Who in the world could avoid death?
Even if you were a peerless beauty and beauty, in the end, you would still turn into a skeleton. Even if you were a proud son of heaven and had a vast empire, in the end, you would still turn into a pile of yellow.
The vicissitudes of life, rise and fall, glory and disgrace. Millions of years passed in the blink of an eye. So what if you were truly immortal? In the end, you would only witness the rise and fall of a legend with your own eyes. You would only be left with disappointment and sorrow.
The masses were no different from the proud sons of heaven. Everyone was the main character of the world. Everyone had their own path.
Along the way, Xiao Chen followed the footsteps of immortality. He slowly uncovered the veil of an ancient mythological world that had been sealed for countless years. Everything was very cruel. The more he understood, the more he experienced, the more helpless he felt.
He was in the end of the mythological world. The current situation made him feel exceptionally unresigned.
Not to mention the huge matter of cutting off the passage to the Great Desolate Heavenly Realm, the Ancestor Dragon Village had too many connections with him. That was his home. His parents and relatives were there. How could he not feel anxious?
The seven huge demonic diagrams carved in the sky. Even someone as strong as an Ancestor God was helpless. The ending could not be changed. It was already decided.
The Ancestor Dragon Divine Ship disappeared into the horizon. The many cultivators gathered in front of the Great Desolate Ancient Village had already dispersed.
The final parting was coming soon. Some people would leave this world soon.
At this moment, this place was very quiet.
The huge demonic diagrams in the sky gave off an oppressive feeling. Xiao Chen wanted to look up at the sky, but he could only see a huge shadow. There was no sunlight, no hope.
"I am not resigned …"
Xiao Chen faced the sky and roared, his voice shaking the sky.
Divine Energy surged around him. The divine radiance was like a blazing flame. Demonic patterns appeared on his forehead and formed a vertical eye. It looked like it was about to open.
Not far away, the majestic ghost town trembled. The light of massacre surrounding it became even more dazzling and resplendent.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen soared into the sky. Involuntarily, he was pulled to the top of the ghost town by a strong force. That Massacre Light immediately flourished with radiance and charged towards him at high speed. However, the moment it got close, it stopped and slowly returned to its original position.
Keke, who was rushing over, hastily stopped at a distance when she saw that he was not in danger. Chrysus, Bai Qi, and the rest also felt relieved. The current ghost town was no longer ordinary. The light of massacre lingered around it. Even the ancestral god didn't dare to take it lightly.
"I want to break the Demon Diagram and open the path to the Great Desolate Realm!"
Xiao Chen reared his head back and roared.
Bai Qi, Chrysus, and the others who were far away could understand his feelings. The Ancestral Dragon Village was in sight, but he couldn't reunite with his parents.
"Ghost city, what kind of power do you have? Can you open the path to Heaven Realm?"
Xiao Chen stood alone on top of the ghost town. His entire body blossomed with radiance like a dazzling star. The demonic mark on his forehead throbbed and formed a vertical eye. In the end, it finally opened.
"Boom …"
The ghost town shook violently. A baleful aura soared into the sky. Boundless black fog spread out. It was as if the entire ghost town had come back to life.
The seven Demon Diagrams in the sky seemed to have sensed something. The surging black fog burst out from there and rushed towards the ghost town.
"Boom …"
The light of massacre soared into the sky and rushed towards the black fog.
A formless collision ensued, followed by a deathly silence. The light of massacre was no match for the black fog and quickly retreated.
There were at least seven powerful ancestral gods behind the seven Demon Diagrams. That kind of power was hard to imagine. Currently, no one could withstand it.
Xiao Chen leaped into the ghost town and walked towards the center of the ghost town with large strides. At the center of the ghost town, the demonic well sealed on the yellow clay platform. Droplets of blood were rolling on top of the well. It was a ghastly sight.
Everything was based on his intuition. Xiao Chen placed his palm on the yellow clay platform. The entire ghost town immediately soared with black light and shook violently.
