When Yang Qingyun was choosing his future, the surviving entities of the strange world were also facing a difficult decision.
The remnants of the strange era had gathered in a dark space.
They seemed to be discussing what to do in the future.
However,
The atmosphere throughout the assembly was utterly dispirited.
Some stared blankly, while others hung their heads in dejection. Even the old monsters who had broken free from their ancient seals remained silent. Not one of them said a word.
The atmosphere was oppressive,
And everyone's confidence had already plummeted to rock bottom.
Their all-or-nothing plan
Had failed!
This scheme, which had nearly gathered every force from every faction remaining in the strange world and poured everything they had into its execution,
With the end of that battle in the capital,
Had completely vanished like smoke and dispersed like clouds!
That battle
Could be said to have buried the last hope of the surviving Gu controllers!
"Everyone."
At the head seat, the former Director of the Demon Suppression Division and current master of Wuji Sect, his hair and beard completely white and his temples frosted with age, opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
But facing the deathly silent atmosphere before him, he ultimately could not say anything. He dejectedly swallowed his words.
What could he even say?
Years of effort,
The top forces of the ancient strange world's various inheritances had set aside their sectarian divisions, united together, and fought with everything they had.
But now, looking at the result,
Everything had been nothing more than a joke!
That man
Was far too terrifying!
Terrifying enough to make people despair!
If before this, the other party's existence had been like a great mountain pressing down on everyone's shoulders,
Then now, the other party's existence was like