An illusory bronze sword is condensed with pure sword intent. This momentum alone makes wrinkles appear in the void.

A bottomless abyss, deep, dark and terrifying, as if originating from ancient times, mysterious and vast, confirming the heavens.

Seeing this, Long Jin frowned and said in surprise: "What kind of trick are you doing, whirlpool? Black hole? I have never seen such a strange power. Falling into the abyss? Is this an... abyss?"

Facing this series of questions, Uncle Tim's face suddenly darkened, and the great abyss behind him floated, as if it was illusory and blurry, and then he raised his head... and looked at the sky.

"Are you... suppressing my power and memory?"

This nonsensical sentence made Long Jin narrow his eyes and look up at the sky. There was only a clear blue sky, and the clouds were torn apart by their momentum.

"Are you... talking to me?"

Uncle Tim heard this, shook his head, and suddenly used his strength to make the abyss more solid, but the illusion seemed to have reached its extreme, and there was a sense of oppression all around him.

"Hmph, damn it, you can't suppress me for too long. One day I will remember everything and complete my mission...!"

Uncle Tim, who had always been calm and calm, suddenly said angrily to the void. The abyss was also flickering, but it could not solidify, and his strength did not break through the bottleneck.

"Well!"

When Long Jin heard this, the muscles on his face twitched. He was the only one around. Who suppressed him? Seeing him like that and ignoring him, should he take action or let him be stupid for a while?

The sword roared to the sky, and the bronze sword became more and more solid. There were strange phenomena surrounding him, like purgatory, made up of swords. Once this move was performed, it was like being in hell.

Suddenly, Uncle Tim regained his composure, and the abyss between illusion and reality was swallowed up in an instant, as if even the void could swallow a big hole.

Seeing this, Long Jin snorted coldly and slashed out the bronze sword without any hesitation. One sword strike was like a ten thousand sword strike. There were no other fancy moves, only one sword to break through ten thousand spells.

The two finally collided in the void. It was not earth-shattering as imagined, nor was it a huge mushroom cloud as imagined, nor was it as explosive as a nuclear bomb.

There was only silence, the bronze sword was slowly swallowed, the abyss disappeared silently, everything seemed like it had never happened, and the sea water below also closed up, but there was a bright red color.

Suddenly, both of them groaned at the same time. The only difference was that there was blood at the corner of Long Jin's mouth, but Uncle Tim did not, but his figure seemed dim and illusory.

After one breath, two...three breaths, the expressions of the two of them changed at the same time. With their keen souls, they sensed a huge crisis and retreated as if they were afraid of a nuclear bomb.

“Chichi…!”

This kind of sound is like tearing strips of cloth or tearing brocade. The void in this area seems to be suddenly shaken. Ordinary people cannot detect it, but how can they not feel it!

In his eyes, there are tiny black bars and lines, which seem to be suspended in the air, floating endlessly. They are like dirty things on a computer screen that people can't help but wipe away.

If you are a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder, you will definitely not be able to help it, but the two of them have a firm mind, how can they not be able to help it? The more strange the thing behind it, the more terrifying it is.

Suddenly, a tuna jumped out, but when it touched the black line, it split into two, blood spurted out, and the two bloody bodies fell into the sea again.

"hiss……!"

When Long Jin saw this, he took a breath of cold air and said in surprise: "Could it... shatter the void?"

As if to confirm his words, sword energy suddenly burst out from those black lines and shot directly into the sea. A grass carp swimming happily was cut off directly.

Another black line burst out with a devouring power, sucking in half of the tuna body. A living and substantial thing actually... disappeared completely.

Uncle Tim saw this and said helplessly: "As you can see, it is indeed the case. This world is too fragile. You are amazing and good. Find the right opportunity...leave here."

"leave?"

When Long Jin heard this, his pupils shrank, and he suddenly realized, and said very excitedly: "As expected, you are not from this world, where are you from, and how did you get here?"

When Uncle Tim heard this, he half-smiled and said, "I am originally from this world. Why do you say that I came from outside? I have never left. How can you come here and say that I... am me!"

"Well!"

Long Jin was confused and didn't understand. He frowned and said, "Who are you? You asked me to leave, but how to leave? The ancient road has been cut off, and this place...has become a prison."

"Ancient road, cut off, cage...!"

Uncle Tim was chanting slowly, as if he was recalling something. He closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling the world. Once he was guided, some of his memories would emerge.

After a long time, he suddenly pointed to three places and murmured: "Three... three... doors. There are three doors left. Go through those doors... and you can leave. Hurry...!"

"Blood Gate... Empty Gate... Dragon Gate...!"

Upon hearing this, Long Jin looked at the three directions he pointed at, and based on his judgment and some forbidden areas, he roughly understood.

In the sea, the mysterious devil's triangle.

Deep in the Carpathian Mountains of Romania.

The last place is actually in China. I don’t know whether it is Changbai Mountain or Mount Tai. It remains to be investigated.

"The Empty Gate... the Blood Gate... the Dragon Gate...!"

"Is there actually three doors? However, there were people who walked there back then. Why did it fail and there was no news? In a further and more ancient period, there were still corpses found."

Hearing this, Uncle Tim slowly shook his head and sighed quietly: "That's all I know. Whether you can leave or not depends on... fate!"

After saying that, he stepped into the void and walked away.

However, a voice stopped him again and said: "You let me leave, what about you?"

Uncle Tim paused, looked up at the sky, and finally shook his head. A wisp of smoke was carried away by a breeze.

"I have...my mission!"

Seeing the person leaving, Long Jin did not pursue him because he had already got the answer he wanted. The weird tricks, shocking information, and three portals were enough for him to digest.

Looking at the broken void, he saw that the power of the sword he had created over the years did not disappoint him, but it still needed to be tempered, and... he wanted to explore... the portal!

A great war came to an end, worthy of being recorded in the annals of history, but no one saw it, and the only trace remains at the bottom of the sea.

A sword-marked ravine is tens of meters deep.

A sea halberd slashed furiously, leaving a canyon.

In this battle, who wins? Who loses? Unknown...?

…

A few miles away from Ding City, Hongmeng ushered in a long-lost event. In this mysterious mine, the birth of the next generation of alliance leaders was decided, and they were selected from among those disciples.

The Eight Great Sects and Cultivation Families, these are the main members of Hongmeng, but it is the Eight Great Sects that occupy the dominant position, and in this competition, anyone with sufficient cultivation can participate.
Chapter completed!