Xiao Chen was not surprised that the old goat was the Stone Emperor. He had already guessed this long ago.
However, at this moment, the Stone Emperor could not remain calm. The Stone Emperor's figure slowly faded and disappeared, about to cease to exist. However, this old fellow died very calmly, showing no fear in the face of death. In the end, he smiled at Xiao Chen before vanishing completely.
"Thirty thousand years later …"
Another thirty thousand years. Xiao Chen was very sensitive to this number.
At this moment, he remained very silent. Even someone as strong as the Stone Emperor could not control his own future. In the end, people still worked together to capture him. This time, his death was unavoidable.
Even though Xiao Chen knew that the Stone Emperor's death did not mean that he was completely dead, he still felt very depressed.
Xiao Chen thought about himself. He was far from being strong enough. He could not compare to the giants of the Heavenly Realm. How could he resist them? He could only watch helplessly as the Emperor Stone disappeared from sight.
The huge palace blocked the Primal Chaos passageway, cutting off the connection to the Heavenly Realm. Xiao Chen lingered here for a while before leaving with large strides.
The three blood-red moons glowed with a strange, evil light. On the vast land, a black gale was roaring like a flood. That black giant was running tirelessly, while over ten broken ancestral god weapons were darting about in the black gale.
Everything here couldn't be changed. If one wanted to dissolve the endless resentment of people and deities, it was practically impossible. This was a great hatred from millions and millions of years ago, the blood and tears of a great world's grievances.
Xiao Chen walked through this land, trying to find his way back. He had already left the Nine Provinces for several decades. He did not know what the lower realms were like now.
The world did not revolve around him. The stars revolved and the rivers surged; they all had their own trajectories. After so many years, too many things had happened in the original world. It was hard for him to imagine what it was like now.
Xiao Chen felt very nervous. Even if the other world made a move long ago and wiped out all life, it was not impossible.
Not to mention the fact that more than 50 years had passed, even a short year, or even a day, could change many things.
The chaotic land was not very vast. It was just a corner of the original source world. Xiao Chen walked through this wasteland and looked up at the three blood moons. Then, he opened the ancient scroll under the moonlight and shook it. His figure slowly turned blurry before vanishing from this world.
After figuring out a portion of the world's Origins and sensing the great world's barrier, he used the ancient scroll to tear space and set off on his way back.
Xiao Chen's return was very calm; it did not cause any commotion.
This was a peaceful night. Heavy snow covered everything, and the world was covered in a vast expanse of whiteness.
Silence and deathly stillness filled the land. Xiao Chen stepped on the thick snow and passed by many ruins. However, he did not see any life.
A bright moon hung high in the sky. The moonlight shone on the snow-covered ground. It was clearly very gentle, but Xiao Chen found it somewhat piercing.
The moonlight was like water. In his eyes, on the lifeless earth, the moonlight was so pale.
Dilapidated cities, desolate wastelands, and no signs of human habitation for five hundred kilometers around. The entire land was quiet. Xiao Chen had walked through most of the nine provinces, but he had not seen a single living being.
There was a peerless expert who used a giant palm print to forcibly wipe out countless living beings on the ground. Even the pure white snow couldn't completely cover that terrifying imprint.
After walking through the entire nine provinces, other than one place, all the regions were lifeless. The formerly flourishing nine provinces had been destroyed and turned into ruins.
Only one region was filled with radiance. That was the divine capital, Luoyang. There was a powerful aura of life there. It pierced through the heavens. Only those who had reached the ancestral god realm could clearly see the aura of life spiraling around like an ancestral dragon.
The only source of life!
However, Xiao Chen was unable to approach it. He could only watch from afar.
That was because there was an otherworldly expert overseeing that place. The aura was naturally released by several experts. When they condensed together, it formed that beam of life that pierced through the heavens. It was something ordinary people could not see.
"I still came back too late in the end … …"
Xiao Chen watched from afar. However, he also knew that even if he came back earlier, he was powerless to change anything.
The nine provinces were completely annihilated. Nothing was left behind. This was the change in the past fifty years.
