Ning Zheng fell silent.
For a moment, he did not know how to describe what had happened in the future.
From the past to the present, they had traveled long distances and survived countless brushes with death to cross the border. When Esteemed Immortal Changzhen saw the scene on the other side, he had been driven to despair.
But from the present to the future, when he told him what awaited on the other side, how could it be any less despairing?
The future was not as beautiful as they imagined, nor was it some kind of paradise.
Because in the future, they had to become destroyer gods.
The future you had to become the person you once hated most.
Ning Zheng suddenly felt an unbearable oppression and despair. He did not know how to explain it to him.
This universe was too oppressive. Too despairing.
"Tell me." Esteemed Immortal Changzhen suddenly spoke.
Ning Zheng raised a finger and pointed. Memories flowed into his mind.
Esteemed Immortal Changzhen's face grew paler and weaker. His entire person seemed to age countless years in an instant, exuding a heavy twilight air, as though he could walk toward death at any moment.
"History is a spiraling closed loop. We are all walking the same road."
"In the past, I yearned to become a hero, hacking through thorns and brambles to slay the evil dragon known as the destroyer god."
"Now, I have set foot upon the peak and become Esteemed Immortal Wuchang, someone capable of realizing his ambitions."
"In the future, I slew the evil dragon, annihilated the Immortal and Netherworld realms, and swept away corruption. Yet the Dragon Slayer became the new destroyer god."
He murmured as he looked at the endless traffic below. His voice grew strained, and suddenly his heart