We Are Your Future Selves
To become an immortal is to live alone on a solitary mountain, signifying a life far removed from the mortal world, enduring hardship and loneliness, and experiencing various life-and-death trials.
But in the end, it ended up like this...
After many years of cultivation, enduring birth, old age, sickness, and suffering, and with all their contemporaries dead, a few of them managed to return by sheer luck and difficulty. Now, after paying a heavy price to break through the veil and finally set foot on the land of the Real World, the three of them were directly strangled.
The two who fled to a distant place felt a deep sense of sorrow. They were once among the Transcendent Immortals, high and mighty gods, but now their companion had met such an end.
This is unbelievable. Hundreds of years ago, before they entered the political arena, they could still command the wind and rain and change dynasties single-handedly.
"Mythology really is just a dream!"
The two felt dejected and incredibly lonely, but they did not stop and instead fled into the depths of the mountains and forests.
Unfortunately, their chances were slim. Wang Xuan caught up in his Flying Boat, moving even faster than them, and once again waved the God Slaying Banner in his hand.
Despair gripped them as golden patterns intertwined and spread into the void. Despite their utmost efforts—fleeing to the heavens and the earth, burning their primordial spirits to push their speed to the limit—they were still grazed by the golden patterns.
The spirit of the person who flew away disappeared in half, and then was instantly covered by the bright red cassock that Old Chen conjured, and was captured alive.
The person who sank deep underground lost half of his body, and his primordial spirit was about to collapse; it was a truly tragic sight.
Old Chen waved his Five-Colored Feather Fan, and with a bang, the mountain exploded, revealing a huge crater. The crimson cassock descended like a fiery cloud, pulling the man back as well.
Within the robes, the remaining primordial spirits of the two were also about to disintegrate, and it seemed they wouldn't live much longer.
The main reason is that the price they pay for crossing over into new fields is too high, leaving them in their weakest state. Back then, when Zhou Chong returned from Yuanchi Mountain, he rested for two days and two nights before daring to show his face.
"How pathetic and lamentable! Can we be considered gods?" One person shook his head, not out of anger, but out of a deep-seated despair.
Wang Xuan didn't rush to make a move, sensing that emotion.
Another person spoke up, "There is a terrible problem in the world. The Mysterious Matter is receding, hiding a deep malice that is watching us from the shadows. The fate of the Transcendent Immortals is destined to be tragic."
Ever since they learned that the extraordinary would decay and everything would be back to square one, they have been trying to Change Fate.
Unfortunately, in the end they were horrified to discover that the whole world seemed to be an illusion, and they had been having a long dream.
"When they wake up, all the gods will realize that they are nothing but bubbles, and becoming an immortal is just a dream!"
Ordinary people live out their lives peacefully, and when they die, everything is gone. But they wake up from their dreams, experience pain, and their lives are corrected in this world.
"The gods who once stood tall in the heavens are actually quite pathetic."
The two men didn't target Wang Xuan and Chen Yongjie; they just muttered to themselves, disappointed and desperate with the world. As they faced death, they seemed to have grasped the deep malice of the world.
"What is the point of you repeating our path in the final, decaying stage of mythology?" Finally, the two looked at Wang Xuan and Old Chen.
Wang Xuan's feelings were complicated. He was no longer so hostile towards them. Putting himself in their shoes, if he were to encounter such a thing after all his cultivation, he would indeed feel chilled and filled with sorrow.
"Where are the gods and immortals? At the end of the road, with dreams fading away, this kind of life is too failure and bleak." A figure faded and was about to disappear.
Old Chen also felt a bit uneasy. Three years from now, or even further into the future, is this what their lives will be like? Extraordinary and unparalleled, if they insist on moving forward, it seems destined to be all for naught.
He put away his robe and released the two men; without him even lifting a finger, they wouldn't last long.
Wang Xuan said, "Shall we have a talk? Before today, there was no deep-seated hatred between us."
