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Chapter 599

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That dragon disappeared into the forest. At this time, Xiao Chen saw the silhouettes of people on the horizon, as well as the huge city.

In the blink of an eye, two thousand eight hundred years had passed. Too many things had happened in this world. The human race had been completely wiped out, and new races had appeared, becoming the new masters of this land.

However, this was not the result of natural evolution. Instead, it was intentional by the otherworld.

The new races had all appeared in history before. Their origins had not completely disappeared. There were still living bodies in the otherworld. Now, the otherworld was like herding them, allowing them to reappear in the Nine Provinces.

Xiao Chen walked forward and saw beastmen. They could be said to be half-human, half-beast. They had the bodies of humans and the characteristics of wild beasts. For example, the werewolf race had wolf ears. When necessary, their fingernails could grow into sharp wolf claws.

A huge wind blade swept over. Xiao Chen gently blocked it, and the wind blade immediately shattered. However, the shattered energy instantly condensed into a huge wolf that pounced at Xiao Chen.

This surprised Xiao Chen somewhat. The hostile werewolf in front seemed to have extraordinary talent in controlling Divine Energy.

"Who are you? Could it be that you are from the Celestial Race?"

That strong werewolf was on guard, ready to attack at any time.

Xiao Chen stared at this werewolf and said, "Thousands of years later, no, ten thousand years, or even twenty thousand years later, if you are still alive, you will know who I am."

He could already tell that this werewolf was the strongest wolf king in this territory. Furthermore, his talent was extraordinary. If he could survive, he might be able to break through to half a Martial Ancestor. He might even become an Ancestor God.

Of course, this was just a possibility. Even if there was a ten percent chance, it would be several tens of thousands of years later.

"Who exactly are you?"

"Be a good Wolf King. Strive to become the greatest king of your race, or even the entire beast race. That way, you might be able to participate in a battle that is destined to happen one day."

Xiao Chen said this with some sadness. When this race rose up, did they know that their demise had already been arranged by others? The cycle would repeat itself again and again.

Did the ancestors of the human race also experience something like this? Did a race that was about to be destroyed suddenly appear in front of them and give them a sorrowful warning?

"What are you saying?"

This somewhat extraordinary Wolf King looked at Xiao Chen warily. He revealed a pensive expression and said, "Please speak more clearly …"

"There are some things that I can't change even if I tell you the ending. Develop your race well …"

Although Xiao Chen felt sad, he laughed at himself in the end. Facing this Little Wolf King, what was the point of saying so much? Would it be possible for him to see it again? Perhaps, after hundreds of thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, he would have already turned into rotting soil.

Within the territory of the Wolf Tribe, there were a few cities that were very simple and crude, indicating that their current living conditions were still very primitive.

Xiao Chen drifted through the city like a cloud. He was like a ghost, quietly watching all this. He was just a passerby; he did not want to change anything, nor could he change anything. Before the Wolf Race could react, he had already left this place.

Soon, Xiao Chen passed through the vast land where the Beastmen lived. Along the way, he saved a fox girl and personally met with the kings of the other Beastmen races. He felt very disappointed. Only that fox girl and the Wolf King had extraordinary talent. Although the others could be considered outstanding, even if they were given ten million years, they would not be able to advance to half-step Martial Ancestor, much less Ancestor God.

Xiao Chen left in disappointment. His next stop was the Celestial Race's territory. He had high hopes for this legendary ancient race that had reappeared in the world.

The Celestial Race resided in the Central Plains. They were indeed a strong race. While waiting for the right time, they occupied the most fertile land.

When Xiao Chen arrived at the Celestial Race's territory, he could see a majestic city from afar. They had developed very quickly, much faster than the Beastmen.

"I wonder if the Celestial Race's old antiques survived. If they knew that their race had reappeared in this land, would they be sad or happy?"

Xiao Chen muttered to himself.

The Celestial Race looked very similar to humans. However, all of them had a third eye. That was the crucial part that gave birth to innate Magic Skills.

Naturally, it varied from person to person. As their strength increased, their third eye would give birth to all sorts of different Magic Skills.

Xiao Chen walked into this city and looked at the flourishing race. His heart filled with hope because he could sense the strength of this race. If they developed, how strong would they be?

In the Celestial Race's capital, Xiao Chen discovered a half-step Martial Ancestor from another world. Although it was a Seventh Heaven, it was nothing to the current Xiao Chen. If he wanted to, he could easily kill it.

