I don’t know anything anymore…

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After a long night and a long wait, Sha Qianchen, who couldn't wait any longer, walked around behind Beiming Yexuan.

"Beiming Yexuan, don't you want to break the power of God? Today, you have wasted your time in the basement library. Can you break the power of God? Do you want to find Yun Mo?"

Their current location is in the basement where many ancient books are stored.

Beiming Yexuan has been staying in the library pavilion since morning until today and has never left.

He read through countless books, ancient myths, ancient secret histories, and methods of using the power of ancient gods, but he could not find a way to resolve the power of gods.

If he knew that he would face a more powerful god in the future, he would definitely drive Long Chushang away and kill him.

He closed the book in his hand, turned around, looked at Sha Qianchen who was walking hard behind him, and said, "If you feel bored, you don't need to accompany me."

After Sha Qianchen heard this, a smile immediately appeared on his face: "Then I'll go find Tong Yao."

"Yeah." Beiming Yexuan lowered his head and hummed softly.

The medicine that Tong Yao gave him had already taken effect. The pain when he walked now was like being bitten by thousands of insects and ants. If his demon power hadn't been so strong that he suppressed the pain, he might have been injured continuously.

No matter how strong you are, you can't give up.

Walking slowly out of the basement.

Beiming Yexuan looked at his back with confusion on his face.

Sha Qianchen's figure had already drifted out of the library, but he stared at the door for a long time, until a gust of cool wind swept across his face, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

The cool breeze continued, and although it was light, it made strands of his hair fly.

The wind doesn't seem to be blowing forward, but from behind.

The library is built in the basement and is airtight. How can there be wind here?

He turned back and looked into the depths of the library.

The library is so big that you can't even walk through it in a month. There are all kinds of books.

When he looked at it like this at the moment, it was a vast expanse of white in the distance with no end. No matter how you looked at it, you just couldn't see through it at a glance.

Because he turned around, the cool breeze blew even harder. He turned sideways while writing, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally walked forward.

He found the library here to be incredible. The white fog became thicker as he went deeper, the temperature became lower and lower, and the cool breeze became stronger and stronger.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly stopped.

He looked around.

His body was almost submerged in the thick white mist.

He smelled the moisture of the white mist, as well as the faint strange smell. As he walked forward, the smell became stronger, like a rope pulling him forward.

He waved his hand and the white mist dispersed, but the road in front of him was still covered by the white mist.

He waved his hands and flew up from the ground, stepping on the fog and flying in the opposite direction against the cold wind.

After flying for a while, the strange aura became more and more familiar, so familiar that his heart beat faster. He increased his speed. He thought he was almost at the end, but a ray of divine light suddenly lit up from the ground, forming a golden streak~

A colorful light curtain rose from the ground to the sky, pushing the flying Beiming Yexuan ten feet away.

Beiming Yexuan's feet landed on the ground and slid two or three feet on the ground before he stopped.

Looking at the sparkling light curtain, Beiming Yexuan said coldly: "Is there really a problem?"
Chapter completed!