Not to mention cultivators, even for mortals, five years wasn't a long time. Although it couldn't be described as passing in the blink of an eye, it was often unknown how many five years had passed without anyone noticing.
The forty something years after Su Ming established his might could be said to be the quietest period of time in the past one hundred years before Harmonious Morus Alba faced the countless disasters.
There was no longer any slaughter, and neither was there any madness before the disasters. Instead, peace returned. Most of the powerful warriors from the previous aeons fell silent. In fact, quite a number of them had chosen to leave. After all, Su Ming's existence had cast a great fear in them, and he had cast a shadow over their hearts.
Under this sort of danger, no matter how crazed they were and how much they released their power, it would be difficult for them to last for long. They would always feel slightly uneasy. To them, the forty something years could be said to have been boring. Compared to them, the cultivators who had fled into True Morning Dao World seemed to have found the peace they had in the past, but the prerequisite … was that all of Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos had not trembled and the ripples in the galaxy that were almost like an ocean had not appeared.
Over the forty something years, Arid Triad trembled even more violently. When the ripples in the galaxy covered the area, people lifted their heads to look. The sky was no longer blue, but murky. The sun had not appeared for ten years, and moonlight had disappeared eight years ago.
Nearly half of the planets and continents seemed to have sunk into space while Arid Triad trembled. Only shadows could be seen, but not all of them could be seen. It was as if the galaxy had been split into two.
Part of it was the endless reverberating ripples, and the other part was the starry sky that was like a mirror beneath the ripples. The reason why it was called a mirror was that in recent years, if one walked through the starry sky, they would be able to see some planets and continents, as if there were other worlds within the void.
Harmonious Morus Alba's other wing had already reached a state where many people … could see it!
The four wings were so close to each other that they formed a gap that could not be seen with the naked eye. Only when they were magnified several times would they be able to see that the overlap between them was practically perfect.
Over the forty something years, Su Ming had opened his eyes three times. The first time was during the first decade. His body in All Spirits Hall had completed its final spirit ascension, and his state of life had completely changed. He had become an Ancestral Spirit. As his body fused with his body, he opened his eyes and saw the other world in Harmonious Morus Alba. There, he saw the hesitation and fear of life.
The second time he opened his eyes was during the second decade. He looked as if he had woken up from a deep slumber. He saw Arid Triad, Harmonious Morus Alba, Su Xuan Yi, and Di Tian.
Su Ming could somewhat guess what these people's plans were. He might not know everything, but he still had some understanding of them. Most of his attention was focused on the starry sky down below. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he looked up into the void, and a look of enlightenment appeared on his face.
The third time he opened his eyes was then. When there were only five years left before the disaster, Su Ming opened his eyes … and never closed them again.
He stared at the world, the galaxy, the void, and all the lives in True Morning Dao World. There was a reluctance to part in Su Ming's eyes, along with the memories of the past, all the beautiful things he had done in Dark Mountain when he was a child, and also … a deep sigh towards the world and his home.
He knew that everything was about to end. It was unavoidable. Even if his level of cultivation had reached a certain level, he still could not change that fact. In fact, he lacked the power to protect himself. He did not know whether he would be able to survive the disaster and whether he would have the chance to find his senior brothers, Cang Lan, and the others.
That one stare lasted for four years. During it, Su Ming did not close his eyes. It was as if he wanted to remember every single galaxy, every planet, every continent, and even every face.
Because Su Ming knew that after this, if he wanted to see these things again … he could only do so in his dreams and his memories.
Not everyone would be able to witness the destruction of the world. Not everyone would be able to see the resplendence amidst the destruction. Similarly, not everyone would be able to lament about life before the destruction.
Su Ming could be considered relatively lucky, because he could sit down and watch the destruction of the world. He could watch all the beautiful things turn into nothingness, and he could watch his home turn into a land of dreams.
When Su Ming lifted his head and stared at the void above him, he could vaguely see a vortex in the endless space above him. In it was a river known as the River of Forgetfulness, and on the other side of the river was known as the Other Shore.
That was the place he sent all his friends and family to. They brought with them his blessings, and he hoped that they would be able to walk out of the disaster while they were there, avoiding the disaster that even he did not have the confidence to face.
As he watched, a smile appeared at the corners of Su Ming's lips. There was gratification and satisfaction in it. He valued his relationships, and the people he sent to the Other Shore were the most precious things in his life.
Just like that, Su Ming watched for half a year until he sensed the booming sounds in Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos surpassing all that had happened in the past. In fact, the entire Expanse Cosmos was trembling. The ripples became stronger, and Su Ming knew … that the disaster had begun.
