Madam Si, Mute, and the rest stood on the ship and looked at each other in dismay. There were also thousands of primordial beasts on the ship, and they were also looking at each other.
"Where did Mu'er get this strange ship from?"
Everyone looked around and realized that the golden ship was much bigger than what they had seen. Looking from the outside and looking from the ship were two completely different worlds.
There were golden palaces on the ship, and they were imprinted with strange runes that flowed continuously.
The primordial beasts only dared to stand on the deck and didn't dare to walk around. Everyone was much braver as they looked around, trying to find a way to leave the ship.
"What's inside these golden palaces?"
Blind examined the door of an outrageously huge golden palace and said, "This door isn't locked, let me see if I can open it."
After a moment, the door of the palace opened, and a rotten aura poured out from within.
Everyone covered their mouths and noses and waited for the rotten aura to dissipate before carefully walking into the palace.
What entered their eyes was a vast and glorious world. This world had the sun, moon, and stars, and countless cities. In those cities, there were white skeletons bustling about.
Hundreds of millions of white skeletons walked in the cities, and there were women feeding their children with open arms. There were businessmen doing business, and there were white skeletons bargaining with the shopkeepers. There were also many white skeletons working on the empty land outside the city.
Everyone looked at this scene in a daze.
"These white skeletons are?"
Just as Hua Xuanxiu said this sentence, the entire world suddenly collapsed, and countless white skeletons turned into the qi of chaos. Their bodies disintegrated, the cities collapsed, and the sun, moon, and stars collapsed inwards!
Boom!
A tremor came from the golden palace, and only the qi of chaos was left in the palace.
Everyone looked at this scene in a daze, and they were speechless for a long time.
At this moment, a figure walked out of nowhere and walked in the boundless qi of chaos. The qi of chaos didn't even reach his knees.
It was an apparition, like the final radiance of history, imprinting his figure here.
He walked in the destroyed world and looked around in a daze. He couldn't find his loved ones, his old friends, and the living beings he had protected.
He opened his mouth and howled like an injured old wolf in the chaos, but no one answered him.
Madam Si, Blind Man, and the others looked at that figure and felt an indescribable sorrow in their hearts. They couldn't help but shed tears.
That figure was casting a spell in the primal chaos, displaying a strange divine ability. It was as if he was splitting the world apart to play out the universe, but it was also as if he was going back in time to revive the lost lives.
His divine ability made everyone gasp in amazement. It was extremely exquisite. The chaotic energy was gradually changing. Gradually, groups of stars appeared, the sun rose, and the moon moved to the west.
Cities rose from the ground, and white skeletons stood up from the chaos.
What kind of heaven-shaking divine ability was this?
It allowed everyone to see the endless mysteries of the Dao, the supernatural powers that could bring the dead back to life, and the wisdom that was gathered by a civilization in the final form of the universe.
However, all of this collapsed once again and was destroyed in an instant.
After some time, Blind and the rest retreated out of the hall and closed the door.
"Who is that person?"
Madam Si muttered, "When he cried, it made me feel like my heart was about to be torn apart. It was like, like …"
"It was like Mu 'er during the calamity in Yankang, lonely and helpless."
Blind said with a calm expression, "Back then, after Cripple carried Mu 'er out of Yankang's calamity, he told me this. When it came to saving Mu 'er, Cripple ran the fastest. Every time, the one who saved Mu' er was also him … "
Everyone's hearts were heavy.
During the calamity in Yankang, all the pressure was focused on Qin Mu alone. No matter how he struggled or resisted, when he realized that he couldn't save Yankang, he was probably like that apparition in the primal chaos — in pain, loneliness, and helplessness.
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