Just like a grain of dust, it disappears when it disappears. It will never turn into metal, vegetation, or anything else again.

Like the Illuminati Rong Jun, he has lived from the Lost Age to today. His life is almost endless, but once he is defeated by the Chaos Demon God, his existence will be completely obliterated.

This kind of creature has no so-called soul at all.

Zhou Dao had never heard of an Illuminati who was reincarnated, but he could not even imagine it. Throughout the ages, this is probably the only Illuminati who has been reincarnated.

However, Zhou Dao didn't know how he did it.

"He is really special... No wonder you want to hold him firmly in your hands." Zhou Dao's eyes almost glowed.

This Illuminati actually possessed a divine soul and true spirit. After his death, he traveled across time and space and was reincarnated as a human being. This was Confucius who almost cheated his fate and was considered a stowaway.

The most important thing is that the aura of this Illuminati is much stronger than that of Rong Jun back then.

"Illuminati are also divided into strong and weak. In the ancient times, there were always three groups of creatures entering the prison of heaven and earth..." At this moment, the voice of the Lord of Disaster sounded coldly.

Most of the three groups of creatures stayed in that cage forever, while a few who came out mutated and became Illuminati.

According to the order of entry

The order is different, and the Illuminati are also divided into strong and weak ones. The first batch is the strongest, and the third batch is the weakest. Rong Jun is the third batch of beings who entered the cage of heaven and earth.

As for the strongest first batch of Illuminati, most of them became the food of the ancestors who came to the world, and only a few survived.

"He is the first batch of Illuminati!" Zhou Dao's heart moved slightly, thoughtfully. Rumbling...

The torrent of time fluctuated again, and Zhou Dao saw his past from the huge figure. The sun set on Cangshan Mountain, and the setting sun was like blood.

That was the last battle of the Sunset Sect. The once invincible being in the world finally stepped down from the altar. His disciples withered and his casualties were insignificant. However, on the top of Cangshan Mountain, a majestic creature held high a banner. The banner hung like a solitary sun, and the setting sun

The light shines upon the world.

"This is the Illuminati, he is setting sun..."

"Destiny... Uncertainty is also part of it. Make a choice and you will be free..." The ancient voice echoed on the ruined mountain top.

"Sacrifice the Illuminati and gain reincarnation!"

Raising his head three feet, the ancient altar emerged into the void, and the majestic Illuminati turned into an endless rain of light, dissipated from the world, and merged into the altar.

Immediately afterwards, a true spirit was born from the falling golden light and flew into the rolling red dust. "The setting sun will eventually disappear...Sooner or later there will be those who come after you and turn this heaven and earth into an altar for sacrifice!!"
Chapter completed!