The old man left, and Ke An sat on the steps, motionless, for a long time... a long time...

On a cold snowy day, he suddenly stood up and shook off the snow on his body.

He has to go. He has a long way to go and can't stay here for too long.

But when he thought that no one would remember Cao Shan anymore after he left, he felt sad.

He felt that he had to do something for Caoshan.

He swept away the snow on the steps, then found a hard stone and carved Cao Shan's name on the step where he was staying.

Ke An left and continued on this endless long road.

Occasionally, when he looked back and saw Cao Shan's name, the time he had spent with Cao Shan would emerge in his mind, and a knowing smile would appear on his face.

But as he went further and further, Caoshan's name became more and more vague.

In the end, Cao Shan's name was completely buried in the long road and could never be found again.

Ke An bid farewell with tears, because he knew that the knife of time had wiped out Cao Shan's existence without his knowledge.

He was very sad. Sometimes he sat down to think, and sometimes he stood up to look around, but in the end he turned his gaze to the endless road ahead and walked towards it.

Step 1,263: The Tianjian Sect is in chaos. Powerful monks wantonly take the lives and energy of weak monks. In this cruel era, order and civilization are gone.

The young monks were treated as food and fled everywhere, while the old monks went on a killing spree without mercy, their eyes covered with blood.

There was a young monk with extraordinary talent, who had the potential to become a saint, but he was targeted by an elderly monk and eaten alive.

This young monk died at the foot of the Ascension Platform. His eyes were wide open and he still held the sword in his hand.

Ke An didn't dare to watch the next scene. He turned around, but his ears couldn't ignore those creepy sounds.

There was no need to imagine how horrific the scene was. Just hearing the tearing and swallowing sounds made Ke An feel sad.

"Don't blame us, don't hate us. This is a desperate age. If we don't eat them, we will die." An old man said to Ke An while swallowing.

Hearing this, Ke An could no longer hold back. His eyes blazed with anger, his fists clenched, and he turned around, about to demand an angry question, only to discover that the old man speaking to him was not Cao Shan's master. However, his face still felt familiar to Ke An. Who was it?

Ke An frowned, thinking and searching, and suddenly a man in yellow clothes flashed through his mind.

At that time, he was riding a flying sword, passing by the Dengxiantai, and sneered at Ke An.

"It's you!" Ke An exclaimed.

The old man stopped and chuckled, as if responding to Ke An's call.

However, his smile with blood all over his mouth was really creepy.

"It's me. So many years have passed, you've grown old, and I've grown old too... Hehe, you didn't expect that I'm getting old faster than you." said the old man.

A panic suddenly arose in Ke An's heart. He touched his face, which was thin, rough, and covered with wrinkles.

The old man smiled at Ke An again, then pounced on the "delicious food" in front of him and never spoke to Ke An again.

The old man with white hair and youthful face had come true. This era has indeed become different. It is crazy, disordered, desperate, and repressed...

The cultivator who originally had an immortal appearance was now killing his fellow disciples and devouring their flesh and blood just to obtain energy for his cultivation.

Ke An raised his head and looked at the sky for a long time, from early morning to late night, but he could not see anything different.

He was just a mortal and could not feel the earth-shaking changes in the world, but everything that happened before his eyes was so deeply impressed in his memory that he thought about it, picked up a stone, and carved two words on the steps: Eat. People.

Ke An's mood fluctuated for a long time, but he finally calmed down.

He once again embarked on the endless journey, gradually forgetting everything, until one day, he suddenly woke up and heard a hoarse voice groaning softly.

"The Tianjian Sect is dead, and there is not a single disciple left..." The hoarse voice spoke and suddenly sighed.

"The sect is filled with secret manuals and methods of cultivation, but I can't even grasp a trace of spiritual energy in this world. It's so painful, so painful...

It takes a hundred years to refine Qi, a thousand years to build a foundation. In such an era, where is the way out? Where is the hope?

Oh, God, you are so cruel! You gave us the opportunity to cultivate, but you also destroyed our hope of moving forward..."

The vicissitudes of life voice suddenly stopped. Ke An looked carefully and found that the old man lying on the ground was dead. His pupils gradually dilated and his clenched fists gradually loosened.

He died of old age. His life span was up, but his cultivation level did not improve, so he died of old age.

The Tianjian Sect fell completely silent, and only he, a mortal, was left standing on the steps, staring at all this incredible yet helpless happenings, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

The Tianjian Sect was wiped out. They did not encounter any enemies, but their deaths were extremely thorough.

Ke An sat for a long time and thought for a long time, but finally stood up and continued on his way.

Once you have chosen a path, you must complete it.

At the 3984th step, the ruins of the Tianjian Sect were found. They turned the place upside down but did not find any treasures. Only the thousands of secret books that filled the library were still well preserved, but they were not interested in them.

"Look! There's a guy over there!"

A woman exclaimed, attracting several glances towards Ke An on the Ascension Platform.

Ke An felt something and stopped, turned his head and looked, and found that a cultivator had forced his way into the immortal platform, but was bounced out after only three steps, looking very embarrassed.

"You have to take your time, don't rush or rush." Ke An said calmly.

The man quickly got up from the ground and bowed: "Thank you for your guidance, senior. I will remember it."

When Ke An heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, turned around and continued walking.

These monks looked at each other, bowed to Ke An again, and then left quickly without daring to stay.

Only the woman who first discovered Ke An stayed for some reason, watching Ke An step up the stairs step by step, with a gleam in her eyes.

Time passed quickly, and the woman had been looking at Ke An for ten years.

"Senior, how long will it take you to complete this journey?" the woman asked.

Ke An was stunned for a moment. Even he was shocked that this woman actually looked at him silently for such a long time.

"Until we can't walk anymore." Ke An replied.

The woman finally left because she had gotten the answer she wanted. But before leaving, she hesitated for a long time, wanting to say something but finally threw out a sentence.

“If I were still alive by then, I would like to see my predecessors complete this journey.”

The woman left and disappeared so completely that when Ke An saw her again several years later, he couldn't recognize her for a long time.