"Once?" the man murmured.

"Yes!" the voice replied.

The man stood quietly.

"When you go to the Gate of All Realms, you will enter a new world! There is the flesh and blood of the candle dragon, and it is a boundless world!"

"There is the Tao that I pursue! My Tao is the Tao of Swords. Although in my hands, I have power comparable to that of a martial arts immortal! But so what?"

"How is Wuxian?"

"What about the peerless immortal?"

"If you don't achieve the great road, you will eventually be unable to go any further and achieve transcendence!"

The man stretched out his hand and touched it gently on the door.

Suddenly, he touched a touch of solidified blood.

That was left over from that battle tens of millions of years ago.

"This blood is the blood of a peerless immortal!" said the voice behind him.

"As strong as a peerless immortal, they can only perish in the hands of the opponent! At that time, they could still rely on the will of Zhulong in the martial arts world to keep out the catastrophe! But now, the will of the martial arts world has been shattered, and your strength is not even what it was back then.

No peerless immortal can compare with you!"

"Destroying the world is the only way!"

"Let's go! Leave here with your talent, that's where you should shine! It's not worth your stay here!"

The man's hand paused on the drop of coagulated blood.

"I have a question to ask you!"

"you say!"

"Were you here during the war?"

"Yes! Are you blaming me for not taking action? Allowing this world to fall into a bad situation? You have to know that even if I take action, it will not help! My strength is above that of the Peerless Immortal, but not much stronger! If I take action, I will only

It will make the situation worse!"

"No! That's not what I want to ask! What I want to ask is, how many people left through this door back then?"

"Twelve thousand people!"

"realm?"

"One Martial Immortal, two Martial Saints, one hundred people with supernatural powers, and innate - eleven thousand eight hundred and ninety-eight!"

"Where is the peerless immortal?"

"Zero people!"

"Why?"

"madness!"

"No! It's not stupid! But -" the man paused and said: "If they leave, who can resist this catastrophe?"

He looked at his hand, and there was hot blood flowing in it.

"If everyone is 'smart', then the one who should go the most is the Peerless Immortal! It's the dozens of Martial Immortals, the Martial Saints, the Dharma Primes!"

"If they leave, then I, Lu Sheng, will be gone! In this world, I, Lu Sheng, will no longer exist!"

"Now that I'm gone, maybe, after many years, the other Lu Sheng will no longer have his footprints!"

"The hope that our ancestors left behind with their lives has been completely destroyed in my hands!"
Chapter completed!