"We are struggling to cross the river; there are some things we have no choice in," one person said calmly.
Chen Yongjie said, "In this life, who isn't struggling to cross the river? Right now, the tycoons are terrified, worried about losing everything they have. Transcendent Immortals are anxious about the future. We are caught in the middle of various complex forces, and we are also struggling to cross the river."
"Due to differing stances, perhaps one day, some Transcendent Immortals will become tycoons, while I will become the last cultivator after the complete decay of mythology, unable to see the future. Therefore, we can talk calmly now, put aside our prejudices, and not be adversaries to each other."
Wang Xuan spoke up, wanting to understand the Old Testament, to comprehend the path of spiritual practice from its source, and to see what was happening deep within the curtain of time.
"In the distant past, the Transcendent Immortals carried out the old covenant. Everyone agreed to abide by the agreement and ascend to immortality. This was a consensus. Those who remained in the mortal realm would perish. The five signs of decay of the celestial beings and the corruption of their primordial spirits would gradually appear."
"Only the most powerful figures behind the Great Curtain, or the immortals of the most ancient times, know the details. The Old Testament was a choice made out of necessity."
The two Dao Body blurred and were dissipating. At this moment, they felt no hatred, only helplessness and a sense of desolation.
"We are who we are now, and we will be who we are in the future."
In an instant, they turned to ashes.
Wang Xuan and Chen Yongjie sighed softly, showing no excitement after killing the enemy. They shook their heads; the dead were all once immortals, so it was indeed a tragic situation.
"The beings behind the Great Curtain are currently hostile to us, but who knows, one day the Transcendent Immortals from another faction might cooperate with us and become our allies," Chen Yongjie said.
Wang Xuan nodded and said, "Yes, for example, the Sword Immortal's camp, and the Female Daoist practitioner... their methods don't seem to be very intense. There may be contact with them soon."
There is no absolute right or wrong in this world, and nothing and no one remains unchanged.
Not long ago, he was at war with the wealthy Sun family, and now he's facing off against Transcendent Immortals. Who knows what tomorrow will bring?
Despite their resounding victory, the two were disheartened and not in high spirits, as the last words of the two deceased had indeed touched them.
Chen Yongjie spoke up, "If you can no longer cultivate, what are your plans? I plan to open a martial arts school and become a fighter. I'll find my way slowly; in the end, I'm still unwilling to accept this."
"The Transcendent Immortals haven't given up yet. It seems there's still a possibility. We can't be pessimistic now; we still need to improve ourselves," Wang Xuan said.
After the Transcendent Immortals vanished, besides leaving behind some broken weapons, there was also a crystal-clear silk thread and a fishing hook.
Wang Xuan walked over and put it away.
There is no elixir of heaven here. This is just a bait to lure Wang Xuan. Without him, this thing is useless. Those people need his Inner Scenery Realm to escape the Old Testament.
Huang Kun gave the problematic fishing line to Wang Xuan, asking him to find the fishing hook—it was all a ruse. Just as Wang Xuan and Old Chen had guessed earlier, the real intention was to get to him.
Although there is no elixir of life now, it might be useful if we encounter Higher Mental World in the future.
The two left, departing from the collapsed Golden Peak Mountain.
Old Chen parted ways with Wang Xuan on the road, as he was going to continue searching for the other half of the Lotus Seed.
When the dense Super Material dissipated, various detectors approached the mountainous area again to capture the truth, but found nothing but ruins.
"Primordial Plan has been launched, and we are ready to leave at any time!" Some large conglomerates were discussing this in secret.
They didn't know the specifics yet, but they felt that with such a powerful presence, the Transcendent Immortals would most likely kill Wang Xuan and appear in the mortal world.
Some tycoons are preparing to abandon the New Star and escape into deep space, into places devoid of myths and legends, following their previously prepared retreat route.
