Xiao Hei isolated this place, and fortunately, Haotian didn't immediately send his senses towards it.
The woman in black robes could be considered half a disciple of Haotian...
She is from another dimension, a disciple and subordinate of Haotian.
"Everyone says it's true, the shattering of her destiny tablet..."
She had almost guessed it, but she just couldn't believe it. The person who had seemed so aloof on the surface but had a heart as warm as a mother was no longer here.
She wanted to cry, but all she could feel was the pain in her heart that made it hard to breathe.
She still remembers what that person and Haotian said before they left.
This is a path of no return, destined by fate...
By the time she came to her senses, she was already in tears.
She asked, trembling, "Then... what about the King of Men?"
Xiao Hei found the name "Human King" a bit jarring.
"Get your emotions in check. Once you're recovered, I'll take you to see him. Remember, he's no longer the Human King; he's now Haotian!"
The woman in black robes was a little girl whom Haotian rescued by chance in another dimension. She had some talent, but her family was killed by alien races, leaving her the only survivor. Therefore, she grew up with Haotian.
Haotian called her Xiao Qi.
Xiao Hei also knew that too many sad memories of his life were sealed deep in his mind.
However, even Haotian, who has only existed for a thousand years, has sealed away many.
His lifespan could be described as infinite, but for a mortal, it would only be about eighty years, while some cultivators would turn into a handful of dust in just two or three hundred years.
Even a true immortal of the human race like Haotian has a lifespan of no more than three thousand years.
Everything is firmly governed by fundamental world rules.
Haotian was harmed by the advocate of the rules, and at that time he did not dare to launch a counterattack against the rules.
A woman who had a close relationship with Haotian also died and disappeared, causing the immortal realm to collapse.
He remained silent for a century, beat himself up for a century, and hated the rules for a century.
He wants to break the rules, and Xiao Hei himself also wants to break the rules!
He was fed up with this godforsaken world.
Screw the rules of reincarnation.
Screw fate.
To hell with those lofty, unwritten rules that fix every living being on the path of fate.
So, Haotian took on a disciple, and he followed him out, coming into contact with Fusheng Ruo once again.
Xiao Hei maintained the barrier, while Xiao Qi stood there blankly.
She seemed to have forgotten everything.
But it's as if she remembers everything.
I remember that woman's smile, her every word and action.
My heart was ultimately filled with sorrow.
She wanted to shout it out as loud as she could, she wanted to express the sadness and anguish in her heart with all her might.
In the end, he could only kneel helplessly on the ground, sobbing softly.
The day passed quickly.
Haotian was also lying in bed.
His curled-up body began to stretch out, and he didn't know why he felt a trace of sadness in his heart.
Just then, Xiao Hei arrived and knocked heavily on the door.
Haotian then saw Xiao Hei with a somber expression.
He was just about to go up and punch him a couple of times, and give him a long face first thing in the morning.
Just as he was about to make his move.
"Xiao Qi...she's here."
Haotian paused for a moment.
Finally, the fist fell limply.
......
Xiaoqi tried her best to wipe away her tears and forced a smile onto her face.
It's such a far-fetched argument.
Sitting opposite her was Haotian, whose face was grave.
"It was all my fault, but I've found a way to fix it."
Xiao Qi nodded.
She hadn't forgotten why she came.
"The demon race has somehow acquired a power that we cannot resist. Any Taoist techniques and skills are torn to shreds like paper in front of it."
She paused here, realizing that the prestige of the human race that her master had built over hundreds of years had been squandered by a few people in about a hundred years.
"Humanity is weak, and many experts have already perished. We had no choice but to use the methods you left behind to come to this plane... We request your support."
If Xiao Hei were here, he would probably sneer inwardly.
He naturally knew what Haotian had left behind before leaving that plane.
Even the most powerful forces in the world could sustain themselves for hundreds of years without worry. The fact that such a situation has occurred can only mean one thing: a foolish traitor among the human race.
Those who have not come into contact with the path of immortality are all swayed by various emotions.
Like thorns and brambles, jealousy breeds hatred; like the disciple of the heavens, one relies on and is attached to them.
Undeniably, other races also face many similar situations, but once they lose absolute military leadership, everything will return to normal.
Haotian remained silent for a long time.
He waved one hand, creating absolute isolation.
It isolates time and space, cause and effect, destiny, and the rules of nature.
A figure, like a phantom, slowly emerged, but it only revealed its human form before being dispersed by Haotian.
The red mist, like a bloody fog, dissipated.
In an instant, the place seemed to have been transformed; it was no longer a treehouse.
They seemed to be standing in a sea of blood, with crimson spider lilies growing on it.
At the very center of the sea of blood was a sword exuding murderous aura.
With the sword tip pointing downwards, it naturally floats in the air.
It was as if countless souls were crying and shouting on the sword.
Nothing dripped from the tip of the sword, yet the sea of blood beneath it rippled with waves.
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