Immediately afterwards, endless white light erupted with Zhao as the center. Matter, energy, time, space... everything melted under the white light.
Nothingness devours all things, and at the same time, all conscious beings clearly feel the entire process of being dissolved.
It seems like only a moment, but it seems like trillions of years.
Time has no meaning, only the feeling still exists.
With the mysterious existence in the unknown land, he originally thought that the overall situation was determined, but when the white light shined, he knew that he had miscalculated.
This kind of power is so terrifying. He himself has undoubtedly reached a certain end, but in the face of this kind of power, he is simply unable to resist.
He suddenly understood that if his power was "have", then the other party's power was "nothing", which was erasure, deletion, even if his writing filled all the space and occupied all, in this unreasonable situation
There is little room for resistance in front of something.
He is disappearing!
Not dead, but disappearing, and no trace will be found again.
...
"Zhao Cheng."
"Zhao Cheng."
"Zhao..."
In the pure white void, a few spiritual lights that have not yet been completely dissolved flicker, seeming to be calling.
In a daze, Zhao Xiaoxiang seemed to see Zhao Cheng curled up and sleeping in the pure white space.
She tried to wake her up, but her voice was so weak.
"This is?!"
Then, she discovered that she seemed to have lost her body and turned into a sword, which was somewhat similar to Kong Jie.
...
"There is nothing that is hard to come back from. The worst that can happen is that everything is reversed. How wrong can it be?!"
Wang Daoming smiled.
"It's time for you to wake up."
"Wake up? Am I not awake?!"
Zhao Cheng accurately grasped the key point and turned to look at Wang Daoming, feeling that there was something wrong with him.
Then, Wang Daoming suddenly kicked him, his movements were smooth and powerful, and he kicked him off the edge of the cliff in one go.
With good kicks, the opponent's martial arts training was not in vain.
This was Zhao Cheng's first thought, and then he thought, Oh no, I'm going to die.
I had never realized before that Lao Wang, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, turned out to be an evil person.
A strong feeling of falling hit him, and the scenery in his eyes moved even faster, but Zhao Cheng found that he had not landed yet.
At the same time, there seemed to be something in my heart that was about to emerge.
Then, purple-gold light burst out from his heart. That bit of purple gold seemed to be formed by concentrating all the purple and gold in the world.
In a daze, he saw a somewhat familiar panel.
"Tao Zun."
"Tao Zun."
...
He heard some familiar calls again, which seemed to be one person, then several people, and finally seemed to evolve into countless people.
Then, the call changed its tune again, just like the sacrifices of the ancient ancestors.
"Tao Zun, are you calling me?!"
Zhao Cheng's consciousness was a little blurry and he didn't know why he heard this.
At the same time, some fragmentary images flashed through his mind.
The dragon fights in the wild, its blood is black and yellow.
At the beginning of ancient times, who taught it...
At a certain moment, the world seemed to become an endless box with infinite layers, empty and vast, like a cage that could never be escaped.
"Zhao Cheng."
"Zhao Cheng."
"..."
I don’t know how much time passed before a very familiar voice sounded.
Zhao Cheng was confused and remembered that he was calling himself.
purple gold flower
At this moment, the light turned into platinum color. In the pure white space, Zhao Cheng opened his eyes at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, all the white color disappeared at this moment, and in the void, Zhao Cheng instinctively swung a sword.
Everything that disappeared is reversed at this moment, time, space..., past and future...
This is an incredible sword, and it is not even Zhao Cheng's swordsmanship at all.
Destruction is always countless times easier than creation, and such creation made Zhao Cheng immersed in it and infinitely moved.
However, although he wielded the sword, he could only scratch the surface of what it contained.
But although the world had recovered, all sentient beings had not. Zhao Cheng looked at the dead world and fell into deep thought.
Then, the countdown on the panel finally ended.
Silently, Zhao Cheng returned.
...
In the yard, Zhao Xiaoxiang had just become a swordsman, and his consciousness separated from the cave and returned to the physical body. At this time, Zhao Cheng had just taken out the black sword and put it back.
In the past, the journey spanning hundreds of years seemed to be just a dream, but Zhao Cheng knew that everything was real. The only problem was that because he had returned to the origin, his experience had been forgotten by him.
Completely forgotten.
This is undoubtedly a good thing. If he still remembers it, it means that he has also remembered the knowledge that was refined after he became the king, and it will cover his current knowledge.
This is the truth behind the saying that one certificate lasts forever.
Fortunately, he had forgotten all these, but he had a backup on the panel.
Studying these backups is naturally completely different from direct overwriting.
If we insist on describing it, direct coverage is equivalent to changing the system, and the roots have changed. Researching backup is to absorb knowledge and expand the system on the original system, but the roots have not changed.
Zhao Cheng looked at the panel and did not directly accept it in full. Instead, he first refined his own experience.
And in that period, after his own characteristics were out of control, he fell into the dream of Bangchang's previous life, which left Zhao with a question mark on his head.
He had encountered a similar fantasy dream before when he was checking through the barrier and completing his perspective.
If it was possible that the last time was an accident, then there was definitely something wrong with the second encounter.
Compared with Huanmeng, the existence of the captain of the No. 2 Transportation Brigade is secondary.
Of course, the other party's problems are also not trivial.
Then there's Sword Ancestor. After this trip, the opponent's body is even more foggy.
Undoubtedly, if he hadn't had this century-old journey, and if he had faced off against the No. 2 gangster in the future, the ending would probably not have been very happy.
Even if he wins in the end, he will lose all the familiar people and things.
The dead world before the return undoubtedly proved the cost of losing control.
At the same time, Zhao Cheng still had a feeling in his heart, that is, that sword should be able to restore all living beings, but in the end it was not as he felt.
Fortunately, everything came back in the end.
As for the future, Zhao Cheng is also clear.
Within three years, if you want to complete the ten pillars and become a king, you must use the ten pillars to prove yourself.
As for why it is three years, after three years, Wuluo will restart the ancient universe. If he does not prove the king, he will not be the opponent's opponent. If he does, but does not prove it with the ten pillars, such a king,
There will be no way to truly fight against the end of the world.
To put it simply, you just can’t get into the advanced version.
On the contrary, it is a matter for the captain of the No. 2 Transport Brigade. This is not urgent. As long as Wu Luo is not killed, when the opponent comes, he should be the one who wants to run away.