A terrifying change!
Although he did not experience it himself, Xiao Chen could imagine the tragic scene of the end of the world.
"Swish … …"
Xiao Chen shattered the space and left the nine provinces. He entered the world of immortals.
The sun was shining brightly. In front of the magnificent sea was the vast mainland of immortals. It was close to the southern wasteland. It was verdant and lush, it seemed to be full of vitality.
However, only when he got closer did he realize that other than the vegetation, he could not sense the aura of humans or beasts. Xiao Chen rushed towards the Celestial City at high speed.
But just at this time, a cold voice suddenly resounded, "You actually did not die yet!"
Turning his head to look, it was actually his former enemies, ancestral god Lan Yufeng and Lulupeis. They were ancestral gods that had already appeared in the previous civilization of this world.
"You are really lucky!"
The two of them seemed to be very surprised. However, they did not make a move. When Xiao Chen unfolded the ancient scroll, their figures had already faded. In an instant, they traveled ten thousand miles and fled far away.
Xiao Chen unfolded the ancient scroll and followed closely behind them. He passed through the space and flew into the hinterland of the immortals' mainland at the same time as them.
"Kill … …"
"Kill … …"
On the boundless land, the flames of war could be seen everywhere. Was this the current world of immortals? The land was full of desolation, the mountains and rivers were shattered, the city was covered in grass and trees, it was a scene of desolation.
The otherworldly cultivators were not that powerful, they were just ordinary people of this world massacring on the land. This was clearly to nurture their killing nature and not to sharpen their combat skills. That was because there were not many true experts in the world of immortals anymore. Most of the people they killed were ordinary cultivators.
Lan Yufeng and Lulupeis quickly stopped, because two figures were standing in the sky in front of them, overlooking everything.
The two super ancestral gods, their strength was at the Seventh Celestial Layer of Ancestor God realm. This was the limit of experts that Xiao Chen could contend against at present. He had killed a Sixth Celestial Layer Ancestor God in the Heavenly Realm, but he was chased by an Eighth Celestial Layer Ancestor God.
By relying on external items, he was equivalent to a Seventh Celestial Layer Ancestor God. However, there were two people blocking his way.
"You are really lucky, you did not die even after being sent to the chaotic land." This super ancestral god looked at him coldly.
"Everything should end now, I will send you on your way."
The other super ancestral god said indifferently.
The four ancestral gods surrounded Xiao Chen.
Looking at the flames of war on the ground, as well as the bleeding corpses, Xiao Chen felt a surge of heat rushing out from his heart.
The ancient scroll filled the sky, the divine diagram was hazy, the two great killing weapons were unleashed at the same time, sweeping away the four experts.
However, he suddenly felt danger, as if there were several pairs of eyes watching him from the blue dome of heaven. He immediately thought of the three peerless ancestral gods.
However, before the peerless ancestral gods could make their move, a few figures had already descended. Another three experts arrived, one of them was actually an Eighth Celestial Layer Ancestor God, trapping Xiao Chen within.
"Huh …"
Just at this moment, such a voice suddenly came from the blue dome of heaven. At the same time, Xiao Chen also felt something strange, there was an extremely special and bizarre palpitation in his heart.
Looking at the distant sky, he actually saw a blurry figure, it was … himself!
It was exactly the same, there was not the slightest difference, it was extremely similar!
At this moment, that figure stopped for a moment, then quickly rushed in the direction of the Celestial City.
That's right, that was his past rushing into the future, it was the "hope" possessed by Keke's mother that brought his past self to the future.
Xiao Chen instantly understood what had happened.
In the sky, that terrifying divine sense that enveloped him instantly went far away, rushing in the direction of the Celestial City.
Xiao Chen shook the ancient scroll, shook the formation diagram, forcefully opened up a gap, and then passed through the space.
The few ancestral gods sneered, they wanted to shatter the spatial passage, cut him off and force him out.
However, in that instant, everyone's complexion changed. Xiao Chen's aura disappeared, they could no longer catch any trace of him.
