The light could not enter, and the mist was dim. Many figures were looking at him in his own appearance. Mengqi felt an indescribable chill.
If it was the afterlife, they would not all look the same. It seemed that the afterlife mirror was destroyed, and only the remaining breath could reflect the future. But the future was uncertain, and there were all kinds of possibilities and appearances.
With his mind clear, Mengqi looked around and suppressed his trembling. He pondered and tried to recover the consumption of using the Ancient Space-breaching Talisman.
"From now on … Could it be that I was deeply involved in the chess game of the mighty people, and was defeated again and again, and finally became disheartened and sought peace and relief, no longer struggling and resisting?" Mengqi first looked at the "monk version of himself", because this figure did not have the breath of Ananda, so he could only make such an inference. As for why he was sad and how he was sad, there were too many possibilities and he could not be sure.
This was one of the worst futures!
Mengqi then looked at the figure of himself who was looking up at the sky. The sadness was so real that anyone who heard it would be sad and cry. Obviously, he had encountered something extremely tragic!
"Were all my companions killed? Or other important people died? "Mengqi shook his head, and he did not want such a future at all.
This was also the worst possibility!
The powerful martial artist who was pierced by the red spear looked like he was killed by the Spear of Mythical Creatures. The crazy Taoist priest and the monk had the same effect. Obviously, Mengqi also resisted such a future.
There were only two "futures" that did not look bad. One was the swordsman in white, at least there was no obvious sadness, depression, or stupor between his eyebrows. The other was a domineering man in black, which was quite similar to the style that Mengqi yearned for. Especially the "knife", it was really powerful.
"That knife looks like The Conqueror's Invincible Knife. Do I really have to follow the path of The Conqueror to have a good ending?" Mengqi frowned. The Conqueror was indeed fascinating, but it was also not good to have the entire world as his enemy. The future that he saw now was definitely not the final ending. Perhaps the Conqueror version of himself would be cornered and self-destructed after shouting "Saber, come!"
Mengqi looked into the depths of the mist. There were blurry and indistinguishable figures all around him. Those were even more of his future, even more profound. It was difficult to determine everything, impossible to determine.
The future was uncertain!
Stepping forward carefully, Mengqi planned to look deeper into the "future". It would be best if he could see the ending. Different endings would allow him to figure out which of the mighty people behind him had ulterior motives, who was playing a game of chess, and who was inclined to break the game by himself. Only by doing so could he borrow strength to fight strength, dodge and move in the inescapable net, and find a chance of survival, turning from a chess piece to a chess player!
After taking a few steps, Mengqi suddenly frowned, because the figures he couldn't see clearly just now didn't become clearer as he got closer. He could still only see the first few.
"Is it because the Afterlife Mirror only has fragments and breaths, and can't show more of the future?" Mengqi seemed to have understood something, but he was not willing to give up. He temporarily gave up the idea of finding a way out and focused on exploring here. Maybe it hid a ray of light for his dark future, a Qi dynamic that could help him get rid of the chess game of the mighty people and the abnormal luck!
The mist was dense and lingering. It was dim, and he couldn't sense far. Mengqi felt like he had entered the Demon World of Nine Serenities, where monsters could jump out at any time.
He carefully looked at the figures, distinguishing Qi dynamics, and sketching a chaotic picture scroll in his mind. He wanted to slowly find the source of his future. Whether it was the fragments of the Afterlife Mirror or its breath, they were both helpful to him.
Footsteps were silent. Mengqi moved forward slowly. Suddenly, he felt a sense of danger. He tiptoed and took a few steps back, hiding deeper into the mist.
After a breath, Mengqi vaguely saw a figure in a black robe flashing by. The figure was very fast, as if it didn't care about the "future" that was everywhere and had its own purpose.
"Xi?" Mengqi restrained his breath and hid his fluctuations. It was as if he had become one with the mist. He roughly recognized the figure as the Sun God Xi from the Myths.
"He seems to be familiar with this place?" Mengqi was puzzled. He and Gu Xiaosang were clearly in front of him, and the Wizard King of this World was secretly following and "protecting" them. How could Xi hide from the Dharmakaya and block the way from the Fiery Hell?
If he didn't have a deep understanding of the Ninth Heaven, he wouldn't have dared to try it even if there was a chance. Xi obviously guessed the existence of the Wizard King of this World before Han Guang and the others arrived. Why would he risk being discovered by the Dharmakaya?
Xi left quickly. Mengqi thought for a while, and while distinguishing the Qi dynamics of heaven and earth, he approached the Hall of Present Life. The strange tree was lush and had a well-developed root system. Perhaps some of its roots had spread deep into the Hall of Present Life. He could absorb the whole tree to satisfy the demand of the Supreme-wisdom Tree and see what changes it would undergo.
Mengqi didn't expect this tree to come in handy in the near future. He only vaguely felt that it would be important in the future.
…
Gu Xiaosang stopped at the "Hall of Future Life". She frowned and pondered for a moment. Then, without warning, she leaped down. Her ribbons fluttered in the air, forming a tent. She floated into the mist.
