New Chapter: Farewell, Old Friends

As a beam of light pierced through the Planar Crevice, it was as if a rainbow had been hung across people's hearts, dispelling the gloom, frustration, and pessimism.

Whether they were former Supernatural Practitioner like Mo Si, Huang Ming, and Gu Mingxi, or true immortals and demons, their emotions fluctuated greatly and they could not calm down until now.

Even people with unusual mental states like Old Zhong and Zhou Yaosheng experienced significant emotional fluctuations.

Even those who had once Transcendent Immortals, and the gods who were high above in the Great Barrier, all felt a bitterness and panic. The opportunity was hard-won and too difficult to come by. For a moment, even they thought there was no hope at all.

Perhaps only those who are outside the situation and do not want to leave will remain unaffected.

Wang Xuan looked at everyone. Such extreme joy and sorrow made Transcendent Immortals and gods completely abandon their former reserve, and their eyes revealed a look of longing.

Last time, 100,000 immortals and demons left, but many more backed down at the last moment and changed their minds.

Wang Xuan believes that none of the people who came this time will give up.

Everyone would be grateful if they could leave.

Wang Xuan didn't know whether Gu Jin had really encountered a big problem to break the promise, or whether he was deliberately manipulating people's hearts; his control of this situation was truly skillful and precise.

For three years in a row, it didn't appear in the first year, leaving people feeling empty. In the second year, it still hadn't appeared, and people were extremely disappointed. In the third year, not long ago, it still hadn't shown up, and everyone was in despair.

At that moment, Transcendent Immortals and gods were filled with despair, believing that they would grow old and die in this universe.

In the face of despair, the ancient and the modern suddenly appeared, and that ray of light shone down, like a ray of dawn sweeping across people's hearts, dispelling all darkness.

At this moment, everyone is filled with hope.

With a deafening sonic boom, the ripples expanded, and then golden patterns, like crashing waves, broke through the road and rushed towards us.

"It's ancient and modern, it's been recreated!" Many people shouted excitedly, overwhelmed with emotion, unable to contain their feelings.

It did not disappoint; it truly was a recreation of the past and present, suspended at the exit of the passage, connecting Great Universe, flowing with a hazy, sacred radiance.

The Black Wood Box was getting older and older, even damaged. One corner was missing, the frame was broken, and the patterns on the box were worn away beyond recognition.

It is clearly visible that there are arrow holes, axe marks, and traces of what appears to be bombardment by Super Battleship capable of destroying the starry sky.

Having witnessed countless great battles, in its short century, it seems to have experienced many brilliant and terrifying eras, leaving its mark on the vicissitudes of human life.

"Everyone, you've all arrived. Although we haven't discussed this in detail, I understand your intentions. As Rules, those who have reached the Ascension to Immortality level can proceed." Gu Jin issued a mental signal.

Wang Xuan had a premonition that the return of the ancient and modern was not only meant to take him away, but also because he possessed three supreme treasures and they wanted to take away more immortals and demons.

Back then, it raised its banner and summoned people all over the universe, but in the end, it only took away a portion of the people, while many more immortals and demons remained.

At that time, it left without any hesitation, leaving everyone with a hurried departure, causing the Transcendent Immortals to regret and the gods to feel remorse.

As expected, after a century of ups and downs in the mortal world, almost all the immortals and demons, their faces aged, stepped forward without hesitation. Especially in the last three years, experiencing loss, disappointment, and despair had worn away the hesitation of many.

"Let me add something. The battlefield is brutal. The world is vast and boundless, with no end in sight. I have opponents, and there are areas I cannot set foot in, which you will need to fight. You also have powerful opponents. This journey is destined to be a perilous one."

He was very direct and didn't hide anything. It's only been a century, and of those who went back then, less than 20% are still alive.

This casualty rate is terrifying!

However, even after it spoke so frankly, no one backed down.

The ancient and modern guides them across that profound realm, bringing them to the front of the dimensional canyon. Instantly, a surge of rich mythical matter poured in from the passage.

Another Great Universe's light shone down upon them, and in an instant, gods and demons roared, and immortal beings stood tall and strong, their spiritual bodies expanding rapidly.

They were a group of true immortals and demons, all of them recovering their strength. Their cultivation was originally very high, and there were many top figures among them, comparable to the ancient emperors.

Those aged beings, those hunched-over powerhouses, those immortals and demons whose eyes had lost their luster, now all have black hair growing back, their eyes flashing like lightning, and they are all being reborn.

This is an immediate effect. Their former level of attainment is what it is, but now the surging mythical matter is engulfing them, and they are also being illuminated by the light of the rules of the Supernatural World. Everything is being improved and restored.

The immortals and demons stretched as far as the eye could see, including divine apes that could Pluck Stars and Catch the Moon, celestial dragons that could tear apart the starry sky, and ancient, exotic birds of prey that could devour the sun and moon... All kinds of creatures revealed their true forms, and with the resonance of their auras, the mountains and rivers changed color, the sun and moon lost their light, and the Great Universe here was shaken.

Wang Xuan was surrounded by a group of old friends.

"Everyone, I'm going now. I hope we can meet again sometime." The Ghost Monk said, and then he left.

Now, only the old fox spirit remained, a demon immortal. It had finally come, accompanying the Little Fox Immortal and Great Grandmaster Horse.

If his own granddaughter wants to switch fields, the old fox won't stay.

However, this matter still needs to be discussed. Wang Xuan looked at Gu Jin quietly without taking the initiative to speak.