"Could it be that he escaped back to the world of the dead?"
"Impossible, the world of the dead is no longer a secret, we clearly locked on to that world's barrier just now."
Xiao Chen's figure appeared in the distance, he used the Pangu Stone Token to completely conceal his aura and disappeared from the eyes of the deities.
He didn't need to worry, according to what he knew, the three peerless ancestral gods couldn't do anything to the Celestial City.
Xiao Chen flew on the immortal's mainland, the scene he saw was shocking. The creatures of this world were also destroyed, they no longer existed.
After that, he broke into the Soul World, but in the end, he discovered that there was nothing left. The originally incomparably desolate land was now torn apart, many regions had already sunk into the sea.
Finally, there was the Curse Realm, he was shocked to discover that the entire mountains and rivers were flattened, even the great formation of the Curse Realm no longer existed, it was thoroughly destroyed. He rushed towards the abyss where the Heavenly Stele was hidden, but he discovered that the abyss had already been flattened, the Heavenly Stele no longer existed.
Everything had already changed!
The changes in the past fifty years had exceeded Xiao Chen's expectations, it was very thorough. The otherworldly deities had erased all the creatures.
Looking at the nine provinces and the four corners of the world, it was completely desolate, nothing was left. Everything in the past had become history forever.
This was the terrifying changes in the past fifty years, an era had ended, a civilization had thoroughly come to an end, a reincarnation had ended!
"Ah!!"
Xiao Chen faced the sky and roared, shaking the heavens. He directly killed his way back to the immortal's world, using the Pangu Stone Token to hide his traces, he appeared on the completely ruined mainland of the immortal.
The few ancestral gods had yet to disperse, Xiao Chen merged the ancient scroll with the formation diagram, sweeping across the sky. Bloody light splashed everywhere, the otherworldly ancestral gods Lan Yufeng and Lulupeis were torn to pieces, turning into a bloody mist, and then they were completely absorbed into the ancient scroll.
"Kill!"
The other ancestral gods at the side were furious, they attacked at the same time.
At the same time, a huge city soared into the sky, followed by three ancestral gods, they chased after Xiao Chen.
Only now did Xiao Chen wake up from his grief and indignation. He felt disheartened, he broke out of the encirclement once again.
Looking at the nine provinces and the four corners of the world, he was the only one left in the world, he no longer had any attachments. He tore open the space and entered the world of death.
He returned to the divine village, that might be his final home.
However, when Xiao Chen entered the world of the dead and arrived at the divine village, he was completely stunned, it was as if the life force had been sucked out of his body in an instant.
There were corpses everywhere, black bloodstains everywhere, the divine village had been flattened by someone!
The cultivators from the nine provinces and the four corners of the world, the mountain ranges and plains that they had created with their divine power, were now completely destroyed, the mountains collapsed, the earth shattered, and corpses were everywhere.
The tragedy should have happened a few months ago, maybe even a few years ago.
The black bloodstains and the ice-cold corpses were telling the story of the tragedy of the past.
This place was also destroyed, everyone was dead.
Xiao Chen didn't move at all, he fought there quietly, this kind of lonely feeling was indescribable. The world that gave birth to him was completely exterminated, and his second home, the divine village, also completely ceased to exist, his old acquaintances had turned into corpses …
This kind of sudden impact was hard for Xiao Chen to bear, he faced the sky and let out a long howl like a wounded lone wolf.
At this moment, he felt that although the world was vast, there was no place for him to stay.
"The world is vast, where is my home?"
In the divine village, there was no trace of life.
Only on the mountain range of death in the distance, there was a stubborn cherry tree, as well as a few petals drifting about.
Xiao Chen flew over and looked at this cherry blossom tree between the collapsed cliff. He still remembered clearly that this was Yan Qingcheng's residence. The cherry blossom tree was the divine item in Keke's Lost Paradise. It was planted together with Yan Qingcheng on a whim.
A gentle breeze brushed past, the cherry blossoms fell one after another, it was telling the story of the tragedy of the past.
The falling cherry blossoms were like the lost years, the unforgettable years.
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