He just kept smiling.
Xu Zhi didn't say anything and stood silently in the distance.
He looked at the old man at the end of his rope, the first Godfiend since the creation of the world.
Even though he had wandered the lonely Chaosverse in search of his own future, he had searched for his own path through the monotonous, repetitive process of his youth, he had slaughtered his disciples and caused the Dark Fiendgod Apocalypse, he had never cried. But now, he was laughing and crying.
Heaven and earth were turbid. The three venerables had just achieved the Great Dao, yet they fell again. All kinds of strange phenomena appeared at the same time, as gorgeous as a meteor shower.
Yi Mang did not speak and was crying. Xu Zhi also stood at the side.
Crash.
The meteor shower poured down like torrential rain between heaven and earth, sending off the three great saints of heaven and earth.
After an unknown period of time in the rain, Yi Mang turned around and his expression returned to normal. "This universe is really a difficult place. Dao Brother, let's go have a seat."
He returned to the planet he was on before.
Returning to the prairie, the sky of this land was also raining. It was real rain, dripping onto his body. However, this rainwater was very turbid and irregular.
"The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth still needs to be perfected." Yi Mang sat on the edge of the pond in the rain again, muttering: "For example, this rain, it's not pretty."
Xu Zhi sat in the rain and looked at the rain without saying a word.
Suddenly, the sound of crying came from the side.
"Master, master, why did you die of old age …"
"Master …"
"Isn't this the aging and death of a Saint of the Great Path? Master hasn't proven his Dao yet!"
The group of black monkey students from earlier was wailing and crying bitterly on the prairie. A corpse of an old man was crawling on the prairie.
"So … Postcelestial beings are born in the midst of crying, and they also die in the midst of crying."
Yi Mang's gaze passed through the cries of the grassland and looked at the entire grassland.
Withered weeds had appeared on the previously vibrant grassland, and the animals had also begun to die of old age.
"Everything is no longer brimming with life. This world developed very quickly in the past. Even after the Great Calamity, it returned to this state so quickly …"
He grabbed a withered weed and said in a low voice, "That's because even grass is immortal. It only needs to keep growing and crazily absorb the matter of the universe. There is no replacement, so naturally, it will develop very quickly. However, in the future, it will slow down and become balanced."
"It's a new era now, the era of postcelestial beings. I have to kill them." Yi Mang smiled, "I have no choice but to kill the disciples of the three Supreme Masters."
"I know," Xu Zhi replied.
"I must bring them into the tomb and let them die together with me."
Yi Mang's expression was calm, like an ancient well without any ripples. "My ninth disciple, Female B, asked that question back then. It always reminds me: Is the decay of life a coincidence, or is eternal life bound to decay in the future?
To this day, I still do not have an answer.
I can see through all the mysteries and laws of the universe and deduce the end of the universe, but I can't see through the hearts of living beings.
The only thing I can do is before the three of them decay, when they are young and full of dreams, when they are at the most glorious moment of their lives, I will become saints and make them martyrs.
They set up the incomplete laws of the universe, but they themselves are the representatives of these 'laws'. They can ignore them, but I have to bring them with me, otherwise, when they decay in the future, they might overturn everything that has been set up today. "
The three Supreme Masters' disciples were the only existences that could surpass the set laws of lifespan.
At this time, Yi Mang chose to bring all of them away and let them die together with him. At this point in the universe, no one could pry open the laws of lifespan that had already been set.
Xu Zhi knew what he was thinking. He wanted to erase all the variables before he left.
"Ha, I'm such a sinner! Ever since I was born, the entire universe has treated me well. All of my disciples respected, loved, and followed me fanatically. They were pure and innocent, but I killed seven of them. I don't deserve to be called their teacher … "
Yi Mang laughed as if he was chatting with a long-lost friend. He mocked softly, "The world treated me with sincerity, but I let them down … I'm indeed a sinner that has never been seen in history."
Xu Zhi was silent for a while and did not reply.
"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Xu Zhi suddenly asked.
"Anything to say?"
Yi Mang suddenly laughed as his voice became weaker.
He was sluggish in the rain for a moment, bathing in the final moments of his life. The rain sprinkled down as if washing away the sins of his life.
"A long time ago, I've always wanted to know who you are, and I have a deep obsession with this. But now, everything is no longer important. I've experienced a lot, I've endured a lot, I can't even breathe due to the weight on my shoulders. I don't want to understand new things anymore, I no longer have the drive I had when I was young. Just like my disciple said, I've decayed, my youthful Dao heart is no longer there …"
"Dao brother, perhaps you came from the prehistoric universe? Or perhaps the consciousness of the entire universe? That's no longer important. "
Xu Zhi only laughed when he heard that.
Yi Mang was unprecedentedly open-minded. He had experienced too much, and the burden on his shoulders was unimaginable. No one could do better than him in his position.
Swoosh.
The rain was still pouring.
The rain beat on the grass, and everything seemed to be shrouded in mist. The students on the grass were still crying as they hugged their teacher's corpse.
"I wonder what will happen in the future in this limited world where mortals will age and die like celestials? It's a pity that I won't have the chance to see it anymore. "Yi Mang looked at them with a hint of regret.
Xu Zhi was startled, and he could not help but laugh, "In the future, ever since everyone has a lifespan, their time will no longer be as wasted as it was in the past.
In the future, between hundreds of millions to tens of billions of years, the people will start to treasure time, and they will fight for every second in their limited time. They will be born in the present, and they will use their limited lives to compose songs of praise.
At that time, the utilization of time will be very tight, and many things can happen in a few hundred years.
At that time, it will no longer be like now. Many stories will happen in the universe, and the stories of lifespan between 'limited' and 'infinite' will become unimaginably exciting. "
Yi Mang listened to Xu Zhi's description, and he looked at Xu Zhi. His eyes flashed with splendor, and he suddenly laughed heartily, and said boldly, "Many things can happen in a few hundred years, but in ten billion years, isn't it unimaginable? With that, I will be satisfied! I can leave with peace of mind! "
His voice gradually weakened.
Xu Zhi knew that the last knot in his heart had been unraveled.
Even though he had deduced this, he was not sure what the future would be like, and whether he was right or wrong.
This old man who was at the end of his life had always been afraid that he was wrong, but Xu Zhi's answer made him feel at ease, and all his efforts were worth it.
At the last moment of his life, Yi Mang and Xu Zhi chatted a lot.
Xu Zhi's talent was far from this great man's, but his knowledge was very mature. Coming from the future ten billion years in the future, he could obtain a lot of knowledge.
Yi Mang's voice gradually weakened. He was very happy at the last moment, and he had no regrets.
At the last moment, Xu Zhi could not help but ask him, "Rank ten is the ultimate, and there is no realm above it?"
Back then, Yi Mang killed his own disciple and became an existence with five Great Dao bloodlines, just to extend his lifespan. He tried to struggle and find the next path, but he failed.
But Xu Zhi could not help but ask, "Is there a realm above rank ten?"
"Above rank ten?" Yi Mang's voice became softer and softer, "There is no realm, how can there be a realm? Rank eleven, that is just an illusory realm …"
His expression suddenly froze, and he looked at the end of his lifespan. He seemed to have sensed something after letting his disciple prove his Dao. "That is a realm that does not exist, but maybe … it does exist?"
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