"We were wrong."

He spoke calmly.

But then, he said again: "Or maybe... we are not wrong."

"But if I'm really wrong, so what?"

Finished.

He suddenly smiled, snapped his fingers, and sent a crystal light into the unknown and distant void. He watched the light gradually go away until it could no longer be seen. Then he straightened his clothes and calmly stepped into the flames.

boom!

The flames surged again, engulfing the old man completely.

Perhaps it was because the old man had transformed himself into too much firewood, so the flames suddenly became fierce, brighter than all the scriptures of the gods before him combined, so that it even illuminated the surrounding darkness brilliantly.

And until this time.

Chu Mo was able to see clearly.

In the surrounding darkness, there were countless scarlet eyes.

Just being illuminated by the flames, they seemed to be frightened and hid in the depths of darkness.

Until a long time later.

The flames began to shrink gradually, and the old man's figure gradually disappeared. Only then did the surrounding scarlet eyes tentatively approach again.

Snap!

The flames were completely extinguished, and darkness enveloped everything again.

Those figures hiding in the darkness rushed forward like jackals, tigers and leopards, devouring the ashes of civilization.

It was at this time.

A sigh sounded faintly, and finally reached Chu Mo's ears.

“Even if you make mistakes over and over again, even if they are extreme, you may still be able to survive by taking the wrong path!”

"The immortal way is not dead, the myth will last forever!"

"All this... is just beginning!"