Wang Xuan's heart was hanging, then he suddenly jumped, rushed out and grabbed Fang Yuzhu.
"What are you doing?" Fang Yuzhu looked at him, her long black hair loose and her eyes deep. Then she smiled, like a flower bud blooming in the morning glow after rain, fresh and brilliant.
She smiled and shook her head, saying, "Are you worried about me jumping in? It's not the right time, not today. If I jump into the sea now and let it go, those people will not let you go and will deal with you."
"Then I feel relieved, Sister Fang. We still have time. It's not time to despair. Let's go back to the real world first." Wang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that she would jump away.
"Why don't you let go?" Fang Yuzhu looked at him, her bright and beautiful face. She turned around, stopped looking at the sea, and walked towards the rusty mothership in the distance.
Wang Xuan had nothing to be embarrassed about. He was in a critical situation and was trying to save people. What was wrong with holding the hand of an extremely powerful man? He would walk for a distance before letting go. It was better than dancing in the pile of rubble with Lao Zhang.
The extraordinary sea of light faded away. It came from nothingness and went to the unknown. The myth was inevitably fading, making everyone stay here silently for a long time.
"There are still one or two chances." The young man who presided over the auction in the bar spoke. He was called Lao Mu. He looked deeply into the dark universe where the sea of light disappeared.
This node was pushed forward by many leading figures working together. There may still be a chance in three months or six months.
Fang Yuzhu looked into the distance, and what she chose was to take that step next time!
The extraordinary sea of light disappeared, and the oppression of the present world came again. Without the rules of mythology, everyone felt constrained, and their strength was still far from that of earthly immortals.
In this place, most people are on the third or fourth floor of the Xiaoyaoyou.
Now, Wang Xuan was holding the God-Slaying Banner and was no longer afraid. Looking at the sacred dragon Luoan with its tail broken off in the distance, he had the urge to rush up and slay the dragon.
However, he thought about it and decided to give up. Since the war had stopped and a group of people were watching, if he went too far, it might arouse public anger.
The most important thing is that the sacred dragon with a broken tail is not Luo An’s real body. These old monsters are more cautious than each other and dare not step out of the land of death easily.
"Brother Shiduan, don't lose my business card. You can bring it to find me in Mingyuanshidi in the future!" Zhang Qifan said, looking at Wang Xuan with eager eyes.
Then he glanced at Fang Yuzhu calmly, thinking about recreating a new human being, analyzing myths with science, and prolonging the life of the extraordinary.
In the huge mothership, inside the Space-Time Bar, although the host is called Lao Mu, he has a very young face, a crew cut, and sparkling red hair. He is dressed very modernly, with earrings, a nose stud, and even an inch-long gold stud embedded in his forehead.
"Don't underestimate him. I have roughly guessed his identity. He is most likely the only junior brother of the old emperor of the Demon Cultivation lineage. He has disappeared for more than 2,000 years. He should have left the big screen and hid in some dead place."
Fang Yuzhu secretly informed the host and revealed his identity.
Wang Xuan was moved. The emperor of the orthodox magic cultivation school that Mo Si had been looking for actually had a junior brother, whom he met by chance in this space-time bar!
"His three golden nails are only slightly weaker than the God-Slaying Banner. In the era when the mythological laws were at their most powerful, the three nails could freeze time and space and nail the strongest to death."
When Wang Xuan heard these words, he was speechless. He had originally thought that he was an atypical human being, too unconventional. He had not expected that those three nails had such a profound origin.
"Fairy Fang, you have kept it a secret from us so hard. Including this time, you have come here three times, and each time you concealed your aura. If it weren't for this big fuss and your use of your unique skills, we wouldn't have known it was you." Old Mu spoke and walked over with a smile.
He handed Fang Yuzhu a small wine glass and said, "Here, this is the Space-Time Token. Next time you come, you can enter here from a special node with it."
"This young man is incredible. The battle in the seabed really moved us all. It's a pity that you were born in this era. It's so unfair for you. Otherwise, you would definitely be a 'super peerless'!"
Old Mu expressed deep regret, shook his head and then smiled, and also handed over a small wine glass, which was the so-called Time and Space Order.
He explained that both this small wine glass and the space-time bar in the mothership are products left behind by a super mythical civilization that has passed away.
There are some special time and space roads in various parts of the universe, which can be used to rush here from all over the world. It can also be regarded as a shortcut, which can facilitate the gathering of some top powerful people.
"Originally, any strange intruder would be hunted down after the bar party, so I'm sorry for the first two times, Fairy Fang. We were just following the rules and didn't know it was you who came." Lao Mu explained.
In fact, even if there was no Time and Space Order this time, no one wanted to encircle Fang Yuzhu and Wang Xuan. Hadn’t they had enough fighting just now?
Even that tenth-level madman had gone blood-thirsty and killed many people's clones in the sea, not to mention Fang Yuzhu. No one was willing to be her enemy.
"We agreed on it earlier. The Time and Space Bar has prepared a prize, a pot of Fairy Drunk. I think there's nothing more to say. I'll just give it to Fairy Fang." Old Mu smiled.
He was quite happy to take out a small wine pot with a steaming fairy aura and said, "Heavenly Immortal Drunk, the elixir of the soul, is a medicinal wine left by the ancient mythological civilization. We have found the recipe and restored it. It is a holy medicine for strengthening the body and nourishing the essence to resist the demise of mythology."
According to him, when the era of exhaustion comes, this medicinal wine can delay the decline and is extremely precious, but it still cannot change fate, and what is going to happen will still happen.
Lao Mu reminded: "It is better to drink it as soon as possible. Our restoration skills are not up to standard. In the environment of extraordinary passing, the spirituality of medicinal wine is declining every day and it will not last for the future."
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