However, he did not do so. Killing a half-step Martial Ancestor would not change anything. If an Ancestor God with limitless potential were here, perhaps he would have the impulse to attack.

That half-step Martial Ancestor was actually teaching the Celestial Race all sorts of Divine Law Curses and Combat Techniques to promote their development.

Xiao Chen was like a spectator, quietly watching all this. He could sense that the other world seemed to be in a hurry this time. This cycle might not last long and would end very soon.

It was like he could already see the end of the Celestial Race.

This time, Xiao Chen did not do anything. He only observed silently for ten years. During this process, he went to every region of the Celestial Race and selected several hundred outstanding talents.

If possible, he wanted to take root in this race and silently teach them.

However, he was disappointed in the end. The starting point of this strong race far surpassed the other races. Even the Dragon Race could not compare.

However, he discovered a fatal problem.

The starting point of the Celestial Race was very high. However, after developing to a certain stage, their advantage was no longer that obvious. The outstanding talents could quickly reach the Immortality Realm. However, after that, they lacked creativity.

The starting point was very high and they were very strong. However, they lacked creativity. This was fatal to a race!

Perhaps it would not be that difficult to break through to the half-step Martial Ancestor realm. However, if they wanted to advance further after that, it would be extremely difficult.

Perhaps the heavens were fair, giving them a very high starting point. However, they created flaws later on. Overall, they were not perfect.

In the end, Xiao Chen only managed to place a seal in the minds of the hundred-odd outstanding talents. There were all sorts of secret techniques they cultivated and everything that happened in this world since ancient times.

If they could break through to the half-step Martial Ancestor realm or above, the seal would naturally open. They would learn all sorts of secrets and past events.

It was not a perfect seed, but he still had to sow some.

After that, Xiao Chen arrived at another region. He entered the territory of another mysterious and nearly perfect race.

The Fairy Race was a race with slender figures and nearly perfect appearances. They were exceptionally beautiful. They lived in the forest and had a peaceful temperament. They liked peace, like hermits.

Xiao Chen found this race within a picturesque and picturesque mountain forest. He savored the divine liquid that flowed out from the Tree of Life and calmly observed this race. Disappointment was written all over his face once again. This race's starting point was still very high, comparable to the Celestial Race. They were natural-born magicians and had a long lifespan, so they had enough time to cultivate.

However, their creativity was not as good as the Celestial Race's.

"The mysterious and powerful race of the past has reappeared in this world. I have the opportunity to observe them up close. However, none of them are perfect …"

After Xiao Chen's disappointment, he regained his calm. Everything in this world was traceable. It was impossible for everything to be perfect.

However, he still left behind a seed of hope, placing a seal in the hearts of the hundred-odd Fairy Race.

Finally, after visiting a few more races, Xiao Chen arrived at the gathering place of the Dragon Race. This was a strong race. However, there were not many of them, only about ten thousand of them.

Xiao Chen had a special feeling for the Dragon Race. Even though they were not the strongest race, he had left behind thousands of Spiritual Marks and sealed them within this race.

After doing all this, Xiao Chen sighed.

Once upon a time, he had also lived in this world. However, after two thousand eight hundred years, everything had changed.

This was already his era. More accurately, it was not the era of the human race. The strong races of the past had reappeared. However, the human race was missing.

Three thousand years ago, this world still had his friends, as well as his enemies. However, three thousand years later, with the passage of time and the vicissitudes of life, everything had changed.

The people who fought with him in the past had already turned into soil. The people who drank and chatted with him in the past had already turned into skeletons. The human race had perished. Now, he was the only one left in this world.

This was a kind of speechless loneliness. The world was huge, but there was no home for him.

Xiao Chen stood on top of a tall mountain and looked into the distance. A gentle breeze blew past, messing up his black hair and even his unmoving heart.

Everyone was gone. Even if they were his enemies in the past, it was fine to resurrect one of them. As long as they were humans, even if he had an irreconcilable hatred, if he could resurrect a few of them and reappear in front of him, he would be able to forget all grudges with a smile.

Gone, they no longer existed. Everyone had turned into skeletons. There was no way for them to revive again.

Lawrence, Chen Fang, Chrysus, Oxman … One by one, their lively faces appeared before Xiao Chen's eyes. However, only his lonely self remained.

There was also Ke, that pitiful little thing …

As Xiao Chen recalled the past, his eyes felt somewhat blurry. However, in the end, there were no tears to shed. Only some mist drifted away from his eyes.

