New Chapter: Time to Fight for the Future Again

Wang Xuan looked up, took a step, and traversed the heavens with his physical body, carrying sword light and stepping on five-colored Super Material, directly to the outside of the Old Earth.

After many years, such a tremendous commotion reappeared, which ordinary people could not perceive, but he, as the Master of Nurturing Life, sensed it immediately.

In the outer space of Old Earth, clusters of sacred flames, from near to far, spread like a secluded path into the dark depths of the universe.

The Life Pool appeared in his hand, and he walked forward. Was this a deliberate attempt to lure him here?

As they approached, clusters of flames and streams of light fell, as if a soft veil had been draped over the cold Cosmic Void.

He frowned because he had witnessed the birth, aging, sickness, and death of those around him. Some of these he had experienced himself, and even now, seeing them made his heart heavy.

As he delved deeper, he not only saw that Zhong Cheng and Zhong Qing died soon afterward, but Chen Yongjie, Qing Mu, and Old Zhong would also pass away... scene after scene, silent yet deeply oppressive to him.

In this great era, even the extraordinary have fallen into oblivion and perished. In the end, there are no more Transcendent Immortals remains.

The Death Qi, filled with a silent melancholy that made it hard to breathe, as if one were about to suffocate.

"Gu Jin, didn't you leave?" Wang Xuan asked. In this world, who else could deceive his divine sense and make the "scene" so realistic?

Only in ancient and modern times, back then, he became trapped in the special scenarios it created.

Sure enough, the light faded, and luminous traces appeared, like ancient and modern footprints, one after another, leading to the vast Cosmic Void.

"Life is but a dream; whoever takes it seriously loses." This is a saying from ancient times to the present.

Wang Xuan gazed at the starry sky and looked at these glowing footprints. Suddenly, he was shocked. Could it be that the past and present have always been in this universe?

His ears were ringing, and his blood was rushing like a raging river. To him, it was like thunder tearing through the dark night sky.

Were all the life-and-death separations he experienced over the years just a dream?

In the past, ever since he set foot on the moon and searched for the past and present, he was immersed in such a terrifying scene that he has never truly come out of it.

He has always lived within a grand "scene" created by the past and present.

Wang Xuan fell silent, then sighed softly and shook his head. Perhaps it was because too many people around him had died, making the situation too heavy, that he subconsciously harbored a longing, a hope that none of this was real.

However, after calming down, he became convinced that all the experiences were real.

"Is this the mark you left behind?" Wang Xuan asked, revealing the truth.

"Yes, a generation the Vanished, experiencing joys and sorrows, the vicissitudes of life. They have all gone through what they were meant to experience," said the mark of the past and present.

A hundred years have passed since the end of the extraordinary era. No one needs to preach to us; only those who have experienced it can understand its weight and gain the deepest understanding.

When the century comes to an end, those who are still alive after this era will look back on the past, remembering the separations and deaths, the unforgettable memories, and want to speak but will find themselves speechless.

A century the Vanished, and after another year of reflection, the marks of the past and present have finally emerged.

"Would you like to come with me this time?" Gu Jin asked.

Wang Xuan spoke up, "You can see the future, leave your mark, and have been waiting for this day all along? Let me take a few treasures with me to conquer the world."

"What should be let go of has been let go of," Gu Jin said.

It continued, "Just like back then, others must become immortals before they can embark on their journey, but I allow you to bring your blood relatives even if your cultivation level is insufficient."

Wang Xuan looked at the ancient and modern footprints in the silent outer space and said, "I'll ask you again, just like back then: can you guarantee they'll survive?"

"To be honest, I'm not confident. My adversaries are too strong; only immortals and demons could survive. Even if I teleport your blood relatives to a peaceful area, it might be deduced that there are unparalleled experts guarding against me."

Wang Xuan remained silent; his wife and children were not even superhumans.

"My friend hasn't reached the level of Ascension to Immortality either. Although he's not my blood relative, he's closer than family. If someone is willing to go with you, could you take him along and send him to a peaceful area?"

"No, I'll only make an exception for you," Gu Jin replied, as if following some procedure. The principle was too strict, and there was no relaxation of the conditions.

"Then you don't need to come looking for me," Wang Xuan said.

"Come back here next year at this time. More than a hundred years have passed. My original form may have changed. I am just a remnant of it from back then." After Gu Jin finished speaking, all traces disappeared.

This forbidden item is truly powerful. Even after a hundred years, it still manifests its extraordinary abilities in this universe, remaining mysterious and unpredictable.

The scene of the outer space of Old Earth is not a figment of imagination, nor is it merely a manifestation on a spiritual level; this time, the "scene" has been realistically captured by the space probe.

The news caused an uproar in the collapsed Supernatural World. The Transcendent Immortals and gods who had been reduced to mortals were all shocked. A small number of them were even trembling, as if they had grasped at the last straw.

Ordinary people are also surprised that the myth has been extinguished for so long, yet its afterglow still shines.

On that day, the outside world tried to contact Wang Xuan through various means. The extraordinary individuals were extremely anxious, as this concerned their life, death, and future.

Many of the Transcendent Immortals who didn't leave back then have changed their minds. As their hair turns white and old age, sickness, and death approach day by day, they are willing to risk their lives.

Wang Xuan truthfully told him that the ancient and modern times would reappear around this time next year, but he didn't know whether it would guide the Transcendent Immortals.

