"One hundred and eleven years later." A gentle voice suddenly came from afar.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man walking slowly towards them.
He wore a pristine white robe with black cloud-patterned sleeves, his hair jet black, which accentuated the poetic sheen of his pearly white neck beneath his hair bun. Elegant and picturesque, a smile played on his lips, his clear eyes calm and gentle.
"Zhou Qingfeng!?" Yang Ming exclaimed in surprise.
The group had dealt with Zhou Qingfeng several times and were already acquainted with him.
At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng seemed different from before. His temperament was becoming more and more ethereal. Although he was right in front of everyone, he gave people the feeling that he was not in this world.
“What a unique true god.” Jiang Mengyue, a deity herself, revealed the secret of heaven in one sentence.
It was only then that everyone realized that Zhou Qingfeng, who had disappeared for a long time, had quietly become a god.
But how did he become a god? Without the mortal world, without the Nine Provinces, how did he gain faith?
Only Fang Xiu knew how Zhou Qingfeng became a god.
The Way of the Gods!
By entering the Tao through destiny, one can open up an inner world, achieve divine status, and need no faith.
"Gentlemen, it's been a long time." Zhou Qingfeng said with a gentle smile. No one could feel any ill will upon seeing his smile; instead, they would feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.
"During this time, I comprehended the Dao on the river of destiny, went against the current to trace the ancient traces, and accidentally obtained the method of the inner world, which enabled me to become a god."
"Why?" Fang Xiu suddenly asked.
Before anyone could react to what Fang Xiu was asking, Zhou Qingfeng had already answered, "Because this is my death day."
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.
At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng said again: "To be precise, 111 years from now will be the day of death for everyone, and even the end of the entire world."
Fang Xiu's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
"After I became a god through destiny, my perception of the trajectory of destiny became clearer. Before, I was swimming downstream on the river of destiny, but I ended up at the end of destiny."
The end of fate is that this world will be destroyed in 111 years.
But no matter how I tried to deduce it, I couldn't get any specific information. It clearly involved those two important figures. I had to work backward, and finally arrived at a crucial turning point—and that turning point is today.
At this point, Zhou Qingfeng looked steadily at Fang Xiu: "This is also the reason why I am here today."
Fang Xiu frowned slightly: "What do you want to tell me?"
"Don't go to the underworld."
(To be continued tomorrow.)
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