Read Novel Full Chapter 1016 - 470: Return
Chapter 1016 - 470: Return
Jiang Ye stepped out of the Profound Light Hall, the sunlight falling on his shoulders, but he could not feel any warmth.
The outside world of Blue Star was long devoid of the smoke of battle, the void fissures all mended, and the oppressive presence of the gods had dissipated without a trace.
[Thunder Ash] indeed did not appear again, and the crisis had already been resolved.
Yet a heavy and unshakable atmosphere of sorrow enveloped the entire planet.
This sorrow did not stem from fear, but from loss.
Jiang Ye’s divine thought moved, instantly spreading out for ten thousand miles, like an invisible net, covering the entire Blue Star.
In the next moment, his gaze suddenly sharpened.
In the Northern Wilderness, a vast cemetery spanning hundreds of miles rose from the ground.
Black tombstones stood densely like a forest, neatly arranged, stretching to the horizon.
Around the cemetery, green pines surrounded it, the cold wind sweeping through the treetops making a wailing sound, like a lament.
On each tombstone, only two words were engraved— "Martyr," with the date of sacrifice below.
Without any extra adornment, yet heavier than any eulogy.
These were more than ten million vibrant lives, extinguished under that palm of Thunder Ash, not even leaving behind remains.
Only their names were engraved here, for future generations to remember.
Outside the cemetery, countless figures stood, men and women, young and old all present.
They held white chrysanthemums, eyes red and swollen, their weeping suppressed and mournful, not daring to raise their voices, as if afraid to disturb the slumbering heroic spirits.
A little girl with braided pigtails tugged at her mother’s hem, naively asking, "Mom, why does dad keep sleeping here? When will he come home to fly kites with me?"
The mother covered the child’s mouth, tears broke like a dam, flowing down her cheeks, soaking into her collar, leaving a dark stain.
She opened her mouth, but couldn’t make any sound, only able to pull the child tightly into her arms, her body trembling uncontrollably.
...
Not far away, an elderly man with white hair, leaning on a cane, tremblingly caressed the name on the tombstone.
His fingers were rough and calloused, gliding over the cold tombstone, filled with endless longing and grief.
In his cloudy eyes, old tears flowed down the wrinkles, dripping onto the grass before the tombstone.
"Son..."
"You left too early..." the old man’s voice was hoarse, "Dad was useless, couldn’t protect you, but you were outstanding, a hero of our Blue Star..."
...
Jiang Ye’s divine thought swept over, seeing the temporary shelters set up outside the cemetery.
Inside the tents, many family members had fainted from excessive grief, healthcare workers busily shuttling back and forth, their expressions serious.
Others sat on the ground, their eyes vacant, as if they had lost their souls, only numb sadness remaining.
And this was not all.
The divine thought continued to extend, and Jiang Ye saw hospitals all over Blue Star, crowded with people, even the corridors filled with beds.
Countless people lay on the beds, faces pale, breathing weak, with all their meridians broken, their martial arts foundation completely destroyed.
They were wrapped in thick bandages, oozing dark red bloodstains.
These people were the survivors of the original billion-dollar Divine Technique formation.
When the formation shattered, the backlash swept through them, leaving more than ten billion severely injured and on the brink of death.
Most would spend the rest of their lives confined to a sickbed, never able to cultivate again, even getting out of bed had become a luxury.
In the ward, a former Seventh Break powerhouse could only lie in bed, unable to move.
He looked at his unresponsive legs, his eyes full of despair, fists clenched tight, nails deeply dug into his palms, bleeding without him even noticing.
By logic, even if a Seventh Break powerhouse had all limbs broken, they could recover.
But these injuries were caused by a god... even a Seventh Break couldn’t heal them.
"I’m not willing,"
"I can still fight, I can still protect Blue Star..." he whispered, unwillingness filling his voice, "Why? Why does it have to be me?"
In the next ward, a young woman who once had a bright future as a Sixth Break powerhouse, now with her foundation destroyed, reduced to a cripple.
She looked out the window, tears silently streamed down, her eyes vacant, devoid of their former brightness.
Jiang Ye’s fist silently clenched.
He closed his eyes, the scene of those over ten million people exploding flashed in his mind, along with the tragic state of the billions severely injured, and the sorrowful faces of the family members.
"Thunder Ash..."
These two words squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a bone-chilling cold, as if to freeze the air.
"Whoosh!" Jiang Ye flickered, instantly appearing above the Northern Wilderness Cemetery.
His arrival did not disturb anyone.
Inside the cemetery, silence reigned, only the wailing of the wind sweeping past the tombstones and the suppressed sobbing could be heard.
Jiang Ye slowly descended, stepping on the bluestone slab, his gaze sweeping over the densely packed tombstones.
The tombstones were cold, the sunlight fell on them, but it couldn’t warm this piece of land, nor could it warm people’s hearts.
In the air, a faint scent of chrysanthemums and an unyielding sorrow lingered.
He walked forward slowly, each step seeming to tread on the heart.
The crying gradually subsided.
Everyone looked up, gazing at that tall figure.
It was Jiang Ye!
The hero who led them to resist the gods!
Someone’s lips trembled, wanting to speak, but found their throat choked, unable to make any sound.
Someone’s eyes lit up, only to quickly dim again.
Even if Jiang Ye returned, those who were gone could not come back.
Jiang Ye stopped, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, his voice low, yet clearly reaching everyone’s ears: "I know, you are very sad."
"Their sacrifice was not in vain."
"It was they who used their lives to block the gods’ strike, to safeguard Blue Star, to protect our home."