Lin Qiye, Yang Jian and Nezha were all startled at the same time.

"Earthquake? There will be earthquakes in Yaochi?"

Lin Qiye turned his head and looked around, and found that not only this suspended mountain, but other mountains floating in the air also began to tremble violently. A low roar came from below, as if some terrifying existence was about to be born.

Yang Jian frowned, opened the vertical eye between his eyebrows, and his gaze pierced through the Yaochi Lake and fell directly on the continuous Kunlun Mountains below.

The lush forests that were once filled with birdsong and flowers had all disappeared like the tide, leaving the bare gray mountains exposed to the air. Ancient swords emitting a chilly light grew like thorns between the mountains.

A corner of the magnificent silhouette of time was lifted up, and the sharp sword light shot straight into the sky.

"Swords? Where did all these swords come from in Kunlun Xu? There must be at least tens of millions of them, right?!"

Nezha looked at the continuous Cangjian Mountains below Yao Chi in shock and spoke in disbelief.

Yang Jian frowned as he watched this scene, shook his head, and pointed at Lin Qiye, “These swords did not appear in the time and space where our silhouettes are located… but in the time and space where he is, the true appearance of Kunlun Xu.

The green mountains we saw before were just an illusion created by the silhouette of time. "

Lin Qiye flew into the sky and looked at the Cangjian Mountains below the Yao Chi, which were still rapidly extending to the end of the horizon. As if he had thought of something, he suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the Queen Mother of the West's palace.

From the reactions of Yang Jian and the others, it can be seen that Kunlun Xu a hundred years ago was not like this... In other words, these tens of millions of ancient swords were all forged within this hundred years?

And during these hundred years, there was only the Queen Mother of the West in Kunlun Xu.

Lin Qiye had always thought that the "forging swords" mentioned by the Queen Mother of the West was just a hobby to pass the time, but judging from the current scale, this is not the case.

Over a hundred years, one person forged millions of swords. What exactly does the Queen want to do?

boom--!

At this moment, a thunderclap sounded from the sky, and a streak of light flew from outside Kunlun Xu, rapidly shooting towards the fairy palace where the Queen Mother of the West was.

Lin Qiye looked closely and discovered that the true form of the flowing light was none other than the Ziwei Star Lord whom he had met once at the Peach Festival.

However, at this moment, Ziwei Star Lord's face did not have the leisurely and carefree look he had at the Peach Festival. Instead, he looked anxious, and the divine power around him had been mobilized to the extreme, and his speed was incredibly fast.

Before he landed on the fairy palace, he took a deep breath and shouted loudly:

“Report to the Queen! A large amount of strange fog has emerged outside the borders of Daxia! Wherever the fog reaches, life is extinguished and all things wither!

The Four Heavenly Kings, the Six Dings and Six Jias, and the Twelve Constellations joined forces to stop the fog but failed. More than half of their own divine power was devoured, and they fell from the divine realm. They were attacked by unknown entities in the fog, and are now in critical condition!

Several golden immortals, the Western Altar Purifier, and the golden arhat are discussing strategies to defend against the enemy. Many more immortals are on their way. Please, Madam, take action and take charge of the situation!"

After hearing these words, Yang Jian and Nezha's expressions suddenly changed.

Lin Qiye's brows furrowed tightly, as if he had thought of something.

The fog is coming? The gods of Daxia are fighting back?

Could it be that the time point recorded by the time silhouette is...

"What day is today?!" Lin Qiye suddenly turned his head and asked.

Nezha was stunned, and counted on his fingers, "According to the saying of the human world, today should be the 30th day of the first lunar month."

"What year?"

"Xinyou Year."

Lin Qiye's brain was working rapidly. According to the lunar calendar, the Xinyou year should be a cycle of sixty years, which happened to be the 30th day of the first lunar month. Converted into the solar calendar, combined with the fact that the fog was falling... then there is only one time point for this time silhouette.

March 9, 1921.

When fog descended upon the world, the gods of Daxia gave up their cultivation and transformed themselves into nine sacred monuments to guard the border, hoping to prevent the day when fog would invade Daxia.

That’s what the textbooks call…survival day.

After the Peach Festival ended, Queen Mother of the West continued to maintain the time silhouette of Kunlun Mirror in order to recreate the scene in Kunlun Void on the day of resurrection? !

What exactly does she want to do?

…

Yaochi, the fairy palace.

Hearing the anxious calls of Ziwei Star Lord outside the palace, the incarnation of Queen Mother of the West, who was sitting alone in the silent palace, slowly opened her eyes.

The pair of cold eyes reflected the empty hall, and ripples finally appeared in her eyes as calm as a lake. Her fair hands were slightly curled up and clenched into fists.

Reminiscence, helplessness, bitterness, pain, anger.

She knew clearly that everything that happened in Kunlun Xu was a silhouette of time captured by the Kunlun Mirror, but the moment she heard these words, she still couldn't control her emotions.

Even though a hundred years have passed, the pain and hatred rooted in my heart have not diminished in the slightest. Instead, they have become more intense as time goes by.

But, all this is just a silhouette after all.

Like Lin Qiye, she is a bystander outside of time. No matter what she does, she cannot change the established history.

All she can do is change the future.

The Queen Mother of the West's clone slowly closed her eyes. In the void above the Immortal Palace, a Kunlun mirror slowly rotated. A beautiful woman wearing a golden purple robe stood in the air, with one hand pinching the sword finger, looking down at the endless Cangjian Mountains below, and whispered softly:

"Spiritual energy as guide, spirit as blade, bloody battle with death, forging sword and sharpening the edge..."

As her whispers rang out, tens of millions of ancient swords in the Kunlun Mountains began to tremble violently.

Outside the palace.

When Ziwei Xingjun saw that Queen Mother Xi did not respond, he was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath and shouted again with all his strength:

"Please help, Madam! Take charge of the situation!!"

It was still quiet inside the fairy palace.

Ziwei Xingjun gritted his teeth and was about to shout again when the door of the palace suddenly opened automatically. The clone of Queen Mother of the West stepped out and sighed:

"Forget it, even if it is just an illusion... I will accompany the immortals for one more trip."

As she finished speaking, she glanced at the Kunlun Mirror above the Immortal Palace. In the mirror, the real body of the Queen Mother of the West was holding a sword finger and nodded slightly.

Seeing the Queen Mother of the West walking out of the palace, Ziwei Star Lord was overjoyed as if he had found a life-saving straw. He and the Queen Mother of the West turned into streams of light, passed through the ancient portal above Kunlun Xu, and disappeared directly into Kunlun Xu.

Upon seeing this, Lin Qiye and the other two looked at each other, then flew out immediately.

After passing through the ancient gate and regaining vision, I saw snow flying in the sky among the continuous mountains.

Lin Qiye stepped on the snow and looked around, only then did he confirm that they had left Kunlun Xu and returned to the Pamir Plateau... But after careful observation, he found that the scene before him was different from when Lin Qiye came here before.

The snow here was thicker, the population was sparser, and there were no traces of previous battles on the surrounding ground.

This is not the Pamir Plateau in the real world, but the western border of Daxia a hundred years ago when the fog had not yet completely descended.

With the arrival of the Queen Mother of the West's incarnation, the time silhouette of the Kunlun Mirror also covered the world outside Kunlun Xu.