But just when he was about to avert his gaze and organize everything so that he could carry out the most important battle to him, his body suddenly shuddered.
It caused his pupils to shrink. He stared at the end of the void above him and stared at the Other Shore. He could clearly see that the River of Forgetfulness … had started flowing backwards!
This scene only lasted for an instant before it disappeared. In fact, when Su Ming looked at it again, the River of Forgetfulness was still flowing, but the instant it flowed backwards had caused a great change in Su Ming's heart.
He stood up swiftly, and a grave expression that had never appeared on his face before appeared on his face. The instant the River of Forgetfulness had flowed backwards was no small matter. If the River of Forgetfulness could flow backwards … then it meant that the people on the Other Shore could also flow backwards. If he compared it to the flow of time, then perhaps someone was casting an Art to bring all the people Su Ming had sent out … back from the flow of time!
Fortunately, the reversal only lasted for an instant before it disappeared. With Su Ming's blessings and his own divine abilities, he could carry out the invisible battle of Arts and maintain the flow of the River of Forgetfulness so that nothing unexpected could happen to it.
In silence, a glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He lifted his right hand and pushed it at the center of his brows. He opened his mouth and coughed up a mouthful of blood. Once he seized it with his left hand, he clenched his fist and did not fling it towards the endless space above him. Instead … he flung it towards the galaxy below him. Immediately, his blood turned into nine blood-red runic symbols that fused into the galaxy below.
"Seal the Art that reverses time!" At the instant Su Ming spoke, his third eye at the center of his brows turned blood-red. The entire galaxy let out a loud bang that shook the sky.
The people he had sent out were Su Ming's sore spot, and even if there was only a slight possibility, there was still someone who wanted to touch his sore spot. This … was something Su Ming could not accept.
When he stood up, a freezing murderous look that had never appeared on Su Ming's face for many years appeared on his face. The freezing aura spreading out from his body caused the galaxy to show signs of freezing. The first thing he looked at was the fourth Expanse Cosmos. Only Old Man Extermination had the right to touch Su Ming's sore spot.
However, when he looked over … he did not see Old Man Extermination, and neither did he notice any signs of someone reversing time in the fourth Expanse Cosmos.
Su Ming frowned, and his pupils shrank. At the instant a contemplative look appeared on his face, a loud bang that sounded like the one that had appeared during the beginning of the galaxy reverberated in the galaxy.
The echoes filled Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos, affected Divine Essence Star Ocean, spread to Dark Dawn and Saint Defier, and echoed in the fourth Expanse Cosmos. The booming echoes from Harmonious Morus Alba Expanse Cosmos also came from space!
That sound seemed to be the sound of a disaster ringing in the air. At first glance, it did not sound like a loud bang, but like a sigh of a person who was about to die letting out his life!
The more experienced cultivators from the previous epochs all quieted down. Melancholy could be seen on their faces as they looked up into the starry sky. This was not the first time they had heard such a voice, and they knew that the moment it rang out... it meant that a catastrophe was descending!
At the same time, the ripples in the galaxy in Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos disappeared without a trace … and the galaxy seemed to have become transparent, allowing the people to see that there was another galaxy under it!
Shattering sounds rang out one after another. A destructive presence and the power of the disaster … descended on all the Expanse Cosmoses in Harmonious Morus Alba at that moment.
Boom!
During that instant, a second loud bang rang out. When it echoed in the air, it was like a funeral song that came to harvest souls. At the instant it spread out, most of the cultivators in Arid Triad had stunned expressions on their faces. No matter what they were doing, smiles appeared on their lips at that instant, and with smiles on their faces, they were reduced to ashes.
"The disaster … This is the legendary funeral bell for the disaster … Disaster … Haha …" An old man laughed madly on a mountain in one of the planets in one of the Expanse Cosmoses. He pointed at the sky, and his laughter was shrill and forlorn.
There was a sect with thousands of cultivators sitting cross-legged and meditating at that moment. There was a smile on their lips as they were reduced to ashes, turning into tears in the eyes of the sect master of the sect in front of them.
This sort of scene appeared in all four Expanse Cosmoses in Arid Triad. There were also tribes in Divine Essence Star Ocean. When shrill roars reverberated in space, it usually meant that a race had disappeared.
The powerful warriors from the previous aeons who filled many of the regions in Arid Triad watched this scene, and in their minds, they saw the sorrow of the disaster in their previous aeons. It was as if they were no longer murderous creatures without humanity, but had become cultivators once more. It was as if the booming bell had caused them to awaken in the truest sense of their lives.
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