Ye Qinghan and the other three left the Purple Cloud Mountain Range. There were still dozens of bounty hunters in the valley, but in the blink of an eye, there were only a few left. They were still fighting to the death.
Blood flowed like rivers between the mountain ranges, dyeing the ground red. Corpses piled up like mountains, spreading for thousands of miles. Countless ferocious creatures were slaughtered. The bounty hunters were definitely not weak, and the lethality of a trapped beast's struggle was not to be underestimated.
A trapped beast was still a trapped beast. In a situation where there were ferocious creatures everywhere, even if Xia Jiulong did not run, he would be dead for sure, let alone these dozens of bounty hunters.
Xia Jiulong's dragon might was too strong. With the protection of the Holy Dragon Robe, he escaped with Xuan Xiu. They ran for 30,000 miles, and his eyes were about to spit fire. He landed in a valley, panting, and roared in despair.
"Heavens, are you going against me as well? Why did you give me the imprint, but not the corresponding fate? Why are you always biased towards Ye Qinghan? "
Xia Jiulong roared. Even now, he did not know that the holy dragon was Ye Qinghan's transformation.
Xuan Xiu sighed helplessly and said in despair, "Your Highness, there are only two of us left. There are four of them, and they are not weak. It seems that this mission cannot be carried out in this mystic realm. Why don't we retreat and wait for them at the exit?"
Xia Jiulong was silent for a long time. A wisp of an imprint echoed in his mind. It was an unprecedented imprint, the Immortal Sealing Imprint!
Although Xia Jiulong did not know what this imprint was for, he knew that it could kill people, and it could kill existences stronger than him.
"We can still kill Ye Qinghan without relying on that bunch of trash," Xia Jiulong said gloomily. "Help me stall Zhang Yingshi. I will kill Ye Qinghan."
"Your Highness, safety is the most important. There is no need to risk your life for Ye Qinghan's lowly life!" Xuan Xiu advised earnestly.
Xia Jiulong looked at Xuan Xiu coldly and asked, "Do you think I'm afraid of death? Or are you afraid of death? "
Xuan Xiu hurriedly replied respectfully, "Your Highness, you've misunderstood me. I'm not afraid of death, and you definitely aren't afraid of death either. However, I'm afraid that something will happen to you. Your body is priceless, and Ye Qinghan can't compare to it. Your Highness, please reconsider. In any case, Ye Qinghan has to leave the mystic realm. There's no need for you to take the risk with him.
Xia Jiulong snorted coldly. "This Emperor doesn't want him to live a moment longer!"
Xuan Xiu smiled bitterly. "Your Highness, there's no need to be so calculative with an ant. Let him live for another three to five months and search for more treasures for Your Highness. This can be considered as letting him show off his last bit of light and warmth."
Xia Jiulong was silent for a long time. He clenched his iron fists and looked at the Purple Cloud Mountain Range behind him. He recalled the abyss from before and was also afraid of encountering an Eternal existence. Finally, he took a deep breath and nodded. "Xuan Xiu, This Emperor knows of your loyalty and that you're doing this for my own good … Forget it. I'll listen to you this time. Let's return to the mystic realm and wait for him."
Xuan Xiu was overjoyed. He quickly bowed and said, "Thank you for your understanding, Your Highness. Your Highness understands my painstaking efforts. I have no regrets even if I die."
The two of them left.
…
Ye Qinghan and the others also left the Purple Cloud Mountain Range. So many bounty hunters had remained in the Purple Cloud Mountain Range. None of them had escaped. They had all died.
The four of them sped through the mountains with smiles on their faces. They traversed the mountains and plains, saw the ancient vicissitudes of the mountains and rivers, and searched thousands of miles for treasures. The vast world of the past had no traces of humans. The palaces had also decayed and scattered with the wind. Some were buried deep in the mountains and could not be found.
Hundreds of birds chirped softly, accompanied by the light wind that slowly flowed through the sky.
After traveling for four months, they arrived at a large plain area. Thick thorns were even larger than ancient trees. Countless vines intertwined and blotted out the sky.
"This should be the human world of the past. After so many years, even the palaces and cities have been surrounded by weeds and have decayed." Zhang Yingshi looked at the endless mountains and rivers and sighed. "How can there be eternity in this world? It will all be eroded by time and disappear. "
Fanyin and the Son of Combat fell silent. They could not refute Zhang Yingshi.
Ye Qinghan smiled faintly and replied, "Time is eternal. Whether we are here or not, time will always pass. I don't feel tired."
Space could collapse, mountains and rivers could be eroded, and the world could be destroyed. Only time would not change. The Heavenly Dao in the firmament was replacing it. Time would not be destroyed.
The three of them were stunned as they pondered Ye Qinghan's words.
Ye Qinghan said firmly, "I believe that it is possible to achieve true eternity. Of course, it is not the current Eternal Saints. Eternal Saints can be killed. At the very least, I have seen the corpses of Eternal Saints."
Zhang Yingshi was silent. She had also seen the corpses in the underground palace, so she did not believe in eternity.
The Son of War and Fanyin had not seen the corpses of Eternal Saints, but it did not mean that they did not know that Eternal Saints could be killed. Therefore, when they heard Ye Qinghan's words, they did not show much emotion.
"Tell me, under what circumstances can one achieve eternity?" Zhang Yingshi stared at Ye Qinghan and asked.
Ye Qinghan was silent for a while before replying, "Since time can be eternal, I believe that as long as one can create time, one can achieve eternity. I suspect that the Eternal Saint Realm is the true eternity."
He thought about how the Heavenly Grandmaster Grand Sage could kill death with a wave of his hand, reverse reincarnation, and give the Nine Serenities Master countless years of time. If such an existence was not eternal, then who was?
Although the four of them did not discuss the Dao strictly, the fact that they dared to propose their own theories was an improvement! At the very least, they had set a goal for themselves.
Create time. Time could change everything! This was Ye Qinghan's goal.
The four of them walked forward silently, all thinking.
Hum — — —
After the four of them walked for half a year, a melody suddenly sounded in the sky. It was low, slow, and orderly. The four of them stood on the spot and stared blankly at the sky. It was as if the sound of nature came from the sky.
The sound of nature was filled with desolation, sorrow, and despair. It was a little like the sound of an ancient erhu instrument. It seemed to be narrating the final struggle of a decaying old man who was about to die. It was very immersive.
As the four of them listened to the melody, they felt as if the speed of time and space had increased by countless times. It was as if the melody was narrating their own story. Ye Qinghan and the others showed a trace of panic and sorrow. They wanted to struggle, but they could not move.
Looking at the four of them from the outside, their faces were rapidly aging. In an instant, more than a hundred thousand years of life had passed!
At this moment, the Heaven-Imprisoning Daoist Scripture in Ye Qinghan's sea of consciousness trembled slightly. It blocked the mournful sound in his mind and woke Ye Qinghan up.
Ye Qinghan stretched out his hand and saw that his skin had become dull, dry, and old. He could not help but be shocked. He looked at the other three and saw that they were aging faster than him. A trace of fear appeared in his eyes!
This melody could actually change time! The other party must be a heaven-defying existence! Just a mournful sound was enough to kill the four of them!
Ye Qinghan did not hesitate to take out his bamboo flute. He mobilized his soul spirit and blew into the mountains and rivers. The solemn and heroic melody intertwined with the mournful sound in an attempt to protect the other three.
Hua hua hua!
The two melodies intertwined. Ye Qinghan used the melody to attack the other party's melody, but the other party's melody took the initiative to contain Ye Qinghan's melody. The two sides were not on the same level.
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