In the quiet room, only Wang Xuan and Zhao Qinghan were there. Seeing her graying hair and the wrinkles around her eyes, Wang Xuan took her hand.

Over the years, their hair has turned white together, but Zhao Qinghan knows very well in her heart that he just wants to stay young with her and grow old together.

"It said the same thing as before, nothing has changed. I still choose not to leave and will stay in this universe," Zhao Qinghan whispered.

She was unwilling to leave. For her, immortality was no longer important; everything she needed to cherish was here, right before her eyes.

Wang Ye, Wang Xin, and Wang Hui did not embark on the path of cultivation, and now they are all old and not extraordinary individuals. She still wants to see them often.

No matter how old they are, she will always remember them as they were in their childhood. She cares about them deeply, worries about them, and even feels heartbroken when she sees their gray hair. Such lovely children have grown old and will one day leave this world.

"Ask the three of them," Wang Xuan said.

After receiving the call, Wang Ye, Wang Xin, and Wang Hui all rushed over quickly. Even if someone had something to do at New Star, they all returned to the airport immediately.

"Mom, we're not leaving!"

"Dad, we know you're an exception, that you've made it this far. If you have to leave, we'll miss you...we'll stay with Mom."

The three spoke sincerely, with a hint of sadness, and all stayed with Zhao Qinghan, shaking their heads and refusing to leave.

"We also have descendants, none of whom have embarked on the path of spiritual practice. They are not suited to leave their homeland, and at the same time, we really don't want to leave."

"We experienced the Transcendent Travel, the realms of the underworld—the so-called myths, the lives of immortals and demons—in our childhood. Dad, you took us to the Peach Garden, to the Mount Buzhou Guanghan Palace, to Mount Buzhou, and even had our bodies traverse the Milky Way." Wang Xin recalled, her joy turning to sorrow, "Actually, immortality means nothing to us. Being together as a family, those warm scenes, those beautiful memories, are what last forever. Dad, will you forget us one day? Will we gradually fade from your long life's memories?"

"Never! You are the closest people to me, and in my eyes, the past, present, and future will never change." Wang Xuan placed his hand on her shoulder, looking at his daughter's sadness. He was filled with emotion. In his eyes, the three of them still seemed like lively teenagers, still babbling children, but now they all looked old.

"I will always be with you," Wang Xuan said.

Wang Ye's youngest child loves adventure and really wants to go see the Supernatural Great Universe, but his father almost broke both his legs.

"If you don't practice the Old Arts, you're not a cultivator. Are you going to feed the monsters? You wouldn't even be enough for a prehistoric bird to swallow whole! Even if you land on a technological planet, do you want to be crushed by the Mechanical Race, by those Mechanical Beasts, with a single claw? The Neighboring Great Universe is Supernatural World, not the movie theater next door!"

"If Gu Jin is willing to take away those below the Transcendent Immortals, I want to leave," Liu Huaian said, his stance unwavering.

Wang Xuan has already explained the specifics. If Gu Jin really appears around this time next year, he is prepared to have a good talk with it.

"I'm going too!" Old Zhong said. Although gods and demons lay dead and Immortal Blood was everywhere in front of him, there was no way back. It was time for him to fight for his future at the cost of his life.

"Master, I will stay with you and take care of you. If you stay, I will stay; if you leave, I will leave." Qing Mu looked at Chen Yongjie.

Actually, among the group, Qing Mu looked the oldest. He probably didn't have much time left, far less than Old Chen, but he treated Chen Yongjie like a father.

Afterwards, he went to Huang Ming's Zh Xian Tea House...

New Star, the Zhong family, Wang Xuan came to visit Zhong Cheng, who was getting old and losing his Essence, Qi, and Spirit; his condition was getting worse and worse.

"You've come. Are you here to see us off?" The Little Zhong from back then is now all white-haired. She looks at Wang Xuan, and memories of the past resurface in her mind—memories of her the Vanished youth.

The old Old Zhong's study, now owned by a different person, remains antique and displays many mythical items, but all the extraordinary treasures have become ordinary and are no longer mystical.

Looking at the aging siblings, Wang Xuan said, "You must try your best to live. There might be a turning point in a year, provided you are willing to take the risk. Doing so might mean that you die in a foreign land soon after leaving this universe."

"We are not immortals or demons. Can people below the Transcendent Immortals leave as well? I am willing!" Zhong Cheng sat up from the special bed chair, a glimmer of light appearing in his cloudy old eyes. At this moment, he looked just like Old Zhong.

Wang Xuan injected some Supernatural Factor into them again to help them refine them.

A century has passed, and the mythical matter he hastily collected from the Supernatural Great Universe has been almost depleted, with very little left.

Those classmates, those friends, all had their bodies cleansed by him; the children of those acquaintances, and even his own children, had all been baptized.

Over the years, Old Zhong, Qing Mu, Liu Huaian, and Chen Yongjie have ultimately failed to embark on the path of the extraordinary, even though Wang Xuan transferred the Darkness Heart Fragments of Extraterrestrial Super Material to them and they have tried to nurture them for many years, it has still been to no avail.

"Live to next year, take care!" Wang Xuan left the Zhong family.

Time flies, and the following year, the same day arrived. Looking out into outer space of Old Earth, there were countless spaceships and warships everywhere, as if an interstellar war was about to break out.

Transcendent Immortals and gods came uninvited. Even knowing that the road ahead was fraught with peril, or even certain death, they still decided to take this step because there was no turning back.

Wang Xuan also came with relatives and friends, including one whose life was nearing its end.