Taiyang sank, and the afterglow of sunset spread across heaven and earth, turning the world a dusky yellow.
Chu Feng and the others watched the sunset. The six stood shoulder to shoulder, and for a long time, no one spoke. They seemed content to savor the twilight in silence.
At last, when Taiyang had vanished behind the distant mountains and darkness had settled over heaven and earth, Chu Feng spoke.
"I wonder where we'll be in ten years, or a hundred. Will we still be able to watch the sunset together like this?"
"And what will Earth become?"
"The future really is impossible to predict."
"Why think so far ahead? The most important thing is getting Earth through the crisis right in front of us," Jiang Luo Shen said, patting Chu Feng on the shoulder.
"Little Chu, when did you get so sentimental? That's not like you."
"I talked with my teacher for a long time, and it left me unsettled," Chu Feng replied.
"According to him, the aliens are even stronger than I imagined."
"Right now, apart from my mysterious godfather, Earth only has my teacher, one Heaven-Reflecting One. Uncle Ming and the others are Saints, but they can't make a difference on the Supreme Battlefield."
"Primordial Earth had three fighters on the level of a Heaven-Reflecting One, and it still lost. Now there's only one..."
"Our chances are slim."
Chu Feng sighed. It came from the bottom of his heart.
While he had been in Earth's Core, the appearance of four aliens beyond Earth had prompted him to ask the Saint Master many questions about the stars.
But the more he learned, the heavier the pressure became. He had even begun to despair of the future.
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