As long as they can hide for three years and remain isolated from the supernatural, they will still be in charge of everything when they return.
Some financial tycoons were originally determined to fight the Transcendent Immortals to the death, and were even developing Star Annihilator. However, the recent battles against the Celestials have somewhat shaken their confidence.
They can destroy planets, but they are helpless against those spiritual entities, and it's impossible to defend against them. They can't just destroy New Star in one fell swoop, can they?
Golden Peak Mountain is silent. Have the Transcendent Immortals arrived?
What about Wang Xuan? Is he dead? People are waiting for the answer.
Half an hour later, people were astonished to find that Wang Xuan had emerged from the forest, looking calm and relaxed, approaching Yucheng City as if taking a stroll.
The outside world was immediately in an uproar. Even with all the commotion caused by the Transcendent Immortals, they hadn't killed him.
He was unharmed, his clothes were neat, and not a single strand of his hair was disheveled; he appeared remarkably calm and composed.
What about those immortals who vowed revenge? Their telepathic communication shook the entire Yucheng City area; many people heard it.
"Wang Xuan has won again! Even when facing Transcendent Immortals, he didn't die. It seems he handled it with great ease!"
The outside world was in an uproar. No one expected this outcome. Even the legendary mythical creatures couldn't do anything to him.
Many people want to know what earth-shattering battle occurred when Super Material boiled, the Sky Eye was blinded, and detectors malfunctioned in large numbers.
At Wangyue Cliff, a white-clothed woman was astonished that the young man from New Star had actually survived unharmed.
In a villa, Zhou Chong looked rather pathetic, sitting atop Silver Bell, his spiritual form dim. He frowned. Was that young superhuman he had once considered recruiting actually so valiant? There was something seriously wrong with him!
He immediately thought of the lost God Slaying Banner and his mind was immediately on it!
"Old Wang, this is defying the heavens! Even the gods behind the Great Curtain can't do anything to him. I'm completely convinced!" Zhong Cheng was shocked.
After receiving the news, some high-ranking members of the Sun family were speechless for a long time. Was Wang Xuan really that fierce?
"Don't clash with him now. It's a rare opportunity; he's opposed to the Transcendent Immortals. Let them fight. We'll just watch quietly for now!"
The image of Wang Zhi's disdain for others has resurfaced and attracted widespread attention, sparking heated discussions online.
Of course, the big conglomerates' focus isn't on this. Their question is whether or not to execute the Primordial Plan now. Should they retreat decisively, or wait and see how things develop?
On that day, the world seemed to tremble slightly, and then a strange sight appeared, leaving everyone speechless.
On every life-bearing planet, not limited to New Star or Old Earth, in the deep space of the universe, wherever there are myths and legends, and ancient places that were once Supernatural Planet, unusual celestial phenomena have appeared.
The curtain appears, reflecting the reality that is very close to its corresponding world, as if separated only by a hazy halo.
Some of the curtains were connected by passageways, but now they are beginning to break apart.
Then, the hazy world within the curtain dimmed at a visible speed, and in an instant, all the curtains extinguished half of the territory.
The beings behind the Great Curtain were shocked and horrified. This was a dramatic change, and this day had come far too quickly. Why had the process accelerated?
Moreover, even the once-renowned place of death has undergone terrible changes.
For example, the golden ocean that Wang Xuan saw on New Star Cold Mist Mountain and the bubbles containing strange creatures disappeared completely and were never seen again.
In the depths of space, in the land of the dead that Wang Xuan had once entered, the Ferryman sat on the Ascension Divine Bamboo Boat, his hair standing on end.
He suddenly looked up at the sky, but where was the moon? It had disappeared.
Then, the next moment, his scalp tingled, and the moon reappeared, but it was dripping blood and even blinked twice.
He almost jumped up and ran away. The moon in the sky above the dead was actually an unimaginably huge eyeball? Or rather, a silvery-white pupil, now dripping blood!