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The Guzhu shook his head and chuckled.

"If it weren't for Canggu, then what exactly did the Lord of Time look like? Have you ever seen him?"

Emperor Xin nodded, pondered for a moment, and asked the ancient master.

"I have never seen it. When I died, I just felt a turbulent flow of time passing by. Before I could figure out what happened, I had already died! And this moment happened in every moment when I existed in the long river of time. Every past and future body of my past body was attacked by the turbulent flow of time at the same time! That kind of power had no way to resist, and all I could accept was death. I felt that his power had surpassed the level of the Taoist Lord and reached a more terrifying realm!"

The ancient master shook his head gently and sighed, his eyes full of melancholy.

The realm above the Taoist lord!

Emperor Xin was moved and could not imagine how powerful such a state should have, nor could he imagine how desperate the ancient master would be at the moment of his death. In his mind and mind, no matter what past, present and future, every body was attacked and killed, as if he had experienced millions of deaths in an instant.

The process of continuous death must be extremely terrifying.

"If you encounter any crisis, you can ask Cang Gu for help. He may help you through a crisis."

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And at this moment, the ancient master suddenly chuckled at Emperor Xin.

"Um?"

Emperor Xin looked up in shock and looked at the ancient master in confusion.

"He likes to be an entrant rather than a bystander. You can try it. You can trust him, but you don't have to trust him too much..." The ancient master said with a smile, then nodded slightly to Emperor Xin, and said, "Fellow Taoist, my residual spirit is about to completely disappear! I want to meet again next time, maybe it will be in a long time!"

"We will eventually meet again in a long time!"

When Emperor Xin heard this, he bowed deeply to the ancient master.

He knew that the next time he wanted to see the ancient master again, he would have to enter the era before the rise and fall of the ancient era, and he would have such an opportunity.

And by then, he still remembered that he had met the ancient master, but the ancient master might not remember that he had seen him.

"The same sentence, I hope that fellow Taoist can do what I have not been able to do..."

The ancient master replied to Emperor Xin and bowed with a smile. The only remaining little spirit slowly dissipated like a charcoal that burned out all the heat, drifted away in the sea of ​​eternal darkness.

As this strand of residual spirits disappeared, Di Xin felt that the power of the eternal darkness sea was also weakening. Perhaps it would not take long before this vast sea formed by the power of nirvana would no longer exist. By then, there would be no more power to resist the invasion of creatures in the older era!

"Chaos Bell, prepare to leave!"

With a sigh, Emperor Xin sent a voice to the Chaos Bell, allowing him to locate time and prepare to return to the prehistoric era.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I will do my best. Even if the prehistoric era will wither and disappear one day, it will not be the hands of nirvana and those cancers, but will disappear peacefully under the setting sun..."

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Xin looked at the direction where the remaining spirit of the ancient master disappeared and murmured.

The rise and fall of the era is like a person's birth, old age, sickness and death. It is actually okay, but like living beings who want to die more, rather than being killed by others, or they are sick and dying, an era should die and aging, but not under the cancer formed by the smugglers of the ancient era of the creatures who smuggled in Hongjun Daozu!
Chapter completed!