This era was filled with sorrow and sorrow.
A hundred years had passed. Some wounds couldn't be healed even with time. Many things couldn't come back, but some scars were forever etched into one's heart.
A hundred years of solitude. Some people guarded alone for a hundred years, quietly waiting and gazing into the distance. A hundred years of pursuit. Some people walked through the starry sky, bitterly searching for the footsteps that had passed away. A hundred years of pain. Some people licked their wounds and recuperated in secret.
Time slipped away. A hundred years had passed just like that. The dark turmoil had ended, but it had left behind indelible pain and bitterness in this era.
"Master, where are you?!" Ye Tong and the others roared. They searched the starry sky but found nothing. Their tears scattered across the starry sky.
"Divine Son, I know you're still alive. You'll come back." Little Que 'er left dejectedly.
The wind blew down the yellow leaves. It was autumn again, and a chill assaulted them. There was a kind of austere killing intent. This late autumn was a little cold, a little chilly, and somewhat chilling.
That battle had ended. All the races shed a lot of blood and tears. There were too many wounds that needed time to heal. Countless mortals had died, and too many heroes had passed away.
The Void Sovereign and the Eternal Universe Sovereign were remembered by all the races. They had sacrificed too much for their own good. Gai Jiuyou's words were also passed down by the world. Who dares to fight me? Even now, it was still ringing in people's ears. Even though it had come to a tragic end, that kind of glory was still there.
The stars vanished and the tides rose and fell. The lost could never be brought back. They were immortal in time, but they could only live on in people's memories.
"Too many people died in that battle. What a pity. So many heroes were buried in foreign lands. Many of them didn't even leave their names behind."
"A spray in the long river of time, splashing out rays of light that soared into the heavens, leaving one deeply moved."
All the races were paying their respects. It wasn't just Ji Zi, Jiang Taixu, Gai Jiuyou, and the others. Tens of thousands of powerful races in the universe had sent their heroes. Some died in battle on their ancestral planets, while others rushed to the outer realms. Although they couldn't get close to the battlefield, they had fought fearlessly and perished outside the battlefield.
Only the Quasi-emperor could enter the battlefield, and without a doubt, they all died in battle!
After careful calculation, there were actually more than ten Quasi-emperor who had died in battle, their blood splattering in the outer realms. People of this level in the cosmos were almost extinct!
This was the most powerful group of people, the elites of this world, to the extent where there was even hope of achieving the dao, yet they all died in battle just like that, falling in the most terrifying darkness chaos.
They became the heroes of their clans, firmly remembered, transported by others, becoming the imprints of an era. Everyone in their clans knew about them.
Those who passed away were the strongest heroes of this era. Could it be that none of them survived? People had also hoped that a miracle would appear.
However, after a hundred years of solitude, not a single heaven-defying hero came back. No matter how extraordinary you were when you were alive, how many heaven warping geniuses you were, you still died in the end.
"I ask the world, is there reincarnation?" Many powerful races were grief-stricken. They raised their clans and roared towards the heavens, hoping that the strongest heroes of their clans who had died in battle would one day reappear in this world.
But, could it come true? Death was like the extinguishing of a lamp. There was no reincarnation in the first place, so how could there be such a thing as reincarnation? There was no afterlife. This was the common understanding of many powerful cultivators.
Asking the heavens like this was merely a form of sustenance, an expression of grief and indignation. Only a small number of people were looking forward to it, hoping for a miracle to happen.
The old Great Sage sighed lightly. Since they had already died, it was impossible for them to reappear. Even the ancient emperors were like this. They didn't use this chance to reincarnate, they didn't hope for the future and could only strive for the present.
If there was one special person, it would undoubtedly be the Amitabha Buddha.
The Buddhist Path firmly believed that the afterlife wasn't an illusion and could be waited for. In the long river of time, there would always be two similar flowers. One would wither, the other would bloom. The most beautiful radiance would be in the future.
After this day, some golden arhats, bodhisattvas, protector heavenly kings and others from the Amitabha Star Region moved out, searching for the fallen elites of the Buddhist Path.
A hundred years passed, a hundred years of death. Everything finally came to an end. An era had passed.
Amidst the ruins of blood and bones, there was also hope for new life. A batch of young experts grew up. They had witnessed the bloodiest chaos in history. They saw supreme experts charging over like moths flying into a flame, dying in battle without any hesitation. This caused them to be greatly moved since they were young. Their wills grew stronger and because they could sense the supreme aura wreaking havoc, they grew even stronger than the previous generations.
Although many people died, this generation that had been tempered by iron and blood became even more dazzling. They grew stronger amidst the flames of war, filling up the seats of many fallen saints.
During these hundred years, the world wasn't peaceful. Many things happened. The Underworld appeared domineeringly, manifesting itself in the mortal world. Countless Yin Soldiers traversed the star regions, collecting the corpses of the experts who died in battle.
For this, many bloody battles occurred in various places. These were the local battles after the curtains of darkness fell, causing everyone to be in a state of panic.
"At the end of reincarnation, everything will come to an end. The Underworld is the final destination of all living things."
It was unknown who spread this sentence, but it once caused panic. The Yin Soldiers passed through for a hundred years, causing some mysterious ancient regions to be in chaos for a hundred years.
In the end, they mysteriously disappeared.
