One by one, the Taboo experts stopped, their eyes moving with intent. Han Qiu turned back to look at Gu Que and shook his head helplessly.
Gu Que swallowed his saliva and felt a little embarrassed. He and Han Qiu still maintained the tacit understanding they had before. He could see that Han Qiu was really helpless.
Presumably, Han Qiu meant that she could defeat other people?
Thinking about it carefully, everyone else was injured, but she was the only one who was safe.
If the fight continues like this, the others will slowly be eliminated, but Han Qiu will eventually win.
Damn it, no wonder these bastards stopped when they heard what I said. It turns out they have figured this out.
Damn, I seem to be doing a disservice.
But Han Qiu said slowly: "I have no objection."
The most important thing is her opinion, because everyone can feel her terror, she said so, and of course others nodded in agreement.
"Just open it!"
Han Qiu raised his right hand, and a stream of pure vitality shot towards the sky and poured into the recording crystal.
The ancient recording crystal had been dimmed for who knows how many years, and now it finally shines brightly again.
The light shines all around, but no patterns or pictures appear in the recording crystal.
"What's going on?"
Just as a voice sounded, the three ancient stars suddenly twisted, and surging vitality began to appear.
Dozens of taboo powerhouses quickly retreated and looked at the three big stars across the galaxy. They saw the white light of the recording crystal illuminating them, and the hazy world finally became clear.
"It's impossible..."
"This is......"
Everyone around them stared wide-eyed, almost unable to believe the scene in front of them. In front of them, they saw three great stars slowly rotating, exuding endless vitality.
Above the stars is a lush green forest, with ancient trees towering into the sky, and countless types of plants, sparse or dense, growing abundantly on the earth.
The land may be thousands of miles of plains, or it may be filled with mountains, or it may be rolling hills, or it may be covered with swamps.
The great rivers are criss-crossed like nets, the waterfalls and deep pools are like stars, the white clouds are floating, the canyons are deep, the cliffs are steep, and the sword's edge touches the sky.
These rivers and mountains are so magnificent, so shocking, and so full of vitality.
There are countless beasts and insects roaming around in the forest, feeding on each other, competing with each other, and practicing the cruel laws of the jungle.
There are countless birds in the sky, flocking in groups, screaming loudly, and full of joy.
From time to time, a long roar was heard, and a giant dragon flew up from the forest, sweeping across the sky proudly.
At the same time, a blood phoenix rose from nowhere, with wings hanging from the sky, covering thousands of miles.
"A perfect world!"
“So vibrant!”
Everyone couldn't help but marvel at his origin, and then, wisdom began to be born.
Race after race began to have ideas, began to worship, began to record, began to transform and build.
Animals learned to breathe and practice, and humans began to appear.
Writing was invented, civilization was born, simple houses sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, flames were lit, and sacrifices began.
Demons are born, demons are born, totems are born, gods are born.
These ancestors created each cultivation system and created one great civilization after another.
Cultivators are born in batches, and strong men dominate the world, destroying heaven and earth at every turn.
The world was conquered, with many buildings and prosperous fairy palaces, and a great and prosperous age came.
Enjoyment is extravagant, the literati are like crucian carps crossing the river, the poets are famous forever, and the ancient gods have long been forgotten.
Everyone witnessed the entire history of a civilization from its birth to its peak, and the shock in their hearts was unparalleled.
Just by doing so, they saw changes. What changes were they?
After civilization reached its peak, it began to wither, the fertility rate dropped, vitality became thinner, there were fewer and fewer strong people, and the wheel of life became shorter and shorter.
The ancient trees are withering, and birds and animals are gradually unable to adapt and are beginning to become extinct.
Food production decreased, and there was not enough food to share among the people. Troubled times and wars came.
Killings, blood, wars, power, and the once carefree life are all gone. If you want to survive in this cruel world, you must become strong.
War after war, civilization after civilization, the stars are visibly old, and the earth is visibly fragile.
The silence has begun.
The vitality is getting thinner, there are fewer and fewer strong people, the great civilization can no longer have soil, there are separatist warlord forces everywhere, the time for changing dynasties is getting shorter and shorter, and the frequency is getting faster and faster.
In the end, the vitality was almost gone, and so were the cultivators.
There are no more monsters, no more gods, no more strong men, everything has become mortal.
What does "everything" mean? It means that it is controlled by heaven and earth, controlled by all things. Natural disasters and man-made disasters can easily take away lives.
But as the world becomes increasingly depleted and disasters occur frequently, how can life resist it?
So people are gone, animals are gone, and even life is gone.
The world is finally clean, with only soil and stones left, as well as traces of the life that once existed.
The light, I don’t know when it disappeared.
No one knows when the three stars returned to their original appearance.
No, it's not the original appearance. Just now everyone has seen what they used to look like.
What does this feel like?
shudder!
Not bad! Just chilling!
Because everyone seems to have seen the future of the Ten Thousand Worlds, and there seems to be no way to avoid it.
It turns out that dryness is a process that all the world will go through?
Will civilization eventually die?
All the people were so depressed, their expressions were solemn and they couldn't help but sigh.
Emperor Chao left behind no so-called techniques or great avenues, but a complete and lonely road.
Lan Yue's face turned a little pale and she couldn't help but hug Gu Que tightly. She was a little scared. This fear came from the past history and the unknown future.
Gu Que hugged her, gently stroked her long hair, and whispered: "Do you know the dimension?"
Lan Yue nodded and said: "Our dimension has been around for tens of billions of years. Who knows what was there tens of billions of years ago?"
Gu Que smiled and said: "It is the folded time and space and the endless Hongmeng. Before the Hongmeng, there is the previous dimension."
"Maybe every time of silence is a dimension. After the dimension, everything new begins again."
"This is the way of the rotation of yin and yang. The end of life is death, and the end of death is life again."
Lan Yue said in a trembling voice: "But I'm so afraid of death. When I think about dying, I'll lose everything, and I won't know anything anymore, I'm so scared."
Gu Que's eyes exuded an inexplicable light. He held up Lan Yue's face, looked into her crystal eyes, and said slowly: "But do you know? The number of Dayan is fifty, and its use is forty-nine, and it will still return after all.
There’s something strange about it!”
"When something unexpected happens, what can't be achieved?"
His tone was calm, gentle, but full of determination.
Lan Yue couldn't understand what he was saying, but she could see Gu Que's eyes and understand his tone.
Her heart seemed to melt, and she cried: "Asshole, I love you so much."