Chapter 2901 The difference between the two worlds
In front of the God-Slaying Ancestral Hall, Shi Ying and the old God Emperor were waiting respectfully in front, standing in front of the ancestral hall like a horse with a sword drawn.
The old God Emperor's face was a little nervous, and his body was trembling faintly.
If it weren't for the vicious reputation of the one behind him, which now terrifies the divine land, he would never have dared to appear so blatantly.
The insect-consuming immortals stand majestically in heaven and earth, how many of them can die a good death?
Shi Ying on the side felt the fear of the old God Emperor, and couldn't help but whisper softly, "Great Priest, the God Abandoned Clan has been hiding in the darkness for too long."
“It’s okay to see the light occasionally!”
"You don't want us to die silently in the darkness!"
"Even if the blood flows into a river, even if it is lost in the years, but one day, standing in this world, facing the sun and the moon, the universe is bright, even if it is destroyed, it may not be so terrible!"
"What's more, if my god abandons our clan, we may not necessarily perish!"
Shi Ying's words made the old God Emperor fall into silence.
Behind him, the incomprehensible fairy voice made him even more silent.
Suddenly, the old God Emperor exhaled a breath and smiled.
That old body seemed to have been lifted off from an endless burden.
"Maybe, Shi Ying, you are right!"
"I'm old, and I've been dormant in the darkness for too long."
He looked at the God-Slaying Ancestral Palace. Once upon a time, he was like a stone infant, full of ambition after seeing the light.
But in the end, he was just like this, just like this today.
My body was bathed in the light, but what I felt was endless fear and deep cold.
Shi Ying was slightly startled. She took a deep look at the high priest and said no more.
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Behind the two of them, Mo Xiang put his finger on his lips.
"What's the time difference between the two worlds?" She seemed to be confused, and then she squatted down. On her palms, the imperial power condensed and turned into ice branches.
A thin layer of frost has also formed on the ground of this sacred city.
Mo Xiang drew outlines on the frost, still mumbling.
"The last time I came here, the little ruffian was only two hundred and eighty-one years old and had not yet entered the imperial realm!"
"This time, the little ruffian is five hundred and thirty-five years old."
"The last time I come, the little ruffian's grandfather is three hundred years old!"
"Last time again..."
After counting for a long time, Mo Xiang seemed to have faintly bulging veins on his forehead.
She crushed the ice branch, causing cracks.
"Forget it!"
She raised her head angrily and looked at Qin Xuan angrily, "I can't figure it out!"
Qin Xuan looked at the sketches in front of Mo Xiang, "It's not much different from what I guessed!"
Qin Xuan took a gentle breath and exhaled slowly.
The two realms of immortals and gods are not the relationship between immortals and mortals, nor are they the upper and lower realms.
It's like two completely different worlds. For example, it's like two completely different water tanks. The water in them is rotating over time.
In one water tank, no matter how fast the water flow rotates, it will not affect the other water tank at all.
But if the two water tanks are broken apart and connected to form a larger water tank, the rotation of the water flow in it will gradually become the same.
As the two worlds separate again, the flow of time in these two worlds will return to its original state.
No, there will naturally be some influence and perhaps some changes in this.
In the fairy world, time flows extremely fast. From the beginning of the fairy world to the present, only tens of thousands of years have passed in the divine world.
An era, to the world of gods, is only a few hundred years.
For the God Realm, the destruction of an era is not even as long as the longevity of a God Emperor.
There is a divine emperor, even
Having participated in more than one catastrophe, and on the road to becoming a God Emperor, looking back, I might see all the sentient beings in the vast immortal world, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"I didn't even calculate it, what did you guess!?"
Mo Xiang raised his head and asked curiously.
Qin Xuan smiled silently, looked at the God-Slaying Ancestral Hall, and stepped slowly.
During the great tribulation, the time in the two realms was the same, but after the great tribulation, the speed of time in the immortal world was hundreds, thousands, ten thousand times, or even millions or tens of millions times that of the divine world.
But even so, so what?
The fairy world lasts for a long time, but eventually generations of outstanding people fall and generations of creatures are destroyed.
It's like a prison. If you practice successfully within a hundred years, you can live forever and be considered immortal.
But being trapped in a cage for hundreds of millions of years, with only death ahead, is nothing but a tragedy.
Qin Xuan seemed to be above these two realms, looking at the creatures in these two realms...some gods entered the king's soil and found a way forward.
Some people are trapped at the bottom of a well forever, unable to see the vastness of the world.
Moreover, they would also encounter massacres from time to time.
The smile on Qin Xuan's face suddenly became stronger and a little sad.
There has never been any fairness in this world.
He should have been used to it long ago, but it was his turn to bear this fairness, and even if he was in a good mood, he would still be angry.
The heart is like a clear mirror, but it does not mean that the heart is like still water.
"Mo Xiang, in this era, you don't have to go back to the forbidden land again!"
Qin Xuan answered the question, "Wouldn't it be great to have a fairy city as a hometown?"
Mo Xiang jumped up from the ground, put his hands behind his back, and followed Qin Xuan, "Okay!"
"Do you really believe what I say!?"
Mo Xiang chuckled and patted Qin Xuan on the shoulder, "The great Emperor Immortal, don't just deceive me!"
"I believe you!"
Qin Xuan's feet paused slightly, and then he walked into the God-killing Ancestral Hall.
The God-Slaying Ancestral Palace has nine palaces and sixteen courtyards, most of which have been explored.
Like locusts passing through a country, everything they can take is taken away.
"There is only the last ancestral hall left, where a large number of gods have gathered!" Mo Xiang muttered, "Qin Xuan, you came a little late!"
"No problem!"
Qin Xuan took a step forward and headed directly towards the ancestral palace.
The gods around the ancestral palace have already received the news.
When they saw Qin Xuan's arrival, they all showed fear on their faces. Before Bai Yi arrived, the gods had already retreated.
There were even gods from the Giant God Clan who looked at Qin Xuan and did not dare to approach.
There are restrictions in this divine city. If the gods of the giant gods want to enter, they must condense their bodies. Otherwise, touching the restrictions will lead to an attack.
Even so, the gods of these giant gods are often thousands of feet tall, almost as high as the God-killing Ancestral Palace.
Qin Xuan, however, regarded the gods as nothing and headed towards the God-killing Ancestral Hall.
There was a god emperor who wanted to speak, but in the end, he was afraid and silent.
Qin Xuan just walked to the door of the ancestral palace in front of many gods.
You can see that in front of the ancestral hall, there is a shining light with some marks on it.
These gods have been trying to open this ancestral palace for a long time, but in the end, they all failed.
Qin Xuan looked at the gate of the ancestral palace, and in the eyes of many gods, his hands fell on the door.
"What does Immortal Immortal want to do!?"
"Could he be trying to push open the door of the ancestral palace with both hands?"
"It's ridiculous. I would like to see how this self-righteous Immortal Immortal can be hurt by the restrictions of the God-Slaying Ancestral Palace!"
"I thought that this Immortal Immortal was also a great hero of the generation, but now he is nothing more than that. This kind of move is too overestimating his own capabilities!"
Amid the secret words in the hearts of many gods, Qin Xuan's white-sleeved clothes slowly trembled.
The Immortal Emperor's power enters the palace gate.
boom!
The door of the main hall is roaring, and the white imperial power enters the restriction, as if blending in.
Qin Xuan used a little force to block the door of the ancestral palace that blocked many gods...