Here, everything is collapsing and everything is being destroyed.
The sky is in chaos, and when you look up, there is nothing but chaotic and twisting chaos in the world.
In the sky and the earth, there are constant loud roars that shake the entire world.
There were waves of great destruction one after another, and another figure fell straight down from above.
This figure was protecting a young man in green clothes with one hand, and holding a sword in the other hand, he reached forward and slashed.
Under this slash, stars reappeared in the universe, and countless Lingtian sword machines burst out, instantly piercing through the great destruction.
As this sword was slashed out, the vastness fell into a deep white. Then the whole world resounded with dragon roars, impacting towards the sky.
Another bright moon shone for nine days, revealing the figure of this man.
This is a white-haired man wearing white clothes. His whole body is covered with scars, and even bones can be seen deep in his chest.
The blood stained it, bringing up rainbows. The dazzling colors seemed to reflect eternity.
On his body, golden light and moonlight like jade dew were constantly shining on his body, repairing his injuries.
But the white-haired man was constantly bleeding from his mouth, and his face was extremely pale.
Above, there were huge waves rolling in again, and sounds like thunder drums reverberated.
This was a fierce collision between the sword machine and countless dragons and chaos. After that, silence was restored, and chaos no longer appeared.
"How's the injury?"
The young man behind him looked anxious and said.
"It doesn't matter. It's just that... after countless years of fighting, I have almost run out of fuel. I can't hold on for much longer. Sooner or later, I will die fighting."
"Someone must come to replace me and face this water moon." The white-haired man shook his head and replied.
"Who in this world can succeed you? Although I am destined now. But in this water-moon mirror flower, without your protection, I am just a candle in the wind. If I am not careful, I will be in trouble.
Extinguished in this ruthless wind."
"I believe there will be someone." The white-haired man shook his head again, his eyes suddenly falling into the distance.
He stared into the distance, his eyes were extremely deep and flashed regularly, as if he was deducing a mysterious message that was difficult to capture.
"Now...there will be lamentations there, and the moon and water will appear."
The white-haired man coughed and coughed up blood again. Changhong appeared again.
This rainbow was so beautiful under the deep, dark starry sky that it seemed to illuminate everything, even overshadowing the light of the bright moon behind the white-haired man.
The white-haired man did not stretch
Wiping the blood on the corner of his mouth with his hand, he looked at the falling rainbow.
He seemed to see scenes in this rainbow, scenes of countless skeletons being buried.
It is the end of a prosperous age and the tragedy of all living beings.
A drop of blood reflects various scenes from the past and hurts the man's mind.
The white-haired man was silent for a long time, and finally sighed softly.
"There is not much time left for him. After that, there may be countless troubles that confuse his mind and make it difficult for him to move forward."
"But you must remember that you are you, the only one in the world. These confusions cannot stop you from moving forward!"
The white-haired man was mumbling to himself, and he didn't know whether he was talking to the young man behind him or to the person he was speaking to.
"I believe that in a battle between the heavens, you are the strongest. You will come to me alive and eventually surpass me."
"You must go to the Infinite Realm, where there is the final back-up I left behind back then, and there is the important message I left behind. That is your true path. There is also one thing left behind."
"When you see this thing, all the mysteries that have troubled you will disappear. You will completely know who you are."
"I hope... you can embark on the true path in advance and protect that woman. Instead of using her body or soul to start your path."
"Her death will become the biggest gap in your heart. Even if you come to me in the future, you will be just like me, unable to take that half step. That half step to break through this water-moon mirror flower...
....."
.......
The vast starry sky, there are countless stars here.
This does not exist in the great realm, nor is it among the heavens and the myriad realms.
This is a place that no one knows about. Throughout the ages, there are only nine people who are qualified to know this place.
The stars in the sky that are shining with light here are not actually stars. They are just reflections from an object.
There are only nine real stars, and each star is larger than the entire world in one place.
However, eight of the nine stars have been extinguished, and the only one that remains is also dim.
This huge star is connected to a line, and the dim star comes from the second of the nine stars.
Among the second stars, there is only yellow sand without a trace of life.
But here, there is a fire burning. No matter where in the stars, you can clearly see this fire.
If you look at it from the starry sky, this group of flames occupies
One-tenth of the entire star. Like a lamp.
This is the lamp of destiny.
In the flames, a figure sat cross-legged.
This is an old man. An old man wearing a red robe and a half-hook mask on his face.
A sighing sound came, ethereal and distant, like a ghost or a god.
The old man slowly opened his eyes. The moment his cloudy eyes opened, a powerful force suddenly formed into a tornado, sweeping over half of the world.
"The tragedy is about to begin. The prosperous age is about to come to an end. But... in this era, the destiny has still not been released. Is this really the end of the era as that person said..."
The old man spoke hoarsely and turned to look at the first star.
That star was several times larger than the one the old man was sitting on. But just like this star, there was only yellow sand left.
The old man's drooping eyelids trembled slightly, as if he saw a star with a faint light rising. There was a smile on his face.
"If it were in the past, whenever the world began to end in sadness, nine heavens would come into the world and clear the smoke from the sky and the earth, so as to welcome and confront the mirror flowers and the water moon together."
"It's just that now, the only one left among the Nine Heavens Lords is this old man. And he is already on his last breath. And now, the destined person has not appeared, and there is still no one occupying the thirty-six taboo positions in the four great realms."
"Joining the world, joining the world. It is Jiutian's entry into the world of the taboo era. Even though the taboo is extremely powerful, under the intervention of the Lords of the Nine Heavens, they will still be defeated and obey the orders of the Nine Heavens."
"This has been the case throughout the ages. Until that person appeared."
The old man slowly closed his eyes, and a picture appeared in his mind.
The sky is blue, the ground is moonlit, and the people stand in white clothes. The autumn colors reflect the sky and water, and the colors in the painting are unparalleled.
After a long time, the old man opened his eyes.
The ethereal voice then rose again.
"You said she comes from the future. Then she only lives in this life."
"Now, she seems to have appeared."
"I know that you will not die. Now, your life star is lit again, and you will come back again."
"Xuan Tianjun... Gongziyu. Welcome back..."
The words were empty and floated far away with the wind, up to heaven and earth, and into the starry sky. Finally, they floated in the first star.
There, a tiny flame rose from the ground, swaying in the wind and sand.
Although the wind and sand are fierce and the fire is only as thin as a green thread, it still does not go out.