flew from afar, approaching rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light stopped above the fortress.
Jiang Yi stepped on the Demon-Slaying Sword and flew over from outside the fortress, not even glancing at the soldiers cleaning up the battlefield outside the fortress.
He flew past Lin Moyu without even looking at him.
Lin Moyu’s heart skipped a beat, realizing that something was wrong with Jiang Yi, beyond his expectations. It wasn’t just a simple influence.
Otherwise, how could he not recognize him? After all, he had been alone in the secret realm for hundreds of years, and the only person he had communicated with was himself.
If he didn’t even recognize him, then the problem was serious.
Just as Jiang Yi was about to enter the fortress, the fortress’s formation suddenly flickered and blocked him.
Although he was a human, he was not recognized by the fortress.
Lin Moyu watched Jiang Yi being blocked and did not speak.
Jiang Yi did not force his way in but said, "I am Jiang Yi, open the formation."
Jiang Yi’s voice passed through the formation.
This voice made Lin Moyu feel even more strange.
Jiang Yi’s voice was somewhat low and slightly hoarse.
"His voice has changed."
In Jiang Yi’s secret realm, Lin Moyu had once directly communicated with Jiang Yi’s soul.
He remembered that the voice he heard at that time was Jiang Yi’s own voice.
Even though Jiang Yi was in a soul state at that time, when he transformed into a human form, he would naturally retain his own voice.
Now the voice had changed.
Another point also caught Lin Moyu’s attention: Jiang Yi had no smell of blood on him.
He had gone to hunt down the dragon and demon armies, and after half a day, he must have gone through many battles.
With his strength, the number of dragons and demons who died at his hands must be numerous. How could there be no smell of blood at all?
Not only was there no smell of blood, but even the killing intent was completely gone.
Normally, this would be normal, but right after a great battle, it was unusual.
The soldiers cleaning up the battlefield outside the fortress still carried the smell of blood and killing intent.
And why did Jiang Yi come here? Why did he come to Fortress Nine?
Someone rose into the air from the fortress; it was Wang Lin.
Usually, matters in Fortress Nine were handled by Wang Lin.
Only when he couldn’t handle it would Ye Hao step in.
"Wang Lin?" Wang Lin’s tone was somewhat strange as he looked Jiang Yi up and down.
Jiang Yi was also looking at him, "Level 92, low-level god."
There was a hint of disdain in his tone.
Wang Lin couldn’t see Jiang Yi’s level but could feel his power.
Standing in front of him, he felt a strong sense of oppression.
He knew that this was due to the vast difference in their strengths.
Such a powerful person, and he called himself Jiang Yi...
Wang Lin suddenly thought of something, "Are you... the Righteous God?"
Jiang Yi said, "It’s me, open the formation, I want to go in."
Wang Lin exclaimed, "You are really the Righteous God? Didn’t you fall more than 600 years ago?"
Jiang Yi said coldly, "I didn’t die, I was just asleep. Now I am revived. Open the formation, I want to go in."
Lin Moyu listened silently from the side, "This is the third time, and his tone is more urgent than before. What is he trying to do?"
Lin Moyu was now certain that Jiang Yi had a purpose in coming here, but he didn’t know what it was. Fortress Nine was the endpoint of the Eternal Great Wall formation and its strongest point. It was close to the entrance of the abyss, and every time there was a battle, it was the most intense place. Besides that, Fortress Nine was no different from the other fortresses. Lin Moyu thought of the Demon Extermination Tower. If there was any difference, it was the only one. But he immediately dismissed it.
The Demon Extermination Tower and Jiang Yi were not from the same era. In Jiang Yi’s time, there was no Demon Extermination Tower.
"Then what is it?"
Lin Moyu did not speak, wanting to see what Jiang Yi’s purpose was.
Wang Lin was cautious and did not immediately open the formation.
Instead, he sent a message.
Soon, more people flew over from the fortress, including Ye Hao and Bai Yiyuan. Bai Yiyuan had come to Fortress Nine to support and oversee the situation. The great battle had just ended, and he had not yet left. In fact, when Bai Yiyuan arrived, the battle was already nearing its end, and he hadn’t really taken action. Judging by his appearance, it seemed that his relationship with Ye Hao had somewhat improved.
Earlier, Lin Moyu had brought news about Jiang Yi, but he had only told Bai Yiyuan and not even Ye Hao.
When Ye Hao saw Jiang Yi, his body trembled, "Are you the Righteous God?"
Jiang Yi frowned at Ye Hao, "Who are you?"
Ye Hao bowed to Jiang Yi, "Junior Ye Hao, greets the Righteous God!"
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