Qin Ze comforted him, saying, "I've always valued my life and would never touch high-level games."
The Dharma King echoed, "Yes, Your Majesty, you only play in the peak tournament."
Zi Yue sniffed. "That's not what I meant."
" The Spirit Clan World has closed; we will never see it again."
Qin Ze said calmly, "The door will eventually open, and we will meet again then."
The girl's voice carried a hint of sorrow. "The last time the Spirit Clan World was closed was for eight thousand years."
Qin Ze was taken aback. "Young Master Duo?"
The Spirit Clan is truly a sheltered young lady who never leaves her home.
Zi Yue explained, "According to the Spirit Clan's historical records, after the War of the Gods ended, the Spirit Clan World was completely closed and did not reopen until eight thousand years later."
It turns out that this is how Ancient Race have passed down their traditions from ancient times to the present.
To completely strip the entire world from the Abyss is no ordinary task.
Qin Ze asked, "Shutting down the world... how did you manage that?"
Zi Yue replied, "I don't know. This kind of core secret is only known to the clan leader and the Tree Bearer Elder. It seems to be related to the Source of the World."
"Cough cough cough~"
A few hoarse coughs came through the communication channel.
The Tree Bearer was reminding Zi Yue not to speak too much.
Upon hearing that it was related to the Source of the World, the clones couldn't help but discuss it on the Local Area Network.
"I have a feeling that Shelter Space is about to receive an epic buff."
"No matter how much you strengthen it, it's useless; Big Black Sky."
" The Abyss Gate can be closed so easily? That's quite a shrewd move."
"Why don't the Ancient Race share this method? They can just keep to themselves and let the beasts play around in the Abyss."
"Look at what you're saying. If you had a great way to make money, would you tell others about it?"
"..."
Qin Ze thought of another point.
Although Human Race are not Ancient Race, they have survived from the time of the gods.
Was it ever closed at any point during that period?
Zi Yue, still unwilling to give up, continued to patiently persuade him, "We don't know how long the world will be closed this time, but compared to the turbulent Abyss, the Spirit Clan is a safe haven. You don't need to worry about anything here."
Qin Ze declined, saying, "Those who are born free cannot be bound to a single world."
The girl on the other end remained silent for a long time, and finally only said four words.
May your military prowess be abundant.
Qin Ze: "Then... goodbye."
In the Abyss, the girl's figure appeared extremely frail.
She hugged her shoulders, feeling incredibly cold.
The Tree Bearer behind us said, "Our time is up; we should go back."
Zi Yue took one last, reluctant look at the Abyss before following the Tree Bearer through the Abyss Gate back to the Spirit Clan World.
Buzz--
A ripple suddenly spread out from the Abyss Gate.
The already small and inconspicuous Abyss Gate has now completely disappeared, as if it had been erased by an eraser.
At the same time, Qin Ze put away the communication card.
The Dharma King asked, "Do you regret it?"
When a storm is approaching, staying in a safe house where you have enough to eat and drink is indeed a good option.
but...
Qin Ze said, "If I were Junior Martial Artist three years ago, I would have accepted Zi Yue's offer without hesitation. But I am now Level Nine Martial Artist."
The Dharma King scoffed, "If you were truly Junior Martial Artist, see if they'd even bother with you."
Once a bird has seen the vast sky, it will never submit to a birdcage, even if that birdcage is woven with gold thread.
The Spirit Clan World is vast, but it is also very small for Level Nine Martial Artist.
In the blink of an eye, one can travel from one side of the world to the other.
Moreover, Qin Ze is no longer walking alone on the road.
Behind him were Brother Yuanzi, Little Deer, his comrades-in-arms, and countless other Human Race compatriots.
"Eight thousand years? How many eight-thousand-year periods does a person have in a lifetime? How can you hide in your shell?"
"It's probably one that doesn't exist."
"Even my mom can't control me, and you think you can shut me out of the world? Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Am I the only one who thinks going to the Spirit Clan is a good idea?
"I'm... different too."
"..."
Not only the Spirit Clan, but all the other Ancient Race are also preparing to close their worlds, which will probably be done after the Myriad Races Grand Tournament ends.
"Let's see what you're up to."
Besides Zi Yue, his Second Sister also gave Qin Ze an invitation to the Blazing Sun Clan, but he wasn't very interested.
Tap tap tap--
Downstairs, a soft sound of footsteps interrupted Qin Ze's thoughts.
My Second Sister has finished her shower.
Qin Ze quickly closed his eyes and pretended to meditate.
After going upstairs, the Second Sister paused for a moment in front of Qin Ze's door.
Using mental energy to probe is a very impolite act.
The Second Sister listened outside the door for a while, and only returned to her own room after confirming that Qin Ze was behaving himself and not causing any trouble.
Qin Ze quickly opened his eyes, summoned a clone, and had it sit in the cultivation formation in his place.
Bai Bai lay on her back on the bed, head tilted to the side, paws pointing upwards, fast asleep.
This was the first time Qin Ze had ever seen such a freak.
He locked the bird's neck, and a sudden, powerful windmill motion instantly brought Bai Bai back to his senses.
" The Little Black are attacking!?"
Qin Ze released the bird's neck. "Stop calling me 'Little Black Little Black, ' where's your manners?"
Bai Bai cursed and muttered, "Are you sick? Why are you disturbing my sleep?"
Qin Ze pointed to the window.
Bai Bai's eyes lit up immediately.
"I am..."
Before Bai Bai could even shout out his slogan, Qin Ze seized his fate by the throat.
Qin Ze stared at the shadows of the streetlights outside, his eyes gradually turning as black as ink.
The next second, Qin Ze vanished from his spot and reappeared in the shadow of the streetlight, carrying Bai Bai.
Rule of Darkness, Shadow Jump.
Wherever the eye can see, as long as there is a shadow, it can reach it regardless of spatial distance.
The house's restrictions were not triggered.
The clone takes Qin Ze's place in prison.
The Second Sister in the next room was reviewing the details of the upcoming Myriad Races Grand Tournament, occasionally listening to see if there was any movement from Qin Ze's side.
The blonde beauty gave a soft snort, "Let's see where you go now. You'd better stay obediently by my side."
However, what she didn't know was that Qin Ze had already reached the other side of the Black Market.
The Brother Devour hid the person in a building just across the street from the South District.
In Brother Devour's words, this is called "the darkest place is under the lamp."
The Black Market guards would never have guessed they were still there.
Although there is no citywide martial law yet, the defense capabilities in the South District have been raised to a new level.
When Qin Ze arrived, Master Zuo was found tied up in a chair.
Its head drooped, it was hard to tell if it was asleep or dying.
Qin Ze said, "Wake him up."
As he spoke, he pulled over a chair, sat down, and crossed his legs.
The Dharma King shot out a small bolt of lightning, Master Zuo shuddered, slowly raising his head.
Upon seeing the person in front of him, Master Zuo exclaimed, "It's you!"
Qin Ze said with a playful tone, "So you really do have an eagle."