The disciples of the Immortal Sect were bathed in divine golden light, and those grievances and hatreds instantly turned into benevolence, righteousness, and great love...

Looking at Garuda in front of them with a golden light like a god's mansion, they were willing to put aside their grudges and prostrate at her feet!!

The spirit descends into the world, and all beings surrender!

Garuda stood in front of the dozen or so disciples who had betrayed the Immortal Sect, one of whom she recognized.

On that day, she rode Yingzhao to the destroyed city, and when she was helping the boy dig the dirt with her bare hands, this disciple suddenly appeared there and shouted at her, which attracted the anger of the people!

At that time, he was still trying to help her talk and stop those people, and now it seems that he intends to take revenge!

He deliberately called out her name so that she was besieged by the people...

And Lu Huan also died there because of her...

She took a deep breath, her voice not angry:

"As a disciple of the Zun Immortal Sect, you will be the first to be punished if you join forces with outsiders of other clans to kill your compatriots, but you are all misguided by the loss of your loved ones, and the deity orders you to immediately expel from the Zun Immortal Sect and go to the twilight peak to guard the tomb of your fellow brothers for life, and you will not be allowed to leave for eternity!"

The dozen or so people knelt on the ground, and could only silently accept the will.

With a wave of his hand, the dozen or so people disappeared in the blink of an eye, going where they were supposed to go.

She approached and stood in front of the people of the Necromancy...

With a cold but not cold expression, he spoke:

"The Necromantic Clan today encircled and suppressed the Xianlai Mountain, so that tens of thousands of disciples of its Immortal Sect died innocently, and the blood flowed like a river, the deity ordered today, all the Necromantic Clan people retreated to the Jizo Realm, and they were never allowed to take half a step out of the Jizo Realm! There will never be a day of birth!"

All the generals of the Necronomicon Clan bowed their heads in unison: "The whole Necronomicon clan is ordered!"

"The king of the Necromantic Clan, Bai Kui Akano, has committed an unforgivable sin, and the deity will personally deal with it, and will exile the soul that sealed him and the barren land of eternity, and will never be born!"

......

The spirit of the deity came into the world, and everyone celebrates and rejoices!

The red glow has been on for several months, and the ten thousand beasts outside the Xianlai Mountain have been singing for more than half a month...

Garuda walked in the temple that had been restored to its original state, looking at the bed she had slept in hundreds of times...

There's no more cheeky daddy on it!

It's been three months since she woke up and sat on the throne of this Spirit Venerable in accordance with the rules of the earth!

She has walked through every mountain in Xianlai Mountain, stepping on every place he has walked, but she can't find a trace of his remnant soul!

In the past three months, she has dealt with many matters in the Xingchen Continent, and issued an order to respect immortals and establish a business...

However, everyone's memories of the beautiful cheek daddy in the Xingchen Continent are getting more and more blurred...

The memories of the three of them, including Si Zhu, gradually disappeared...

It seems that in all Rao's memories, only she, Garuda, complied with her fate, came into the world, and became the spiritual venerable of the Xingchen Continent!

And all the things he has done in the past few thousand years to become a lord in the Xingchen Continent, all the deeds about him have slowly evolved into hers!!

It's obviously what he did, but it became her in everyone's memory!

The strokes, the words and ink that he had left behind, all became blank...

In the past three months, she has broken down countless times in the dead of night...

She sat on the bed, leaning against the edge of the bed, reminiscing about the past!

Muttered:

"Why did everyone forget about him, why?"

Tears flowed unconsciously, and her body slowly lay on the bed...

Her shoulders shrugged, even though she was the guardian saint of the continent at this time, she cried like a child:

"Why? Why doesn't everybody remember him?"

"Obviously, he was once admired by everyone and respected by the people of this continent, but why is everyone forgetting him now!"

"He clearly exists, why is it only me who remembers?"