Wang Xuan raised his head, took a step forward, crossed the sky with his physical body, brought with him the sword light, stepped on the five-colored super matter, and went straight out of the old land.
After many years, such a huge extraordinary movement reappeared. Ordinary people could not perceive it, but as a health practitioner, he sensed it at the first time.
In the outer space of the old land, clusters of sacred flames spread from near to far, like a secluded road, extending into the depths of the dark universe.
The pool of life appeared in his hand, and he walked forward. Was this done on purpose to lure him here?
As we got closer, clusters of flames and streams of light fell, as if a layer of soft gauze covered this cold cosmic void.
He frowned, because he saw the birth, aging, sickness and death of people around him. Some of them he had experienced before, and even watching them now made his heart heavy.
As he went deeper, he saw that not only Zhong Cheng and Zhong Qing died soon, but Chen Yongjie, Qingmu, and Lao Zhong would also pass away... one thing after another, one scene after another, all silent but made him feel depressed.
In the present era, even the extraordinary beings have become silent and disappeared. In the end, there will be no more immortals, gods, or even any old friends left.
The deadness and silent sadness make people feel breathless and suffocated.
“Gu Jin, didn’t you leave?” Wang Xuan asked. In this world, who else could hide from his divine sense and interpret the “scene” so realistically?
Only in ancient times, back then, he had been trapped in the special scene it created.
Sure enough, the flame faded and glowing traces appeared. They were like footprints from ancient times to the present, one after another, leading to the vast void of the universe.
"Life is a dream, whoever takes it seriously will lose." Gu Jin said.
Wang Xuan gazed at the starry sky and looked at these glowing footprints. His heart was suddenly shocked. Could it be that the ancient and modern times have always been in this universe?
His ears were buzzing and his blood flowed faster like the roar of a river. In his mind, it sounded like thunder tearing through the dark night sky.
Were all the life and death separations he had experienced over the years just a dream?
In the past, ever since he set foot on the moon, searching for the past and present, he was caught up in that very terrifying scene and has never really withdrawn?
Has he always lived in a grand "scene" created by the past and present?
Wang Xuan was silent, and finally sighed and shook his head. Perhaps because too many people died around him, it was too heavy, and he subconsciously had a desire, hoping that everything was not real.
However, after calming down, he was convinced that all his experiences were true.
"Is this the mark you left behind?" Wang Xuan asked, telling the truth.
"Yes, a generation has passed away, and they have experienced all the joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and vicissitudes of life. They have experienced everything they should have experienced." The mark of the past and present spoke.
One hundred years have passed since the extraordinary ended. No one needs to preach to you. Only those who have experienced it will understand its heaviness and have the most profound realization.
When the century comes to an end, those who have gone through this era and are still alive will look back on the past. The separations of life and death are unforgettable. They want to speak but are silent.
A hundred years passed, and after another year of sedimentation, the marks of the past and present appeared.
"Are you willing to go with me this time?" Gu Jin asked.
Wang Xuan said, "Can you see the future, leave a mark, and wait for this day? Let me take a few treasures and go to battle with you."
"Everything that should be let go should be let go." Gu Jin said.
It continued, "Just like in the past, others must become immortals before they can set out on the journey, but I allow you to bring your blood relatives with you even if you are not at a high enough level."
Wang Xuan looked at the ancient and modern footprints in the silent outer space and said, "I will ask again as I did back then, can you guarantee that they will survive?"
"To be honest, I'm not sure. My enemy's tribe is too strong, so the immortals and demons have a chance to survive. Even if I teleport your blood relatives to a peaceful area, they may be deduced. There are unparalleled strong men guarding against me."
Wang Xuan was silent. His wife and children were not even extraordinary people.
"My friends haven't reached the level of Immortal Transformation. Although they are not my blood relatives, they are better than my relatives. If there are people who are willing to go with you, can you take them with you and send them to the quiet area?"
"No, I will only make an exception for you." Gu Jin responded, as if he was following some kind of procedure. He was too principled and did not relax the conditions.
"Then you don't need to come to me." Wang Xuan said.
"Come here again at this time next year. More than a hundred years have passed, and my original form may have changed. I am just a remaining mark of it from the past." After Gu Jin finished speaking, all traces disappeared.
This forbidden item is so powerful that even after a hundred years of absence, it still manifests the extraordinary means left over from the past in this universe, mysterious and unpredictable.
The scene of outer space in the old land is not virtual, nor is it just a spiritual manifestation. This time the "scene" was truly captured by the space probe.
When the news spread, the collapsed supernatural world was in an uproar, and the immortals and gods who had become mortals were all shocked. A small number of them were even trembling, as if they had grasped the last straw.
Ordinary people are also surprised. How can the myth still shine after being extinguished for so long?
On that day, the outside world contacted Wang Xuan through various means, and the extraordinary people were extremely anxious, as this was related to their life and death and future.
A large number of the immortals who did not leave that year have now changed their minds. As their hair turns gray and old age, sickness and death are approaching day by day, they are willing to risk their lives.
Wang Xuan told him truthfully that at this time next year, Gujin would reappear, but he didn't know whether it would guide the immortals.
In the quiet room, there were only Wang Xuan and Zhao Qinghan. Watching her gray hair growing and wrinkles appearing at the corners of her eyes, Wang Xuan held her hand.
Over the years, he and she have grown gray hair together, but Zhao Qinghan knows deep down that he just wants to be young with her and grow old with her.
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