Zhou Qingfeng calmly replied, "It is precisely because I have been constantly changing my destiny that I have discovered that destiny is unchangeable."
"So what are you doing now?"
"To make you understand that even if I change these people's inevitable fate now, they will still die soon, Fang Xiu, stop now. There are endless strange things outside, and you can't win."
"Oh? You said the same thing the last time you took my body."
Zhou Qingfeng shook his head in disappointment, fell silent, and gradually detached his consciousness from the mirror image.
Fang Xiu ignored his departure and continued the endless battle.
Time passed slowly, the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day...
With Zhou Qingfeng's help, the Xia Kingdom held on for five days, but it was on this day that humanity could no longer endure.
Because human power has its limits, but the unpredictable is infinite.
Five consecutive days of intense fighting would be too much for even some high-level spirit masters, let alone ordinary people.
Humanity began to die on a massive scale—ten million, one hundred million, one billion...
The fifth day had just passed the halfway mark, and nearly a billion of the more than one billion people in the entire Xia Kingdom had already died.
At this point, humanity was in a one-sided defeat.
On the battlefield, Fang Xiu saw nothing but devastation. The earth was stained dark red with blood, and corpses littered the ground, with skeletal remains everywhere.
The once glorious ancient civilization is now nothing but ruins.
Fang Moli could no longer wield the Xuanyuan Sword, Luo Qingxin's cheongsam was stained with blood, Xiong Tianguang's game laptop had long since disappeared, and Yang Ming's cigarette was soaked in blood and could no longer be lit.
Xiao Chuxia died right at Fang Xiu's feet. She had used the power of lies to deceive her body as she lay dying, forcing herself to run there.
The fat man died. While constantly transferring the wounded on the battlefield, he fell from the sky due to exhaustion and landed among the monsters, where he was dismembered.
Bai Qi, Zhao Hao, Li Xiaoru, Kong Jian, Black Spade AK...
They're all dead.
The few remaining people were barely clinging to life and were about to die.
And the strange occurrences continue, as if they will never stop.
Along with the eeriness came countless swirling wisps of gray mist.
Previously, the gray fog had not taken shape because it moved slower than the strange fog and was constantly diluted after entering the mortal world. But now that the whole world has been completely overrun, the gray fog that belongs only to the other side has begun to shroud the ruins of Xia Kingdom.
Perhaps, before long, this place will also become the other side.
"Brother Xiu... cough cough... do we still have a future?" Yang Ming looked at Fang Xiu from a distance and said with a bitter smile.
He could no longer stand and lay in a pool of blood.
Fang Xiu calmly looked at him and nodded: "Yes, I have already seen the future."
"Hahaha... I knew it, I knew it!" His eyes shone brightly, but quickly dimmed again: "It's just a pity that I probably won't be able to see it."
Countless bizarre creatures had already gathered around him, their huge, ferocious mouths gaping open and dripping with saliva, rushing towards him from all directions.
But Yang Ming was not afraid at all. He completely ignored these strange things, stretched out his trembling hand, and took out the last packet of cigarettes from his pocket. The packet of cigarettes was already stained red with blood. He put the blood-stained cigarettes in his mouth.
Even when facing death, he remained relaxed, despite the ever-approaching eeriness.
Snap!
He pressed the lighter, but the lighter, which was already soaked in blood, did not light.
At this moment, Yang Ming panicked.
He remained calm in the face of countless strange occurrences and death, but now that his lighter wouldn't light, he was thrown into a panic.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Damn it... It's on fire!!" Yang Ming frantically pressed the lighter, his eyes wide with anger, as if he wouldn't be able to die in peace without taking a puff of smoke before he died. Seeing the eerie creature rushing towards him, he was so anxious that the veins on his face bulged.
Just as he was in despair, *smack!*
The lighter emitted a tiny, shimmering flame, which was incredibly glaring in the boundless darkness.
Yang Ming was overjoyed at the sight and quickly brought the cigarette closer. The next second, the cigarette was lit, and wisps of smoke drifted out, the smell of blood filling his mouth and lungs.
His tense expression instantly relaxed, and he became unusually relaxed, looking blissful with a smile, completely overwhelmed by the eeriness.
Fang Xiu, who was standing to the side, slowly withdrew his hand.
He was the one who helped Yang Ming light the lighter and cigarette.
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Day 6.
Fang Xiu stood alone on a vast expanse of ruins, standing silently with his companions and bizarre corpses beneath him.
An endless stream of bizarre and unsettling forces kept assaulting him, trying to tear his domain apart.
His field has reached its limit and is beginning to crumble.
Yes, Fang Xiu is also about to collapse.
Even with his near-limitless spirituality, his body couldn't hold on any longer.
His body was like a high-powered converter, continuously transforming the bizarre into its own spirituality. However, after running at high load for six days, the machine was already in a state of red-hot heat and could burn out at any moment.
Fang Xiu had to admit that he had lost this time.
He has been defeated many times in his life, but he will always be the ultimate victor.
But this time, it seems he really can't see the future.
The endless eeriness is an ending that cannot be changed no matter how many times you die and rewind.
"Have we reached a dead end?" Fang Xiu muttered to himself. On the desolate land, only eerie roars answered him.
Just then, a voice resounded in his heart.
"My lord, this old servant has a plan."
The one speaking was Kunlun Maggot. He had previously participated in this fierce battle by using the bodies of Ideal Village and others. The result was self-evident: Ideal Village and the others were all killed, and Kunlun Maggot returned to Fang Xiu's body.
"explain."
Kunlun Maggot solemnly said, "My lord, if you truly wish to save the Xia Kingdom, you might as well consult the ancient gods."
Fang Xiu frowned slightly: "Weren't the gods already gone?"
"My lord, you've forgotten about the Kunlun Mirror. The Kunlun Mirror is a time artifact. You could use it to travel across the river of time and ask the gods of ancient times for help. Given the current situation, saving the Xia Kingdom is simply impossible."
But if there is anyone in this world who can turn the impossible into the possible, it must be the ancient gods!
Although even the gods were no match for the Other Shore back then, the situation was different. Back then, all sorts of strange gods had appeared; now, the depth is still shallow, and the strange entities that have appeared are at most sixth-tier. The gods must have a way!
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