The catastrophe was over, and the Celestial realm gradually returned to peace.
However, this was only on the surface. Undercurrents were surging in the dark!
Huangfu Yi led his men to search for Han Tian everywhere!
The Gods of Thunder began their search in the Celestial realm. After all, Wutian died in the Celestial realm, so it was natural for them to search in the Celestial realm first.
If they could not find Wutian in the Celestial realm, they would search everywhere.
For example, the Ancient Continent, the Samsara Continent, and the Ancient Continent would become their primary targets.
The Holy World was not peaceful either. After Xuanyuan Ao and the others returned to the Holy World, the first thing they did was to cultivate in seclusion to prepare for the revenge of the mysterious man!
As for the rest of the people in the Holy World, such as the 100 major races, they were all nervously preparing for the battle under the leadership of the Nine War Tribes.
In the Space Tunnel!
Two brilliant streams of light shuttled back and forth in the endless darkness.
The old man in blood-red clothes said, "Master, have you thought about where we are going now?"
The black-robed man said, "Qiankun City has given us the coordinates. Let's go to the Samsara Continent first."
The old man in blood-red clothes said, "I'm afraid that's not appropriate."
The black-robed man said, "I know your concern, but the Celestial realm will not find the Samsara Continent so soon. We still have time to save Wutian."
"That's right. They wouldn't have thought that we would send Wutian to the Samsara Continent as soon as possible. The first place they would search would be the Heaven Realm. The Heaven Realm is vast and boundless. Even if the Heavenly Court and the Alliance were to mobilize, it would take thousands of years."
The old man in blood-red clothes paused and said worriedly, "But master, I still have to remind you that thousands of years is very short for us. The chances of finding the Essence of the Seven Elements are slim. And if we can think of this, so can the mysterious man. Maybe he has already sent people to search for the Essence of the Elements. "
The black-robed man said in a deep voice, "I know. That's why we have to race against time. If we can't do it in the end, we'll just fight to the death with the Celestial realm. As for Old Man Xuanyuan, I wasn't his match in the Primordial Era. In this life, I'll definitely trample him beneath my feet! "
Time was like sand between one's fingers, passing in the blink of an eye.
Fifty years later, the blood-red-clothed old man shattered the space barrier.
"Hide your aura well. We are just mortals here."
The black-robed man said. Then, he walked out of the broken void and landed in the sky above a mountain.
He lowered his head and looked down.
The mountain peaks were more than a thousand zhang high. Ancient trees formed a forest, shrubs grew everywhere, and weeds were several meters tall. Flying insects and beasts were everywhere in the forest. Although it looked lively, it was a bit desolate and uninhabited.
"Alas!"
The black-clothed large man scanned the area below, and a sadness that could not be dissolved surfaced in his eyes. After a long, long time, he finally let out a low sigh and descended into a pile of wild grass at the foot of the mountain.
Then, he began to search, as if he was looking for something.
He did not use his divine consciousness. It was as if he was on a pilgrimage, or as if he was afraid of blaspheming something. He pushed aside the wild grass and shrubs and searched bit by bit.
The blood-red-clothed old man followed behind him silently. He did not say a word, and even deliberately covered his breathing.
After dozens of breaths, the black-clothed large man stopped. He scanned the area and sighed. "Thousands of years have passed. Things are still there, but people have changed. It's impossible to find the ruins of the Dragon Village."
The blood-red-clothed old man said, "What about the graves here?"
The black-clothed large man said, "The graves have been dug up. The bones of my father and mother in this life, as well as the villagers, should still be in the Star Realm. We can only be sure when Wutian wakes up."
The blood-red-clothed old man nodded. He waved his old hand gently. In the blink of an eye, a brand-new wooden building appeared and stood on the ground in front of them.
The two of them walked in one after another.
On the second floor of the wooden building.
The black-clothed large man stood on the balcony and looked into the distance. The memories that had been sealed for a long time kept coming back to his mind. Endless sadness crept up between his eyebrows.
The blood-red-clothed old man said, "Master, the past is gone. Recalling it will only make you more painful. The most urgent thing is to wake Wutian up as soon as possible and then make the next step of the plan."
The black-clothed large man nodded and calmed his mind. With a stir of his mind, Wutian appeared out of thin air and lay quietly in the void.
50 years had passed, and the scars on his body had healed. However, after the repeated blows, his pneuma was greatly damaged and his foundation was unstable. Both his mind and spirit were in a state of collapse, which was why he could not wake up for a long time.
The blood-red-clothed old man pointed a finger. Majestic vitality and Blood Qi gushed out from the tip of his finger and merged into Wutian's body.
However, after an hour, Wutian showed no signs of waking up.
The black-clothed large man stretched out his hand and stopped the blood-red-clothed old man. He shook his head and said, "He doesn't want to wake up. No matter how hard we try, it's useless. You go and check the current situation of the Samsara Continent. Leave this to me."