"Open that Demon Diagram for me!"
The vertical eye on Xiao Chen's forehead shot out a beam of black light. As if it carried the power of the entire ghost town, it swept towards the seven Demon Diagrams in the sky.
This was an extremely powerful force. It shattered the void and swept across the seven Demon Diagrams. The space was annihilated unceasingly.
Noiselessly, the seven demonic diagrams started to rotate. An extremely powerful force spun out. In an instant, the black light that was shot from Xiao Chen's forehead towards the sky was dispersed. Even the area around Xiao Chen's vertical eye was covered with bloody scars. Blood was dripping down from the wounds.
"Why is it like this? I need power! "
He had a crazy idea. He wanted to move the yellow clay platform away from the demonic well and borrow the power of the Evil Abyss.
However, the dignified voice of the ancestral god transmitted from the sky and resounded beside his ears. "It is already too late. There is no need to waste your efforts …"
Xiao Chen didn't listen to him and did his best to shake the yellow clay platform. However, other than his hands being stained with blood, he couldn't do anything else.
In the end, he walked out of the ghost town dejectedly. He couldn't change anything, he could only accept reality.
The seven Demon Diagrams had completely enveloped the Great Desolate Ancient Village. The illusory village could no longer be seen.
One day later, the horn of the Ancestral Dragon Divine Ship resounded throughout the land. The list of people leaving had already been decided. Although it hadn't been announced yet, everyone knew that those with outstanding talents would definitely be the first choice.
Xiao Chen, Chrysus, Bosch, Bai Qi, Zhuge fatty, Totti, Wu Ming, and the others left the Ancestral Dragon Village. In the end, they bid each other a farewell filled with emotions and went on their way. They began to roam the nine villages and the four corners of the world. Perhaps some of them would leave. They all wanted to see these great mountains and rivers in their final moments.
Three days later, Xiao Chen, the Dragon Rebel King, Lawrence, and Oxman met up in the Curse Realm. Then, they traveled to the Nine Prefectures together.
Half a day later, they arrived at the Yellow Crane Tower, which was the number one pavilion in the world.
When Xiao Chen and the others appeared on the tower, everyone's gaze focused on them.
The great calamity was approaching. Many cultivators were like them, wandering around the famous mountains and great rivers of the world.
There were cultivators from the Nine Prefectures and experts from the four corners of the world here.
The moment the experts of the hundred races saw Xiao Chen, they immediately released a murderous aura. The atmosphere on the tower immediately became somewhat tense.
"Everyone, it has been many years since we last met. I missed you all very much."
This was Xiao Chen's opening speech. It seemed like he had forgotten about the depressing matter regarding the Ancestral Dragon Village. He smiled very brightly, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth as he greeted everyone.
The instant the Earth King saw Xiao Chen going up the tower, his eyes immediately widened. However, the Sea God King pulled him back and transmitted his voice to him, telling him to restrain himself.
Aside from the Heavenly King experts of the other races, their descendants were also present. Everyone looked at Xiao Chen silently as if they were facing a great enemy.
"Time can erase everything. As for the various grudges of the past, let's put an end to it."
Xiao Chen chose a table and let Lawrence, Oxman, and the others sit down. Then, he turned around and continued, "Of course, if you are not willing, you can come at me."
He said it very casually, but no one could do anything about it. By now, Xiao Chen indeed had enough strength to say such words. He could totally compete with a half-step Martial Ancestor.
"An old friend bids farewell to the yellow crane in the west. I board the dragon boat at the end of the cold wind. The lonely sail's shadow is far away in the blue sky, only the flowing Yangtze River can be seen at the horizon."
The white-robed Lawrence had a sickly expression as he leaned against the window. He raised his cup to Xiao Chen and said, "Today's departure will be an eternal one. Borrowing the poem of the Sword Immortal Li Bai, I bid Brother Xiao farewell. One day, when Brother returns, please pour a few cups of wine for me."
