Fighting the Supreme Realm

"What is God...what is human, what is the meaning of life..."

Xiao Yan's thoughts are constantly enlightened in this reincarnation, experiencing the beginning and end of life, feeling the glory of the supreme power of the emperor and marquis, and also experiencing the hardship of living with all his strength just to be able to eat once. It's inevitable.

The pain, sweetness, bitterness, and bitterness of the world are all endless aftertaste in Xiao Yan's heart.

After feeling all this, Xiao Yan showed a bitter smile. As an ancestral realm fighting god, although he has not yet achieved immortality, even with his current strength, Xiao Yan can already become the creator of most stars.

He is fully capable of creating his own stars. As long as Xiao Yan is willing to spend time, he can even create a galaxy or a space even larger than the Dou Emperor Continent.

This is the ability that Xiao Yan has now. Unknowingly, Xiao Yan seems to have been looking up. It has been a long time since he lowered his head and looked down.

"It turns out... I have come so far without knowing it." Xiao Yan sighed. He always felt that he was not strong enough because there were always enemies more powerful than him, and they kept appearing, so Xiao Yan had to keep moving forward. .

Only he himself understands this feeling. After practicing till now, looking back, it feels like he has had a long, long dream.

It seemed that I was far away from the young man who was lying in the back of the Xiao family in Wutan City, still melancholy because of the inexplicable disappearance of his fighting spirit. Just yesterday.

But... my father has been reincarnated, and every familiar face has disappeared.

"Father...eldest brother and second brother..."

Xiao Yan's eyes were red, and two lines of tears fell from his cheeks. Now he has really arrived. The farther he goes, the stronger he becomes, but... he also becomes more and more lonely.

He is immortal... but the years are passing by, and the long river of time will take away everything. Life is just a grain of sand floating in the long river. When it disappears, it disappears. The water disappears in the water, leaving no trace.

If you become immortal, you will have an almost endless lifespan. As long as the world of Shenxi stands, every immortal strongman will be written into immortal songs. This is eternal life.

But Xiao Yan is afraid... because between death and rebirth, Xiao Yan has lived in different human worlds. Compared with death, separation and forgetting are the most terrifying things in this world.

Deep down in Xiao Yan's heart, he didn't want to become immortal. Even now, he seemed to be stopping for a moment to seriously accompany his friends and lovers on a journey.

"What's the use of eternal life...Behind God is also endless loneliness. This is what I understand. Is this immortal?"

Xiao Yan murmured, with sadness in his eyes. It would be better to float up and down in the long river of time than disappear in the long river after a short period of glory.

In these hundreds of lives, every time when life comes to an end, there is unwillingness.

Everyone will leave with their wish and disappear forever.

This may seem unwilling and sad to mortals, because they have not experienced the loneliness brought by the vast time. In the eyes of gods... regret is the true meaning of happiness.

"What is the true meaning of life..."

With a thought in Xiao Yan's mind, everything around him changed rapidly. At this moment, there was a noisy flow of people around him. He stood in a market and looked at the familiar things around him, with a slight smile on his face.

A steady stream of people passed by Xiao Yan and looked at him standing motionless in the crowd. These people all looked at Xiao Yan with strange eyes.

Xiao Yan turned his head and saw a house number not far away with the word "Xiao Mansion" written on it.

This...is Wutan City.

Xiao Yan's footsteps stopped outside the Xiao Mansion. He did not go in, but stood outside the Xiao Mansion and looked up. At this time, there was a boy and a girl. The boy had beautiful features, clean clothes and two strands of hair flying on his ears and temples. , the girl was dressed in a simple and elegant gauze, with shining silver pieces stuck to the corners of her eyes. She took the boy's hand and ran out of the Xiao Mansion, her eyes curled into crescent moons, and both of them seemed extremely happy.

They ran out of Xiao Mansion and towards the back mountain, and soon disappeared into the sea of ​​people without being seen.

These are all from Xiao Yan's memories. He once wanted to grow up, but now he seems to have achieved it. Xiao Yan has been asking himself, is this really what he wants?

"In this long life, the more we gain, the more we lose. In this vast time, no one can change the established story. Everyone will come to the end. This is the best ending to the story..."

"Dad is... the eldest brother and the second brother are also..."

"Nalan Yanran...Ya Fei..."

A figure that had almost been forgotten appeared in Xiao Yan's mind, and the old friend remained the same.

"There are so many memories, and I really seem to have forgotten a lot of them without realizing it." Xiao Yan smiled bitterly, memories rushing through him, only a slight tingling in his heart.

"Brother, what are you doing standing here?"

Just when Xiao Yan was looking around this place and was lost in long memories, suddenly a five or six-year-old child appeared in front of him. His cheeks were all pink, and he was licking candied haws in his fleshy little mouth. His eyes were curious. He looked at Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, and saw the child squatting down, reaching out and touching the child's little head, with a smile on his face.

"Brother... I miss home."

"Then why doesn't the elder brother go home?" The child was puzzled, his eyes full of innocence.

"I'm going to go back and have a look." Xiao Yan said with a smile. The child nodded obediently, and then a soft call came from not far away.

"Chi'er, come back quickly." A woman said a little angry, but after approaching the child, her face still showed a soft color. She glanced at Xiao Yan with a strange smile, and left with the child.

As he walked, he also knocked the child on the head.

"Mom told me not to talk to strangers casually. If you don't obey me, I won't buy you candied haws."

The child Roududu touched the head that was beaten by his mother with his little hand, nodded obediently, and responded.

Xiao Yan smiled, and his smile was very sweet. He looked at everything around him, peaceful and quiet, and life existed in its own way. In the world of Shenxi, there are countless stars like this, and there are countless ordinary families like this.

"What is God...what is mortal..."

"Is the true meaning of cultivation still about protection..."

"It's just that you are no longer just protecting your relatives and partners, but protecting more and more ordinary creatures. Being strong also has a purpose, and only the truly strongest understand the true meaning of protection."

Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly opened, and an eternal aura spread from his body. There was a golden light in his eyes, and the immortal power that stayed in front of his heart merged into his heart!

"Guarding is my immortal will!"