"Like me, the longer I live, the less I can remember what happened before!" The eighth-level strong man murmured. His words were not what he said to Xu Fei at all, but a helplessness towards the past.

Xu Fei didn't ask anything more. The eighth-level old man avoided the end of the world, and I don't know if it was really hard to remember or a taboo.

The night was hazy until a long time passed.

The little man has already been playing back, and Xu Fei may have guessed some of it. This little man should be the direct bloodline of this eighth-level strongman.

Xu Fei took out some meat again, and the little man jumped around Xu Fei happily, just like a child.

The eighth-level strongman didn't say a word, but looked quietly at the little man who was playing with Haihun, as if he had thought of something, and his face couldn't help but be moved.

"You don't know yet, this group is transformed by my essence and blood."

Xu Fei frowned slightly, and only the eighth-level old man continued:

"This is a place of exile. When I was exiled here, I already understood that I could not get out of here at all. Once I left here, I would explode and die."

When Xu Fei heard this, his face had changed. He could exile the eighth-level strongman here and set such rules. He could not understand what kind of ability it was.

Even if you are not the Creator, you may have taken no steps towards the Creator's realm.

Such a person has a thought of life and death, and a thought of changing the world, which is far beyond his cognition.

"So, I began to crack the secret of this place of exile, until one day, I thought of a way, that is, to condense my bloodline into the first generation of life. If I continue to dilute my bloodline, I might be able to get out of here!"

"What about it later?" Xu Fei couldn't help asking. He had long admired the eighth-level strongman in front of him, not because of his intelligence, but because he could still improve himself in this desperate situation.

If you are in such a desperate situation, will you have the courage of this eighth-level strongman?

"Later, the first generation of race finally fell, and even after dilution, they could not escape the rules of the exile land."

"Of course I'm not willing to give up."

The aura of the eighth-level strongman suddenly emitted. This aura was not directed at Xu Fei, but at the heaven and earth that sealed him. Xu Fei's heart suddenly felt a little painful. The destruction of this clan should have brought a heavy blow to the eighth-level strongman. Only after the shattering of hope will arise a kind of madness again.

"In the years that followed, I had no idea what I was, because in this sealed place, I could do nothing and could only become a waste."

"But once, when I stood here, I saw the storm that emerged out of thin air on the sea, just like the end of the world at that time. This scene woke me up, and I began to continue my idea."

"I know my direction is right, and that's the only way I can get out of here."

The eighth-level strong man suddenly stared at Xu Fei and said, after looking for a while, his eyes began to wander.

"So, the second group began to be born, followed by the third group, which failed again and again. Seeing the destruction of hope, I almost gave up until the birth of the twelfth group. It has been tens of thousands of years since I came here."

Xu Fei looked at this eighth-level strongman for tens of thousands of years. What a long story, but at that time, would there be a doomsday?

The eighth-level strongman said no pause for half a syllable at all. Xu Fei was already excited to see his eyes.

"One of the twelfth group survived. That is the seventh level you saw. At this time, I realized that the world no longer exists, and the power of seal has become weaker and weaker under the erosion of these years."

"After thinking through this, I began to continue my experiment. This time, I changed my method and used this group of ethnic groups as the main body to replicate it with blood. Of course, that child is an exception."

Xu Fei did not ask what kind of exception the little man was. This is not the point. The point is whether the plan of the eighth-level strongman was finally completed.

"Senior." Xu Fei shouted faintly.

The eighth-level strong man turned around suddenly, and this action directly caused Xu Fei to take a few steps back.

Until the expression of the eighth-level strongman calmed down.

"You shouldn't call me senior, but master."

"Master" Xu Fei couldn't help but wonder.

"You should have the Nine Mirror of Haotian on your body, right?" asked the eighth-level strong man plainly.

"Is this Haotian Nine Mirror..."

Before Xu Fei finished speaking, the eighth-level strong man in front of him made an action to stop him from speaking, and then said: "There is another thing on you. Spades, Doomsday... Cards."

Xu Fei was instantly frightened. This black spade was his biggest secret. He was seen through by the old man at a glance. So how profound and unfathomable this person's strength should be.

Xu Fei's expression was seen by the eighth-level strong man. He looked at it for a while but then withdrew his gaze and said, "You don't have to be frightened, because this spade a was originally my thing."

"What?" Xu Fei felt unbelievable. Since this spade a belongs to this eighth-level strongman, what is his relationship with the entire end of the world?

"Aren't you a disciple yet?"

"Master." Xu Fei bowed his fists and knew that if this eighth-level strongman wanted to kill him, there was no need to say so much to him. If he had an eighth-level master, in times of crisis, this eighth-level will definitely become his biggest killer weapon.

Besides, just like he really can't leave here, with his experience of living alone for countless years, it's like a strong door opening to him.

"You should know my name, my name is Tadan."

Xu Fei nodded gently, Tadan looked at the disciple in front of him with satisfaction. With his eighth-level experience, he had already seen Xu Fei's ability clearly.

More importantly, the shadow killer he sealed in the A of the Spades has been perfectly inherited by Xu Fei. This skill is against the will of heaven, and even in his era, it is the strongest tactic.

"Master, how did this end of the world come about?"

"You will understand in the future. Although I know something, it is not comprehensive. When you reach the seventh level, I will say to you. Now, it is not the time."

“Yes, Master.”

One master and one disciple suddenly fell silent. Xu Fei looked at the person in front of him. Perhaps the spring water in the South China Sea fell on his master. With his experience, he should know the spring water.

So Xu Fei asked anxiously.

Tadan paused, but shook his head and said, "There is already dry up, and you will not find it even if you go."

Tadan waved his hand and a crystal clear water appeared directly in front of Xu Fei.

"There is only one drop here."
Chapter completed!