Given Xiao Chen's talent and accomplishments, leaving was naturally not a problem. He should have been chosen. What Lawrence said about an eternal farewell was indeed the truth. However, this scene made everyone feel exceptionally sad.
Xiao Chen wanted to say something, but in the end, he kept quiet. Lawrence was only a Paragon. Although his talent was exceptional, in the context of the Nine Prefectures and the four corners of the world, he might not be that outstanding. There was probably no place for him on the Ancestral Dragon Ship.
"Ding …"
Xiao Chen clinked his cup forcefully against Lawrence's. Then, he tilted his head back and drank the bitter wine.
"In life, it's enough to have a few true friends to go through thick and thin with in life."
The simple and honest Oxman also raised his wine cup and gently clinked it with Xiao Chen's. He said, "Don't forget, you once had a friend called Oxman. Thousands of years later, if you recall this friend, please pour some wine on the ground for me."
Xiao Chen felt suffocated in his heart. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word at this moment.
Tenax and Keke at the side were also very silent.
Many cultivators in the surroundings were also silent. They were also the same. Some of them were about to leave, and some were going to stay forever. What awaited them was only death.
"Tap, tap, tap … …"
There was a sound coming from the staircase. Someone was climbing the stairs again.
"Xiao Chen, you are really here … …"
A middle-aged man with white hair on both sides of his temples walked over with large strides. His voice was trembling.
"Chen Fang, it's you … …"
Before Xiao Chen followed Goddess Lan Nuo into the World of Immortals, Chen Fang was already Xiao Chen's friend in the mortal world. Back then, Chen Fang liked Ruoshui, but he gave up because of Xiao Chen. All kinds of past events made Xiao Chen filled with regret even now.
"I know you are going to leave. We were already friends before you became famous. Although I hate you because you forgot Ruoshui … … we are still friends after all. An old friend is here to send you off."
Xiao Chen's heart was filled with grief. He had already recalled Ruoshui's past events. However, he was unwilling to face it and buried it deep in his heart. Chen Fang's actions made him feel even more guilty. If Ruoshui was with Chen Fang back then, perhaps there wouldn't be so many regrets today.
More than two hundred years had passed. Nearly all of Xiao Chen's mortal friends had already passed away. Only Chen Fang, who had gone overseas with Fairy Qing Yun back then, had made some progress in his cultivation and was still alive.
"Chen Fang … …"
Xiao Chen wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
"We were friends when we were young, and we are still friends now. Even if I don't have a future, and I would have already turned into ashes when you return one day, I believe that true friendship can last forever … …"
Seeing Chen Fang's graying hair, Xiao Chen felt his vision blur.
"Chen Ziteng, come over and greet your Uncle Xiao."
Chen Fang waved at the staircase, and a youth walked over. That was his and Fairy Qing Yun's child.
Xiao Chen forgot what he said. He jumped off the Yellow Crane Tower while drunk.
He walked on the waves of the Yangtze River and sang a sad song as he went against the current.
Everything in the past, all his friends, would be parted forever. Life and death were boundless, and they would be separated forever.
A dragon roar resounded throughout the land. The Ancestral Dragon Ship appeared. Beams of divine light swept across the land, and the chosen people disappeared from the nine prefectures and the four corners of the world.
Xing Tian, Chiyou, Laozi, Zhuangzi, the Buddha, Sun Wu … … all the elites were sent away.
As an expert with great potential, Xiao Chen was also chosen to board the Ancestral Dragon Ship.
The Ancestral Dragon Ship floated in the void beyond the heavens. The two Ancestor Gods stood at the bow of the ship without any ripples. After a long time, they said, "After thirty thousand years, you will be able to return here … Set sail!"
The Ancestral Dragon Ship shook the sky. All the experts were about to leave.
Those who left did not feel happy. They all let out a roar of their souls, "We will meet again in thirty thousand years!"
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