"Do you want to come with me?" The ancient voice transmitted through time, but this time it was only a conversation between it and Wang Xuan, and no one else could hear it.

Wang Xuan looked at the people around him, from Chen Yongjie, Qing Mu and others who were close to him, to Huang Ming, Kong Yun and others, and then to Cao Qingyu, Xiushan, Wang Hai and others who had fought side by side but had little contact with him.

He was communicating with both the past and present, but the process wasn't very smooth. The fourth prohibited item was very "principled".

The brief stalemate made Mo Si, Qi Liandao, Zhou Shiqian and others uneasy. In the end, their cultivation levels were too low. Back in the Immortal Realm, they had not yet reached the level of the Master of Nurturing Life.

"Take them with you, and try your best to protect them. One day, I will come back, and if you are still alive and have not been defeated, I will fight for you." Wang Xuan made this promise to it in secret.

"Alright, even if you set out now, it will be difficult for you to make any significant impact on the battlefield, but the treasures by your side can cross the Heavenly Gate," Gu Jin said.

Wang Xuan shook his head and said, "They are my friends, not my weapons. I have no right to make demands of them. You can talk to them yourself."

Gu Jin and he discussed in detail when he would set off and how many years he would fight for it... It agreed to take away those below the Transcendent Immortals, but it admitted that even if these people were teleported to a peaceful area, it could not guarantee that they would survive.

A moment later, everything settled down. Wang Xuan turned to his old friends, glancing at these familiar faces, and said, "Taking this step might allow you to survive and advance into the extraordinary realm, or it might lead to your demise in bloodshed and chaos. The choice is yours."

Having already made their decision, these people had no intention of backing down and were all ready to set off.

"Take care, we'll definitely meet again in the future. I, Chen Yongjie, was once considered a promising person, destined to become a Buddha or an ancestor. See you again at the pinnacle of the extraordinary in the future!" Old Chen walked over and said goodbye to Wang Xuan.

Qing Mu was really old, with white hair. His appearance made Wang Xuan sigh. In his early years, it was Qing Mu who led him onto the right path and exposed him to all sorts of mysteries.

"Old Qing, you must live!" he said solemnly.

"Okay!" Qing Mu was simple and direct. He wanted to live in the Supernatural Central World and wait for his old friends to come.

Next, Old Zhong helped Zhong Qing and Zhong Cheng up from their wheelchairs, with Old Master Liu Huaian joining in to assist. Everything was understood without words.

Zhong Cheng couldn't hold back his tears, which welled up in his eyes. He said, "Little Wang, Wang Xuan, I'll wait for you. Thank you for Extend Life. If I can still live, I will definitely become a sword immortal when we meet again in the future, so we can reunite properly!"

Huang Ming, Gu Mingxi, Mo Si, Kong Yun, Qi Liandao, Zhou Qinghuang...

"Uncle, take care!" Lele said, her voice trembling with tears. She was about to embark on a long journey, accompanied by several cold, metallic figures, including the Mechanical Taoist.

"Take care of yourself too." Wang Xuan nodded.

Wang Hai, Xiushan, Cao Qingyu, Chen Yan, Zhou Shiqian...

"You should go too. What if you survive? If you die soon after crossing over, then you'll just have to accept your bad luck." Wang Xuan looked into the distance. Zhang Qifan had also arrived, but he hesitated. Back then, he was almost a peerless expert and a great master, but he had always been somewhat resistant to traveling far away.

Otherwise, he could have traveled with Fang Yuzhu, Yan Mingcheng, and others in the earliest period.

"After careful consideration, I have indeed decided to leave." He was still wearing his lab coat, which he hadn't taken off. He had rushed over at the last minute and said, "Alas, my New Human Plan has been shelved, and the other direction, the drugs I'm analyzing and researching, aren't very useful to mortals. I've really failed."

"No, you've succeeded. Wang Hui said you've already achieved results, and you left them to him," Wang Xuan said.

"It's mainly due to his efforts, but the effect on ordinary people is still limited." Zhang Qifan shook his head, gave Wang Xuan a final hug, and then set off.

"Wang Xuan, I'm leaving!" Horse Chao Fan walked over, his fur no longer shiny, he was very old, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

Wang Xuan stroked the horse's head and said, "You were originally with me, but I failed to take good care of you. If we meet again alive in the future, I will take you to explore the entire Supernatural Central Great World!"

After saying this, he extended a finger and sent all the secret manuals of the demon race that he had recently compiled into its sea of consciousness.

Everyone else has a lineage and can access various classic texts in this special era, but it is a wild cultivator who only received guidance from the old fox for a few months. After its Supernatural Finale, it could no longer practice magic under the harsh environment. Before leaving, Wang Xuan made up for its shortcomings in the scriptures.

Tears streamed down its face as it left, turning back to look at itself repeatedly.

"Wu Yin, I miss you. It's been a few years too late, you missed it, you didn't live to see this day..." The Little Fox Immortal cried, speaking in animal language. It was truly heartbroken, sobbing. Wu Yin had always taken care of it, and now it was filled with reluctance, gazing at the starry sky as if wanting to see New Star, to see the woman who had closed her eyes forever.

Wang Xuan's spiritual realm resonates with it, and he can understand it.

He secretly asked Gu Jin, "I have more than a dozen old friends whose physical bodies are still intact, but whose spirits have dissipated. I have preserved their 'recollections'. Can you revive them? If so, I am willing to fight for you for another five hundred years... even a thousand years would be fine."

Gu Jin spoke up, "How can those who are completely dead come back to life? Even those left behind by the Old Saint period..."