3585. Chapter three thousand five hundred eighty-five fate!
The middle-aged man opened his mouth and let out a long sigh.
"Is fate really unchangeable?"
Qin Yu was stunned when he heard this, and asked: "Fellow Taoist, what are you talking about?"
However, the middle-aged man listened with confusion and just said in a melancholy tone: "Chaos was opened, all spirits were born, chaos is the mother of all things, heaven and earth come from chaos... So where is the boundary of chaos?"
Qin Yu couldn't understand the middle-aged man's words more and more, but he still said: "Fellow Taoist, what exactly do you want to say?"
The middle-aged man sighed again.
"So for those of us who were born in chaos, is it also a fate to be confined to chaos?"
Qin Yu's pupils suddenly condensed and he subconsciously took a step back.
It's not because of the middle-aged man's words.
It was because when he said this sentence, his expressionless face moved slightly and looked in the direction of Qin Yu.
Although he had spoken to Qin Yu before, Qin Yu felt that he was not a living creature at all, and that he was simply talking to himself.
But the last sentence gave Qin Yu the feeling that he was really asking questions to himself and Qin Yu in front of him!
"Who are you?" Qin Yu came back to his senses and asked sharply.
However, the middle-aged man just looked at Qin Yu deeply with his empty eyes.
The next moment, his lifeless body suddenly collapsed and turned into the water of the underworld again, falling into the boundless ocean, causing waves of water splashes.
Qin Yu was shocked and rushed forward quickly, but could no longer find any trace, as if he had completely integrated into the sea of underworld.
"What's going on?" Qin Yu was confused.
This middle-aged man didn't look like a living creature at all, but his last words made Qin Yu feel that he really had consciousness and was talking to Qin Yu.
But no matter how Qin Yu sensed it, or even rushed directly into the water to look for it, he could no longer see the middle-aged man.
In order to see if the middle-aged man would appear again, he waited at the same spot for several days, but there was no movement at all. Then he gave up and continued flying forward with full of doubts.
This time, only seven or eight days into the flight, Qin Yu once again noticed a ripple on the sea ahead.
His heart tightened and he flew over without hesitation.
As he approached, a figure slowly emerged from the water.
Qin Yu was immediately happy, but then he was shocked.
The figure that appeared was not the middle-aged man before, but a strange old man wearing shabby linen clothes.
The old man's beard and hair were all white, his body was stooped, and he looked very frail.
"Who is this?" Qin Yu frowned.
Like the middle-aged man, the old man's eyes were empty and looked very scary.
But this time, the old man did not speak. He just looked at Qin Yu deeply with his empty eyes, and then his figure dispersed again and disappeared into the sea of darkness.
Qin Yu was left standing alone on the sea, confused in his heart.
He knew that there was no trace to be found and it would be useless to stay for a long time, so he did not stop and continued flying forward.
"Maybe we'll meet again."
With this thought in mind, as expected, a few days later, ripples appeared again on the water ahead.
Just when Qin Yu wanted to get closer, the water surface exploded!
Immediately afterwards, the entire surrounding sea of the underworld began to fluctuate uneasily, and in an instant, huge waves set off.
In Qin Yu's surprised eyes, he saw the waves of the boundless waves gathering together, turning into a dragon-headed tiger body with two wings on its back, a huge beast tens of thousands of miles in size!
Although he still couldn't feel any breath, Qin Yu felt an extremely powerful oppressive force just from the figure of this ferocious beast.
This oppressive force is like the instinctive fear generated by a weak little beast when faced with a ferocious tiger or leopard.
The ferocious beast stood on the sea, looked up to the sky and let out a... silent roar——
Yes, Qin Yu thought it would be deafening, but its roar made no sound.
From a distance, Qin Yu noticed that the eyes of this ferocious beast were equally empty.
It seems that the ferocious beast itself is the same existence as the two people before.
Sure enough, after roaring, the huge figure of the ferocious beast instantly collapsed and turned into the giant waves of the underworld again, blending into the sea.
And the monstrous waves calmed down in just a few breaths, as if nothing had happened.
Qin Yu frowned and looked at the calm sea.
It is indeed the source of the Styx, and the weirdness here far exceeds Qin Yu's imagination.
But at this moment, he remembered what the Son of the Abyss said before entering the whirlpool.
"Many powerful beings melted into the River Styx, leaving traces behind. Don't be too surprised no matter what you see..."
Qin Yu murmured.
Could it be that this ferocious beast, and the middle-aged man and old man before it, are the imprints left by powerful beings in the River Styx as the Son of the Abyss said?
If so, it makes sense. These existences are obviously not real living creatures, but more like some kind of phantom or memory.
But is it really just a mark? He recalled what the middle-aged man seemed to have said to Qin Yu at the end.
"Forget it, if you can't figure it out, stop thinking about it." Qin Yu shook his head and brushed the confusion away from his mind.
He is not here to explore mysteries and solve puzzles. No matter what these things are, as long as they do not threaten him, then there is no need to pay too much attention to them.
He didn't have time to waste time now.
After thinking about it, Qin Yu continued flying.
As expected, such phenomena often occur in the Underworld Sea. After flying for only a few months, he has seen it many times. Different figures emerge from the Underworld Sea... or it is not just people, there are also ferocious beasts, and some Qin Yu has never seen before.
A strange existence in the past.
Some of them had no response to Qin Yu, and some would say some words that were difficult for Qin Yu to understand. This made Qin Yu even more convinced that these things were probably what the Son of the Abyss said, the marks left by powerful beings in the River Styx.
Even though it is powerful to a certain extent, such as a master-level existence, which has no birth or death and transcends the concept of life and death, it is still inevitable to fall.
For example, the founder, the owners of the tombs in the Tomb of Gods and Demons, or the legendary first generation of gods and demons who died in the restricted area of gods and demons.
Beings as powerful as the first generation of gods and demons, or the Cangtian Ancestor who transformed into the way of heaven, these extremely powerful existences are bound to pass away. In this chaos, nothing seems to be truly eternal.
