The light of the laurel sacred tree dissipated like dust.

Everything in the tree turns into nothingness.

The endless silence and emptiness flooded the star again.

The red behemoth stared at everything in front of him.

Close the golden candle.

The scales also scattered like the dust of the tree, spreading, and a figure fell straight from it. The withered giant tree stagnated, revealing the vast and boundless gray rings on the ground.

Round after round, dense, one after another.

An incalculable quantity symbolizes the incalculable years it has gone through.

Li Xi'an fell on the annual rings, and he stood in it, his figure was not even as good as the annual ring lines on the soles of his feet.

Walking here is like walking on a thick and hard earth. At this moment, looking up is the deep sea of ​​stars, and behind him is his hometown.

The moonlight and the fluorescent light emitted by the big star reflect the rules runes built in the stars, like the thunder that shines in the universe, or the morning star that stays. In a trance, it seems like I have returned to the ancient times. At that time, the Milky Way flows through it, dividing the boundaries for the supreme of Jiuzhou.

The annual rings show the long years, which makes people lose their minds.

Every time Li Xi'an crosses an annual ring on this earth-like tree stump, countless scenes will appear in front of him.

All are the past.

These pasts were rapidly disillusioned in his eyes, and did not stop him at all.

The wide black robe swayed like a soothing black cloud accompanied his steps.

After walking for a long time, he never used his magical powers, nor accelerated his pace, and walked very slowly. He knew that his time was urgent, but when he stepped on the rings of time, he should be solemn and slow. This is not only the basis of not losing his past, but also the respect for the existence of this great thing.

After passing one annual ring after another.

The more you go to the center, the more obvious the arc of the annual rings.

At the beginning, he could not feel the bending of the annual rings, and the huge area made it seem no different from the straight line. Now it is different. The more obvious arc appears on the annual rings that he walked through at this time, and as his depth becomes more and more obvious. Li Xi'an knew that he was about to approach the secret of the burial of Taihang Palace.

There is only the sound of footsteps on the dead and empty earth.

Silently, scales creeping.

The red long tail is held behind her, and two dead wood-like horns are grown between her forehead.

When the pair of eyes opened again, the shallow sense of growth in the present world faded away, and the coexistence of dragons and humans was characterized by the eternal integration of this place, without any dissonance, as if he belonged here.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps disappeared.

Li Xi'an stopped in place.

He looked quietly at the end of the annual rings, and all the circles turned into a perfect point there.

After experiencing death, this sacred tree presents the only light. The perfect point is like the moon engraved in the center of the tree stump. It can be felt by just looking at it. The wind and sand representing the dead silence did not erode there at all. At this moment, countless gentlenesses of age light up the figure sitting cross-legged in the center.

Dry figure.

She could no longer support the exquisite and luxurious sleeves on her body, revealing her shriveled shoulders and collarbone.

The hair was rolling in the moonlight, as if soaked in water. As a result, Li Xi'an saw the same shriveled and yellow face. She had no chance of life, and she had already died, and the only light left in the sacred tree was left to a corpse.

You can imagine how amazing this woman was in the past and how powerful she was.

The sacred tree laurel worshiper.

Li Xi'an remained silent, closed his eyes and lowered his head, mourning for this creature.

"Is this the answer I'm looking for?" He was rarely confused.

Perhaps because these powerful and powerful creatures all ended with death, or simply because of the loneliness and desolation of the scene in front of him, he was swallowed up as the spectator.

From the ground, the star is still bright, but based on it, there is only the spreading silence and desolation.

"Not yet," he said again.

"At least it's not the answer yet." Li Xi'an looked up and stared at the dead corpse sitting cross-legged in the center of the annual rings.

Whether it is the supreme emperors who have lost their whereabouts in the old Jiuzhou, the ancestors who have remained lost and fallen in this world, or the unknown creatures who have died one after another in the secret era, he is still on the road and has not reached the end.

For Li Xi'an, she was buried in the Taihang Palace, also a puzzle that constitutes the end.

There are still many puzzles that he needs to pursue.

He was influenced by this eye-catching ancient desolation.

Close your eyes.

The golden flames appeared and their bodies faintly, and their thoughts gradually became clear. He stretched out his hand and touched the fully rising moonlight with his fingertips.

The lotus petals in the body are trembling and will pass again.

But suddenly, a faint feeling spread from the eyebrows and flowed through the limbs and bones. The trembling petals returned to calm, and even the golden tide in Li Xi'an's eyes slowly subsided.

He opened his eyes.

In front of him were the white fingers pressing against his eyebrows.

Looking further back, the woman was looking at him with a smile.

…………

"Sit." The woman patted the ground.

Li Xi'an casually used his long tail to clean the surface of the dust-covered tree stump.

Both sat down like this.

Silence lies between them, even more deadly than the moon under the starry sky above their heads.

Li Xi'an stared at the woman in front of him.

The whole body was covered with dreamy white luster, and the pair also looked at him was a full moon.

"It's been a long time, right?" she asked.

"It's a long time, long time." Li Xi'an replied.

"How is that rabbit?"

"Dead."

Hearing the faint words "dead" from Li Xi'an, a trace of loss appeared on the woman's face.

"How did you die?"

"The time passed in Taihang Palace was too long, and as a living thing, it disappeared in the years."

What surprised Li Xi'an was that the woman smiled again "giggled".

"Guest, I didn't expect you to lie? I created the rabbit's cage for it. Since you are here, you should know it."

"What I killed was nothing but the body and the shadow that occupied that body," said Li Xi'an. "It disappeared in the years."

The woman was stunned and smiled brightly.

“The words are so nice.”

"I thought the ten kinds of dragons in Zhoutian were all stupid guys with only struggle. Brother, laugh?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! She looked at Li Xi'an, but Li Xi'an's eyes were not on her at all. He was watching the light gradually becoming thinner in the center of the rings.

"Why stop me?"

"If I guess correctly, your last will is hidden in that light. When the last light of the laurel disappears, you will leave forever and there is no way to touch the world again. You see what I want to do. The law of time is enough to present the past I need to in my eyes, and you don't have to exhaust the last ray of light."

"The Law of Time..." The woman who was interrupted by interest was a little annoyed.

"Your law of time is incomplete, quite incomplete, you can't see clearly. I know you should have seen Kukulkan, but he left a ritual for the "Eternal One". Your thoughts in the past are destined. In other words, you met a long time ago. But we don't. There is no eternal One in my life, you can't see it."

"What's more, what's the use of that ray of light?"

"I've been dead, tens of millions of years ago."

"Even the ancestors of the True First Realm are difficult to kill and can be revived again. Can you be so creatures like you not do it?" Li Xi'an asked the question that had been deposited in his heart for a long time.

"The ancestor of the True Realm..." the woman murmured.

"Of course it's hard to kill for you. Although the same is true between ancestors, what if the incomprehensible person attacks an ordinary realm? Will he feel it's hard to kill? If he dies, he will die. We are the same. Of course, we are more powerful than the creatures in the True One Realm, and even like some of the highest people in the depths of the starry sea, but if he dies, he will die." She repeated again.

"What are you?"

“What is it?”

The woman showed a thoughtful look.

After a long time, she seemed to remember.
Chapter completed!