Everyone was shocked and speechless by this shocking scene.

The first one to take action was Shuishui Yaoguang. Before anyone else could react, she took Youxue, who had just walked to her side, and while being strongly suppressed, she decisively moved towards the source of the pressure - the giant tree.

The top flies away!

"Everyone, go up and have a look!"

Lou Wuchen woke up from a dream, his body and his clone looked at each other, and he flew up after Yun Hengguang without much suppression.

The ancient vicissitudes of tree bark stretched endlessly in front of everyone. They really couldn't imagine why there was such a huge oak tree, and they couldn't understand where it was hidden before. After flying over the tree trunk with an incalculable height,

They finally reached the source of the French Open pressure.

It was a tree nest between two huge branches. Under the terrifying scale of this oak tree, it already looked like a magnificent valley and synagogue. There was a certain place on the mountain wall on the edge of the valley that was different from the ordinary ones in other places.

Neat and flat, with a raised bark that resembles a human shape - or in other words, it is one that has almost been assimilated into the tree body...

People trapped in locks.

Shuishui Yaoguang watched all this warily, but Youxue behind her, after being stunned for a long time, suddenly rushed out and ran to the piece of bark with a vague human shape, and tremblingly stretched out her hand to touch the human shape.

The flower-like pattern on the cuffs, with an expression of disbelief on his face, murmured: "...Zi Wei, Tianzun?"

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Time seemed to have frozen at this moment.

Whether it was Lou Wuchen or Shui Yaoguang, they all stayed there for a while.

Ziwei Tianzun? More than 10,000 years ago

Ancient Shinto figure, Ziwei Tianzun?!

He, he just...

I don't know how long it took, but the human-shaped piece of tree bark finally trembled and opened the parts that could no longer be regarded as eyelids. It took longer than that to seal a certain tree seam that was indistinguishable from other seams.

He opened his lips and said hello in an almost unrecognizable voice:

Yo. Long time no see, there is snow...

...and a small building.

"Ziwei Tianzun? Ziwei Tianzun!" Youxue hurriedly sketched the outline of the human-shaped tree bark, trying to separate it from other barks, "Did you survive?!"

"It's not so much that he survived... cough." Ziwei Tianzun seemed to have adapted a little, but his voice still had the harsh noise of a hacksaw cutting sawdust, "It would be better to say that he was 'survived'...

…Ahem…”

"Tianzun?!"

The wooden face showed a hint of withered pain. Jiang Ruohuo and other tribe leaders saw this and wanted to step forward, but were stopped by Yaoguang's signal on the water.

Several people watched silently as Lou Wuchen walked forward and half-knelt in front of the human-shaped tree bark like Youxue.

"Ahem..." As if aware of Lou Wuchen's approach, Ziwei Tianzun opened his mouth again with difficulty, smiled reluctantly and said, "Thank you for your hard work on the journey through time and space. It's a pity..."

Ziwei Tianzun's words brought out truly deep and bone-deep pain: "It's too late... you came too late!"

"This world is hopeless!"

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——Are we already too late?

——I don’t know what’s going on outside. Have those idiots in Xiandao crossed the point of no return?

——Hello, Lou Wuchen?

...How many years have passed since the demise of Shinto?

Lou Wuchen's ears rang with the words of 'Ziwei Tianzun' in the illusion, and the free and easy but sad smile when he gave up asking about his age also appeared in front of his eyes. The phantom of Ziwei Tianzun can choose to disappear with hope for the future.

, but the real Ziwei Tianzun in front of him, after doing everything he could do, was imprisoned in such a body, burned by futile despair for how many years?

Youxue also looked at Ziwei Tianzun blankly. I wonder if it was because of seeing Youxue's reaction. Ziwei Tianzun sighed and continued to say sadly: "No, it's not that you are late... but that none of us are here."

I didn’t expect that after the victory of the Immortal Path, it would proliferate and expand at such a crazy speed, triggering spiritual silence in just a few thousand years..."

"Please wait!" Out of respect for this living legend, Shuishui Yaoguang remained silent and listened to Ziwei Tianzun's words, but after hearing this, he finally couldn't help but speak, "It is true that there are five thousand people in the Southern Wilderness.

Spiritual silence occurred seven hundred years ago, but it was stopped by the sixth generation head of the Immortal Sect at that time, so Central Continent outside the Southern Wilderness was not affected! Why do you say this world is hopeless?"

Shuishui Yaoguang's words made Ziwei Tianzun's rough bark face show a strange expression that looked like laughing and crying: "If the spiritual silence is really completed, there is still a glimmer of hope - it was he who stopped the spiritual silence.

, this world is completely hopeless."
Chapter completed!