Finally, Xiao Chen walked from the east of the continent to the Yong Province of the past. He walked from west to east, as if he was reminiscing the past for the last time.

The people of the past were buried on the ground under his feet.

After hundreds of thousands of years, who was who? Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Who could say where the people of the past were?

The grass was so green. Perhaps there was the flesh and blood of his old friends under its roots. The pool was so deep. Perhaps there were bones of heroic spirits at the bottom.

The Ancestral Dragon Village had vanished without a trace. Xiao Chen already knew this would happen. He remained silent. He had no clue whether his parents were alive or dead. He did not know where the ancient village went.

Xiao Chen stood there quietly for three days. Then, he left. However, when he passed by the original dead city, he thought of Ke. The scene of her holding a bamboo basket and burning joss paper for him in the past, worshipping him. This made his heart, which had always been as calm as an ancient well, sour.

Xiao Chen suppressed his sadness and soared into the sky, leaving the nine provinces that made him feel uneasy.

As Xiao Chen traveled through the four realms, he discovered that these four realms had not changed much. There were still no living creatures.

Xiao Chen heaved a long sigh and bade farewell to the nine provinces and the four realms. Then, he entered the world of death.

He still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. Back then, did the otherworldly Ancestor God really exterminate all the cultivators near the divine village?

Could it be that no one managed to escape that calamity?

Xiao Chen wanted to search the continent of death. Perhaps there might be a final surprise.

Xiao Chen entered the world of death. When he passed the divine village, his expression turned sluggish. In the past, he had already stripped off that piece of land and buried it in the nine provinces. However, from the looks of it now, this place seemed to have been submerged by someone, forming a huge burial mound that looked like a mountain.

"Who came to bury this place? Did someone really survive? "

Xiao Chen used his Spiritual Sense to check but did not discover anything. Then, he headed for the depths of the continent of death.

He passed by the young female sovereign's city. That place was already destroyed long ago. The old skeleton emperor and Lord Ji were nowhere to be found. It was unknown whether they were still alive or not.

"Did Beyond Sky, Outsider, Ying Xiong, and the others pass away? According to the prophecy, they were going to merge with the Great Might Underworld King and offer sacrifices in the Heavenly Palace of Death …"

Xiao Chen muttered to himself as he headed inside. However, he did not encounter that deathly fog again. This also meant that he could not find the Heavenly Palace of Death and could not find the Great Might Underworld King.

"Xu Tian, I'm looking for you!"

In the depths of the continent of death, Xiao Chen shouted loudly, shaking the surroundings.

However, no one replied to him. The depths of the world of death were quiet.

Further in, there were many obstacles. Even for the Ancestor God, it was extremely dangerous.

"Is the young female sovereign Qing Qing? She and the three skeletons entered the depths of the world of death. It has been so many years and they have not returned. Is she alright?"

"You're here?"

Just at this moment, in the depths of the continent of death, in a snow-white sea of bones, Daoist Xu Tian's figure appeared. He looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Unfortunately, you lost the formation diagram!"

After colliding with the stone door at the end of the ninety-nine stone steps, the divine formation shattered and sank into the land of the nine prefectures.

"Xu Tian, I'm not here to find you to fight against your strong enemies. I want to ask you, did anyone in the Sun God Village survive?"

"I don't know. The continent of death is so big. How can I know everything? Perhaps someone survived. When the Ancestor Gods of the other world entered this world, they encountered many strong creatures in the depths of the continent of death. They suffered significant losses and retreated helplessly in the end."

"Did you see a young female sovereign enter the depths of the continent of death with the three skeletons?"

Xiao Chen kept asking questions. He wanted to know too many things.

"I did. However, that young female is not simple. She is no longer a sovereign. She has already advanced to the Ancestor God Realm."

Xiao Chen was startled. He asked, "Can you bring me to that place?"

"That's impossible! The deepest part of the continent is the forbidden zone of death. You will never be able to return from there. Over there, you will see many dilapidated Immemorial Devil Cities. If you want to go there, I won't stop you. But right now, I can't be distracted and go there. "

"In that case, I'll go by myself."

Xu Tian shook his head and said, "I advise you to stop. There are people eagerly waiting for you to deliver yourself to them. You should know that in the final battle two thousand eight hundred years ago, there were sovereigns of the world of death who attacked the end of the stone steps. Someone noticed you. They are very interested in the divine formation …"

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