The six gods sensed something was amiss and discussed it with each other.
So Feng Xingxiu, as the leader of all gods, persuaded all the gods to wipe out the black water together.
However, a small number of gods had already absorbed the black water and suffered backlash, and suddenly became like puppets being controlled to deal with other gods.
Civil strife among all living beings begins.
They had not expected things to develop to this point.
After all, they had never encountered such an evil existence as Black Water, and they had overestimated the nature of all living beings.
They acted quickly, killed the black water monster, and wiped out the black water everywhere.
But the black water is increasing.
Things were a little beyond their expectations.
After Heishui appeared, Chenyan felt vaguely uneasy.
She discussed with Cheng Wei and others, and decided to manipulate the power of time and space to go back to the time when the black water first appeared, and control the spread of the black water as much as possible.
"Be careful!" they said to her seriously.
But what she didn't expect was that when she traveled through time and space back to the past, she was interrupted by a mysterious man.
The mysterious man is Qingwu's clone.
She fought against Qingwu.
I don’t know how long it lasted.
until--
Xingwu suddenly showed a happy smile, "They are all dead, all dead."
Chen Yan's pupils shrank, and she immediately injured the defenseless Qingwu, then took the opportunity to drag her seriously injured body, risked breaking through the space-time rift, and returned to the prehistoric world.
Looking out, the entire prehistoric world seemed to have experienced a devastating disaster, leaving it in ruins and devastation. The once prosperous world had now become a shattered mess, filled with smoke and the corpses of living creatures were everywhere, some even incomplete and horrific.
The gods were not spared either and all fell. Their bodies were scattered in the ruins, losing their former majesty and glory.
The dead wailed.
In this dead silence, she slowly raised her eyes, her gaze as sharp as a torch, piercing through the thick black fog and finally locking onto a figure not far away.
Her steps stumbled, as if she had lost her balance, and she stumbled towards the figure.
Closer and closer.
She finally saw the figure clearly.
The silver-haired boy held a sharp sword tightly in his right hand, the blade deeply embedded in the ground, as if supporting his shaky body. Meanwhile, his left hand was corroded by a strange black water, leaving only a horrifying speck of white bones.
The young man was half-kneeling on the ground with his head lowered. There was a trace of scarlet blood at the corner of his mouth, which was the proof of his passing life.
She seemed to have lost all her strength and suddenly fell down in front of the boy, holding his head with trembling hands.
When her fingertips touched his skin, a chill instantly spread throughout his body - his body was completely cold, without any warmth at all.
Chen Yan's tears burst out like a flood. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't say a word.
Her gaze slowly shifted to the distance, where she saw familiar figures—Sister Cheng Wei, Brother Xiu, Yu Chu, Xing Yan…
They all lay there quietly, lifeless.
"No--"
She raised her head and tears rolled down her face.
At this time, Qingwu tore through the void and came in.
He pressed Chen Yan step by step.
"You should go and accompany them."
Chen Yan slowly stood up, staring at Qing Wu with bloodshot and cold eyes.
"You can't kill me."
When the blue crow attacked her——
Chen Yan sacrificed himself and opened the space-time formation.
She closed her eyes.
A crystal clear tear slid down her cheek and fell into the soil.
Tick.
Time and space suddenly stopped.
Chen Yan slowly opened her eyes, everything was still, and she was the only one in the world.
And her shadow.
A man and a shadow sit opposite each other, with a chessboard in the middle.
"How do we resolve this deadlock?"
One man and one shadow began to deduce.
Chen Yan's spiritual consciousness was also involved.
She personally experienced one dead end after another, and time seemed both slow and fast to her.
The 499th game.
It wasn't until the 500th game that she won.
But she hesitated, because the best outcome for this victory would be if Xing Yan betrayed them and Brother Xiu died.
But if we don't do this, everyone will die.
She slowly raised her head, her gaze passing through time and space, falling on Xing Yan and Feng Xingxiu.
"When fate arises and fate ceases, only one thing remains."
"We must protect the Guiming Realm, and they cannot die either."
"Can't die."
Her tone was very calm, but it contained a solemn tone.
She made a move, deciding the final game.
She will win this round.
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