Ruins

As one who had come from the future, Qin Yang could not interfere with Tian Chenzi's fate.

When a butterfly in the south fluttered its wings, it might stir up a storm in the north.

Once he made some change, a whole chain of possible futures could change as well.

Qin Yang did not know whether he could bear such karma.

Therefore, he could only treat himself as a spectator, watching everything with the mindset of an observer. He would not rashly involve himself, nor would he make any changes.

Only after taking one more look at the Ghost Spider coiled above Reception City did Qin Yang turn and leave.

Judging from the Heavenly Realm's current state, it had likely suffered an enormous calamity.

The Ghost Spider's aura was similar to that of the twisted monsters Qin Yang had encountered before.

It had no consciousness whatsoever, only savage ferocity and venomous resentment, as though it were the mortal enemy of all living beings.

This proved that the Candle Dragon Ancient God's conjecture was likely correct.

The destruction of every cosmic epoch was probably inseparable from those monsters lurking within the River of Time Light.

"Once the Heavenly Realm is completely destroyed, it will be the turn of the countless lower realms."

"Those lower realms have no power to resist at all. They will only be destroyed again and again. In the end, this cosmic epoch will reach its end."

Qin Yang muttered to himself.

Of course, this cosmic epoch would naturally have experts like the Candle Dragon Ancient God who wished to prevent all this from happening.

Qin Yang wanted to contact one of them and see whether he could obtain some important information.

After leaving Reception City, Qin Yang casually chose a direction and sped into the distance.

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