"Yes!"
The blood-red-clothed old man bowed and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The black-clothed large man waved his hand. Wutian's body slowly descended and finally lay quietly on the terrace.
The black-clothed large man also sat beside Wutian. He looked at the horizon and a smile crept onto his face.
"Wutian, do you still remember? When we were young, we were simple, honest, and happy. We didn't kill, and we didn't scheme against each other. Everything was so simple. To be honest, I really want to go back to the past, to be carefree and happy. "
"But we will all grow up. When we grow up, we have our own responsibilities and burdens to bear. Although our childhood is gone, we still have a long future ahead of us. We have to face it."
"Everyone has a different destiny. Some people fight for their families, some for their loved ones, and some for power. However, whether it's a mortal or a deity, we all have to taste the joys and sorrows of separation and reunion. This is an indispensable taste in life."
"I know that you are not a coward. You just don't want to face the cruel truth. But no matter how you escape, the truth is the truth. It won't change because of your escape."
"What's more, Chu Yiyan hasn't been resurrected yet. She died to save you. Are you going to be a heartless person and abandon her?"
"Don't you have any resentment in your heart for what Xuanyuan Ao did to you?"
"There is still no news of your parents. Do you really want to live with regret for the rest of your life?"
"The Star Realm is the only thing your parents left you. The God-slaying, Demon-slaying, and Divine God's Hand are still in the Star Realm. Are you going to let Xuanyuan Ao take them away? Are you going to let the seven Primordial Spirits die in vain? "
"Han Tian, Shishi, Di Tian, Ye Tian, Tian Gang, An Ying, and Bird Saint. They treated you like family. Now that they are in the Celestial realm, their lives are uncertain. Aren't you worried?"
"There is also Zhang Ting, Shan Youde, Lan Miaomiao, the little guy, and Chu Yiyan's reincarnations. Are you really going to let them go?"
"Wake up quickly. We can't do without you. Everyone is still waiting for you to rescue them. You alone aren't enough. There is still me. In the future, whether you go to the Celestial realm or the Holy World, I will always be by your side."
At this point, the black-robed man changed the topic with an unparalleled dominance and sharpness.
"Wake up quickly!"
"Make Xuanyuan Ao regret it!"
"Make those who hurt you fall into a bottomless abyss!"
"Make the two continents, the Celestial realm and the Holy World, tremble under your feet!"
"Let everyone in the world know that you, Wutian, have an iron bone and an unyielding heart!"
At this moment, the black-robed man seemed to have transformed into a sharp sword with an astonishing sharpness.
"You are right. I still have many unfulfilled wishes. I can't die like this. I don't have the right to die now."
A weak voice suddenly sounded.
"Wutian …"
The black-robed man immediately became spirited. He immediately lowered his head and looked at Wutian.
Immediately, he saw a pair of bright, deep eyes gazing at him with a hint of a smile.
"You bastard, you are finally willing to wake up!"
The black-robed man scolded angrily, but his eyes were filled with tears.
Wutian sat up slowly and looked at the black-robed man in front of him. He smiled and said, "Longhu, thank you."
Yes, the black-robed man who brought Wutian to the Samsara Continent was Longhu, whom he had not seen for a long time.
The red-robed old man was naturally the Demonic Slave.
Longhu wiped the tears from his eyes and scolded with a smile, "You bastard, do we still need to say thank you between us?"
Wutian smiled and stood on the edge of the balcony, scanning the front.
Although he was now a cripple, after 50 years of cultivation, he could still move without any problems, although he could not fight.
Looking at the strange surroundings, Wutian sighed and said, "People change, and so does this place. The only thing that hasn't changed is time, which is still flowing away."
Longhu trembled and stood beside Wutian. He said, "Wutian, in fact, I left because the Demonic Slave told me that he felt the breath of Xuanyuan Ao on Little Wu Hao. I wanted to tell you directly, but I knew that with your trust in Little Wu Hao, you wouldn't believe me even if I told you."
Wutian nodded and said, "At that time, I certainly wouldn't believe you, but you didn't have to leave!"
Longhu said, "You are right, I didn't have to leave. But don't forget that I was the Spirit-devouring Demon Emperor in my previous life, and I had an irreconcilable enmity with Xuanyuan Ao. I instinctively resisted him, rejected him, and even wanted to take the opportunity to kill him. But I knew very well that if I really did that, it would deepen our misunderstanding, so I decided to leave you for the time being."
Wutian sighed and said, "Let bygones be bygones. Tell me what happened after I fainted."
Longhu shook his head and said, "When your consciousness just fell asleep, Qiankun City came to save you, and together with the two rulers of the ancient continent, they immediately took us away from the tenth garrison. I don't know what happened after that."
"They saved me?"
Wutian was surprised.
He thought that he could escape with his life, and it was the reappearance of that graceful figure that saved him. Who would have thought that it was the two rulers of Qiankun City and the ancient continent?
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