Not far from where she was, an eye suddenly appeared in the void. It was identical to the cold and empty eyes of the Wizard King of this World. It muttered to itself,
"The fruit she collected is a bit strange …"
…
Gao Lan tried for a while. He stepped on his palms and slashed with his sword, but he still couldn't do anything to the strange tree. He flew into a rage out of humiliation and said, "Let's explore the tunnel behind us first. We'll deal with it later. I don't believe that it'll be useless even if we grind it out!"
Even the slightly awakened Emperor's Sword could only leave a shallow mark. Han Guang seemed to have seen the main material of a very powerful wood element Heavenly Weapon. He glanced at it and put away his greed. With his breath as deep as the sea, he followed Gao Lan into the tunnel opposite the cave.
The Wizard King of this World was half-hidden in the void. His presence was very low, but he was not slower than Gao Lan and Han Guang.
The tunnel was flat and undecorated, as if it was casually opened by a mighty person. After walking for a while, the front suddenly became wide. There were simple and mottled gray stones all around, with a sense of vicissitudes.
They had already entered an ancient gray stone hall. It was as if they had returned to the ancient times. They only felt that time and void were abnormal and there were signs of intertwining. But other than that, there was nothing special.
"This place is connected to another world. It's not a normal connection …" Han Guang had already put away the imitation Timeshadow Blade in his right hand. He put his palm behind his back and held the top of Yama's hand. His posture was elegant, like a bamboo stick and straw shoes that were lighter than a horse.
Gao Lan sniffed and said, "Where else can the Nine Levels of Heaven be connected to?"
The Wizard King of this World was most proficient in the way of void. He walked forward and carefully sensed. He said in a hollow voice, "It's not much different from the outside."
Han Guang seemed to think of something and said, "Could it be the path to the top two levels of the Nine Levels of Heaven?"
"I remember that the path and the 'gate' of the first few levels are in the core conspicuous place," Gao Lan expressed his doubt.
Han Guang half guessed and half confirmed, "It should be a mighty person who forcibly 'moved' the upper level here. That's why there is an abnormal intertwining of time and void."
Forcibly moved the first level of the Nine Levels of Heaven … Gao Lan patted the back of his sword with his left hand and said, "What kind of mighty person is this? I really yearn for it!"
The space and time here were abnormal. It was difficult for the three Dharmakayas to sense far away.
"Maybe it's the one who opened the secret passage …" Han Guang walked leisurely with his loose robe fluttering.
The three Dharmakayas walked for a while and the gray stone hall came into view. The front suddenly broke. The void was chaotic and invisible. Time and space seemed to condense into one. Even the Wizard King of this World did not dare to step in!
And in the center of the broken place stood a green bronze door. It was simple and ancient, and its breath was obscure.
In front of the bronze door stood a stone tablet. It looked ordinary and looked like an ordinary object. There were eight seal characters written on it:
"Those who do not enter the Legendary Realm will not enter this door!"
It stood there as usual, as if it was announcing the rules and establishing the laws!
Han Guang squinted his eyes and the Wizard King of this World snorted coldly.
Gao Lan clicked his tongue. "I'd like to try."
The Emperor's Sword was raised and the shadows of all living beings appeared. Demons, ghosts, immortals, gods, mountains, rivers, the sun, the moon, and the stars all merged into the sword light. The sword light dispersed the simplicity and shook the vicissitudes!
…
Mengqi walked for a while and arrived at the place where the mist was condensed. He guessed that it was the foundation of the Hall of Present Life.
Along the way, he searched for the foundation of the strange tree and the possible existence of the Mirror of Future Life.
As he searched, his eyes lit up. He saw an ugly root stretching out from the condensed mist and drilling into the bottom. The Supreme-wisdom Tree was hungry again.
"It's a piece of cake." Mengqi could not hide his joy. He took out the Supreme-wisdom Tree and leaned it against the tree.
When the two came into contact, a chaotic gas that was between tangible and intangible gushed out and flowed toward the Supreme-wisdom Tree.
In the secret passage of the Three-life Temple, the strange tree had not withered yet. It was drawing energy from the dense branches and leaves!
The branches and leaves had spread to all directions and connected to every place in this world.
The chaotic gas flowed into the ground and the tree in the peach garden withered quickly.
Aura gushed out and the Dragon-slaying Stage and the Monster-slaying Stage collapsed.
This part of the world rumbled, shaking up and down. Cracks appeared in the condensed white clouds!
Cui Qinghe and the others were about to enter the whirlpool when they suddenly realized that the whirlpool had sped up. It seemed that something terrible was happening inside!
Bang!
In the Grey Stone Hall, Gao Lan was dejectedly sheathing his sword. The bronze door in front of him was safe and sound.
At this moment, the three Dharmakayas looked sideways and did not understand where the change came from!
"Because of my sword?" Gao Lan was puzzled. He looked at the stone tablet again and saw four small words at the corner of the stone tablet.
"Yang Jian of Yuxu!"
…
Bang!
The world shook. Mengqi was dumbfounded as he looked at the Supreme-wisdom Tree that was crazily eating. He felt that something bad had happened.
"Damn, did I cause something bad again?"
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