Chapter 1805: Meeting Fan Lun Again



Fan Lun?

"Sounds like a familiar name, Fuyao, do I know him?

He was too lazy to search his own memory, so he asked Fuyao to search the information database.

Soon, the image of a red-skinned man appeared on the screen, the Mad Blood Emperor Fan Lun.

"Could it be him? No, that person is not a Mad Blood Man, but a Divine Witch Man."

The white-haired man in front of the train did not have any characteristics of a blood-mad man. Overall, he looked extremely old, indicating that his life span had come to an end.

When a person survives for over 100 million years, the likelihood of maintaining their original body is extremely low. At the Great Emperor level, forging a new body can overcome the flaws of their original race. Another possibility is that after the Emperor's body suffers a devastating blow, their consciousness takes over another's body, similar to the Divine Soul Clan. However, it's currently impossible to confirm whether two Fan Luns are identical, as there are too many people with the same name in the universe.

As they chatted, Fan Lun saw that no one came forward, so he continued, "Since you are expressing your friendship, why don't you come out and meet me? If this is your friendly attitude, don't blame me for being rude."

The field expanded and pressed towards the train.

Chen An quickly stepped forward and hung above the front of the car.

"Senior, please take back your territory. I am the owner of this train, my name is Chen An."

Hearing this, Fan Lun's eyes froze, his face tightened, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"You...you...I should have thought it was yours."

Fan Lun sighed repeatedly, retracted his domain, and opened the entrance to the Xuanjie, letting the train enter first.

"The Dark Tide Army often patrols nearby. Let's go in and talk!"

Chen An realized that this person had a lot of information. He wanted to ask but was not in a hurry and drove the train in first.

In fact, there was no danger outside, and he had almost completely wiped out the Dark Tide troops along the way.

When they arrived inside the Xuanjie, Fan Lun came to the top of the train, his eyes still red.

"Last time outside the Morse Universe, why didn't you say you were Xia Zuo?"

Chen An thought about it for a while before he understood.

The man in front of him was indeed the Mad Blood Man Fan Lun.

According to the time calculation, he and Fan Lun have met three times.

The first time in the Mad Blood Empire, as Xia Zuo.

The second time was when I accompanied Luo Qingxia to attend Emperor Moss’ birthday party and met Fan Lun on a certain star god’s warship.

The third time is now.

Thinking of this, even though Chen An was knowledgeable and experienced, he couldn't help but sigh that cause and effect can only play tricks on people.

"How do you know Chen An is Xia Zuo?"

Fan Lun didn't answer. He stared at Chen An for a long time, and countless memories gushed out from the depths of his consciousness.

In his previous conception, when he saw Chen An, he would either give him a hug or a punch.

But when they actually met, he found that the gap between them was wider than the starry sky, and the complicated emotions of the past burst out and then gradually dissipated.

"We can never go back to the way it was." Fan Lun sighed deeply and clenched his hands.

Chen An didn't rush and waited quietly by the side.

After a long pause, Fan Lun said, "The Divine Witch Star Nation was destroyed by Emperor Moss, and this was only the beginning of the interstellar war. My own Purgatory Star Nation was no exception, and was nearly shattered in the war. I saw the truth behind the struggle for power among all parties and went into seclusion to cultivate. Later, Luo Qingxia returned after achieving her cultivation and defeated the powerful Emperor Moss. That's when I followed her."

Chen An thought of something. He had received a lot of information about Fan Lun before. It said that Fan Lun later became a star god under Luo Qingxia. It seemed that it started from here.

Fan Lun continued, "Luo Qingxia became the Great Emperor of Divine Witches, and I was conferred the title of Star Lord. We lived peacefully for a long time. Who would have thought that Emperor Moss was not dead, and had returned from nowhere? Even more troublesome, he opened up the Dark Universe, causing dark beasts to cholera the starry sky. Fortunately, Emperor Wuxiang suppressed it, and everything returned to normal."

He paused, as if reminiscing about the past.

Chen An couldn't wait any longer and asked, "What happened next? What happened to Qingxia?"

Fan Lun said, "She wasn't interested in ruling over all races. She decided to pursue a higher realm, so she followed the direction Emperor Moss had fled. Dozens of other Star Lords and I followed her all the way to the Dark Tide Jedi. We endured countless hardships along the way, forged a deep friendship, and even made it all the way to the sky."

"Luo Qingxia conquered countless people with her own abilities, even the Brahma Star Clan wanted to follow her. At her peak, she was elected as the Realm Master by tens of thousands of civilizations. Unfortunately, the Celestial Clan interfered, and this plan was unsuccessful. From then on, she roamed far and wide, not confining herself to the Celestial Realm. Until the Divine Road opened, she ascended and never returned."

"During the time we've known each other, she told us a lot about you, which is why I concluded that you and Xia Zuo are the same person. Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Chen An thought for a moment and asked, "Did Qingxia leave me a message?"

"No. After being driven out of the sky by the Celestial Clan, her main mission was to find you, and she traversed almost the entire starry sky. Now I understand why she couldn't find you, because you are in the future, not the present. Alas, it's a pity that she persisted for countless years, but it turned out to be in vain."

Chen An felt bad.

"Let's put Qingxia's affairs aside for now. What's wrong with you now?"

Fan Lun replied, "The Dark Tide launched an all-out attack, and the Desolate Realm suddenly rebelled, causing severe damage to the Celestial Realm. They used a trick to seal the sky, otherwise we wouldn't have reached this point today. After I received the news, I knew I couldn't resist, so I sheltered some civilizations within the Xuan Realm, and that has continued to this day."

"So you are the Chaos Realm that Lili mentioned."

Fan Lun nodded and shook his head. "I used to be in the Chaos Realm, but since I was injured, I've fallen to the Universe Realm. The injury won't heal, and it's constantly weakening my imperial body and consuming my lifespan. Judging from the current situation, I estimate I can only live for another hundred years or so. It doesn't matter. I'm so tired after all these years of tossing and turning. Xia Zuo, no, Chen An, have you seen any Mad Blood Man along the way?"

"You haven't been back?

"The universe is so vast, it's impossible to go back easily."

Chen An then told him what he had seen and heard.

Upon learning that the Mad Blood Clan had been destroyed long ago, he showed no emotion, as if that was how it should be.

Fan Lun sighed, "Even the God Clan can't survive for long, so what can the Mad Blood Clan do? Chen An, thank you for helping me back then. If you have any requests in the future, I will do my best to meet them."

At this time, Fuyao mentioned something.

He's only been in your life for 600,000 years, but you've been in his for over 100 million years. The fact that he still remembers you shows how deeply he loves you. Don't get me wrong, this refers to friendship.

Chen An's depressed mood was relieved a lot by her teasing.

He raised his hand and gave Fan Lun a hug, making up for the regret of not daring to get close to him before.

Now there is no time deviation value limit, you can do anything.

"Fuyao, what's wrong with his body?"

[Preliminary scans indicate that his consciousness and imperial body have suffered a devastating blow, which is the primary reason for his realm regression. This shortened lifespan is also related to this. Another hundred years is an objective estimate, but it's likely less than ten.]

“Give me a solution.”

[His question is about consciousness, I suggest asking Sheila]

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