Apart from this, there was a great star in the depths of the cosmos whose seal loosened. A great army set out to attack the distance. In the end, there was a bloody battle. After a hundred years of subjugation, an immortal bell rang loudly. They retreated in defeat, leaving behind many corpses.
During these hundred years, many destroyed homes were rebuilt. Buddhist light appeared on the Western Desert's broken Mount Meru. Chanting sounds could be heard from several temples.
The sun, moon, and stars of Big Dipper were moved over through great magical force. Great Xia, Jiuli, Ji, and Jiang Families also built their clans' lands in the ruins.
It was the same everywhere. Heaven Ascension Star Region, Heaven Completion Star Region, Gou Chen Star Region, Fire Mulberry Star Region … all of the powerful clans were recuperating, wanting to recover in the shortest amount of time possible.
After two hundred years had passed since the darkness chaos, the various regions of the heavens walked out from the shadow of chaos. Their populations all recovered, scenes of prosperity appearing.
The broken ancient paths in the starry skies were repaired. Many heroes stepped onto the path of trials, sharpening themselves, wishing to display their brilliance in this era.
Time was the world's greatest power. Under its mediation, everything could slowly change.
After another few decades passed, the clans completely flourished. There were faint signs of a golden age descending. It was hard to imagine that there was such a great calamity in the past.
"It really is a great era. All types of constitutions have appeared, blossoming with the most dazzling splendor!"
"It's hard to imagine that the prophesied golden age has arrived. It actually happened after the great calamity!
From destruction to cultivation, then to the appearance of life, then to flourishing, and then to extreme prosperity … this process made one sigh in admiration.
In the past, there were experts of all types of constitutions. After the great calamity, many people survived. Now, there were even more 'divine seedlings' from the ancient, archaic, and legendary eras. It could be said that a hundred flowers bloomed, groups of stars resplendent.
Everyone had previously believed that when the path of immortality opened, this era would enter the most powerful golden age in history. Who would have thought that it would be the most miserable calamity?
The cosmos was split apart, all clans were massacred, almost heading towards destruction.
Now, no one believed that a golden age would appear, believing that all of the prophecies were wrong.
However, reality proved that there would always be unexpected events. The will of heaven and earth was unfathomable.
The golden age arrived after the bloody calamity. Tens of thousands of flowers bloomed, illuminating the cosmos with the most brilliant radiance. Groups of stars flickered, and all types of powerful constitutions that should have only appeared in legends coexisted in this era!
"It's hard to believe. A hundred years ago, someone saw the undying heavenly blade traverse the cosmos, cutting apart countless stars and seizing the immortal light left behind after the path of immortality was destroyed. It was all for the sake of nourishing a stone egg. A hundred years have passed, and someone has seen that shocking blade radiance again. It seems like that creature has been born for many years! "
"Is this true? Someone has also seen the chaotic body!"
"Yin Tiande is about to become unrivalled under the heavens!"
"Is the Light Shaking Realm going to become a king?"
The entire world was discussing this. Resplendent divine stars rose up one after another, illuminating the cosmos and tearing apart the heavens of this era. They released the most dazzling radiance.
Sonorous war songs rang out one after another. Stunning figures drew the attention of tens of thousands of people, and all clans sighed in admiration.
Another few decades passed, and the third hundred years arrived. This world was gradually moving towards the peak of prosperity. This was a great era rarely seen since ten thousand years ago. Even though the supreme experts of all clans had fallen in that battle back then, they had long since made up for it.
A few bloodlines that had only appeared in the legendary era had now appeared, shocking the human world. Their radiance was everlasting, and the entire world was paying attention to them.
This was a glorious era. This was an incomparable golden age, and the people of this era were fortunate enough to witness its arrival!
The ice-cold cosmos, the battlefield of the past. After so many years, one group of people left, and another group of people came to search for traces of the past. Some people came to pay their respects and offer sacrifices to their ancestors, but even more people came to search for fragments of emperor weapons. Those were unmatched immortal materials, and as long as a small piece was refined into one's own weapon, one's power would definitely increase greatly.
Unfortunately, after so many years had passed and so many emperor weapons had shattered, not many had been found. They were still buried in the boundless starry domains.
"Where did so many immortal materials go? That's not just one or two great weapons. Practically all the imperial weapons in the world have been destroyed. How could there be so little left? It must have been taken away by someone with ulterior motives, and no one knows about it."
Everyone was unwilling. Even though they had these thoughts, they didn't give up on their search. After all, the cosmos was too large, and no one could say for sure which regions the great battle of the past affected.
Perhaps those emperor blood, weapons, and ruined corpses were still floating about, in some unknown corner. If they were found, then it would be a shocking treasury.
The darkness chaos had passed for too long. Gradually, the number of people who came to offer sacrifices to the Void Emperor, Eternal Space Emperor, and Gai Jiuyou became fewer and fewer. Most of them came for treasures and emperor blood.
The emperor battles ended, the blood calamity left. Now, everyone's eyes were focused on the stunning figures that rose up one after another. Yin Tiande, Yao Guang, and other names shook the starry skies one after another, flickering with radiance, drawing the attention of the world.
Meanwhile, in the desolate border of the cosmos, blood and bones floated about. There was no light, no warmth, only darkness and coldness. The weapons that accompanied them had long shattered, covered in blood. This was the proof of those who risked their lives and fought against supreme beings.
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