After a great battle, Chen Xuan cooperated with Renzu to suppress the Dark Holy Emperor.
Countless dark source energy flew away, and soon gathered together to reshape the origin of the Dark Holy Emperor, unscathed.
"Did you see that?"
Ren Zu was not surprised at all.
"Maybe a few more kills. Once the dark source energy of the entire dark territory is exhausted, the Immortal Burial Saint Emperor will be unable to be resurrected."
Chen Xuan did not believe in evil and continued to take action.
Human Ancestor accompanied Chen Xuan to kill the Dark Holy Emperor again and again.
After killing seven times, Chen Xuan finally stopped.
This time, the Immortal Burying Holy Emperor himself did not choose to reshape his origin, but disappeared into the source of darkness, destroyed himself, and waited for rebirth seven epochs later.
"Light and darkness are both part of the nature of the universe. Unless we destroy the entire universe, darkness will always exist."
Renzu said it very clearly.
Chen Xuan thought for a while and said: "Since the Immortal Burial in the future will enslave all races, why don't we learn to Bury the Immortal and imprison the Dark Saint Kings so that they cannot grow stronger."
"No, the source of darkness will continue to breed new dark power."
Renzu's tone was very sure.
"Go back. Only when the universe dies can we find a way to destroy the Burial Immortal."
"Senior Ren Zu, I would like to know where the ancient character "人" is?"
Chen Xuan asked this most critical question directly.
"This answer is the same as how to completely eliminate darkness. It all lies in your time."
Renzu smiled slightly, which was profound.
"Why don't you, Senior Renzu, go back with me?
I can't change the past, but you can change the future."
Chen Xuan suddenly had a whim.
After hearing this, Renzu shook his head: "Every generation has its own mission. If you try to tamper with history, you will be severely punished. Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, as long as you insist on walking your own free path, never waver."
"Senior Renzu..." Chen Xuan felt a little disappointed.
It was not easy to accurately travel back to the era when the ancestors were at their peak, but they had to say goodbye in a hurry.
But Chen Xuan's eyes quickly became determined.
With one last glance at Renzu, Chen Xuan silently activated the Book of Time and returned to Taiyin Divine Ruins.
"How about it?"
All the beauties have been waiting in Chen Xuan's room.
Chen Xuan shook his head and said nothing.
Soon, the news spread throughout the Taiyin Divine Ruins that Lord Evil Emperor had traveled back in time and failed to find the Ancient Character of Humanity, nor to destroy the Burial Immortal.
A pessimistic mood quietly spread among the monks.
Although most of the monks have not yet reached the point of true despair, they know that Chen Xuan may not have another chance to travel, and they can only fight the Buried Immortal for a second time with his current strength.
Any monk can guess the outcome of the second decisive battle, which is probably no different from the first decisive battle.
So what is the use of their three thousand years of hard work?
According to multiple investigations by commanders such as Qiye and Yuan Wufeng, the Burial Immortal has begun to use the source of darkness to infect the creatures in various realms and turn these creatures into sacrifices.
In other words, the next Dark Festival is coming soon.
For a long period of time, the residents of Taiyin Shenxu spent their time in solemn depression.
About two hundred years later, a small group of capitulators appeared in Taiyin Shenxu, spreading rumors among the crowd that they would lose in the second decisive battle.
However, they were quickly suppressed by Yuan Wufeng and his men.
Since Chen Xuan had been in seclusion for a long time and did not show up, the work of appeasing people was left to Mengshan people, Di Yunli and others.
After the leader of the surrender faction was killed by Yuan Wufeng, Qiye personally came to Chen Xuan's retreat and planned to tell Chen Xuan the news.
When Qiye walked in, he was shocked by Chen Xuan's state.
I saw a very obvious strand of white hair growing out of Chen Xuan's head of black hair, hanging casually on his forehead, covering one eye.
Sensing the weakening of Chen Xuan's aura, Qiye walked quickly to Chen Xuan, his eyes full of concern: "Your origin is very turbulent, and the light vagina is strong and weak. Are you forcibly activating the book of time to travel?"
Only two hundred years have passed, and the Book of Time has not recovered to the point where it can be traveled at will.
"I saw...the future."
Chen Xuan spoke slowly, his voice hoarse.
Qiye's eyes moved slightly: "You accepted the proposal of those people before and went to the future to see the result of the second decisive battle?"
"We failed..." Chen Xuan said this feebly.
Qiye's tone suddenly turned cold and solemn: "Chen Xuan, you are our greatest hope. If you are unable to recover after seeing the result of failure, I will be the first one not to spare you!"
Chen Xuan raised his head and took a deep look at Qiye.
"I'm not desperate, I just hate that there is so little time. I am just a little bit closer to getting a glimpse of the nature of the universe."
Of course Qiye understood what Chen Xuan meant.
The more times he travels to the past and the future, the deeper Chen Xuan's understanding of time, space, and the nature of the universe becomes.
It's just that the travel distance this time was too short, and Chen Xuan forcibly activated the power of the Book of Time, which was very draining and burdening on his own origin.
Because of this, Chen Xuan was punished by time this time and his lifespan was forcibly cut in half.
Although the Holy King lives the same life as heaven and earth, the power of time can ignore the laws of heaven and earth. If Chen Xuan forcefully travels again, he will probably be obliterated by the power of time.
"Now you need to have a good rest and stop trying to activate the Book of Time. I'll go out and tell everyone that you're safe."
Qiye patted Chen Xuan on the shoulder and walked out of Yaju quickly.
Afterwards, Bei Gongxian, Yuan Wufeng and others also came in one after another to visit Chen Xuan.
Hearing Qiye say that Chen Xuan was fine, many monks in Taiyin Shenxu didn't quite believe it.
This impossible world had hosted hundreds of surviving forces from various realms. After more than three thousand years of development, many new factions had long since formed.
Some of the conservatives and pessimists heard that the Burial Immortal was constantly infecting living beings into dark sacrifices in the outside world, and their despair became more and more serious.
The universe is about to end, and the Burial Immortal will soon begin the second Dark Festival. These two facts are like two mountains weighing on everyone's heart.
One night seventy years later, Ji Wushuang flew out of Taiyin Shenxu to observe the celestial phenomena at night, pinched her fingers for divination, and after a moment said lightly: "The Return to Zero Era is coming..." At the same time, in Chen Xuan's retreat,
Yajuli.
A ray of time flashed by.
Chen Xuan decided to make the last shuttle trip.
This time, the Book of Time was forcibly activated, which almost exhausted Chen Xuan's lifespan.
Without anyone noticing, Chen Xuan, who had silver hair like snow, traveled through the corridor of time and went to an era that no one expected.
...If you could say one thing to your past self, what would you say?
Some people's answers are to study hard, or to confess to the girl they like, while others want to tell their former selves their lottery numbers or World Cup results.
Now, Chen Xuan also has such an opportunity, but he paid a high price.
In the mist of history, a cold and arrogant young man flew over the vast mountains and landed in front of a magnificent mountain gate with the two characters "Qingyang" engraved on it. Under the hostile eyes of his fellow disciples, he returned to the cave alone.
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As soon as he came in, the young man saw a mysterious man who looked exactly like him sitting at the table, drinking tea leisurely.
"Who the devil dares to pretend to be the Evil Emperor?"
