Just broke up with the empress, stepped on the ant to upgrade

This cry resounded through the heavens and the earth.

It also expressed the woman's last courage.

And after she finished shouting, the small piece of paper in her hand, which had been handed down from generation to generation, seemed to be overwhelmed and completely weathered, turning into dust and drifting away with the wind.

Everyone was stunned.

Zhao Lingxue couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Still... failed?"

She murmured, feeling all kinds of emotions, which were hard to describe.

She should have thought that the paper that had been passed down for thousands of years and countless times, even if it had unparalleled divine power, should have been completely wiped out by the power of time, and how could it really summon any ancestors?

There is also a rumor that it may have been the nonsense of the first-generation grandmother on her deathbed, or perhaps it was just a dream before death? Where... is there really any god?

Zhao Lingxue, Zhao Lingxue, are you done here?

Zhao Lingxue smiled bitterly. When death really came, even if Zhao Lingxue was determined, she could not help but feel countless emotions. There was great fear between life and death.

Despair completely enveloped her. Zhao Xueying closed her eyes unwillingly, and a line of crystal tears fell down her cheeks.

She waited for death to come...

Swish——

The dazzling light shone all over the field. Even with closed eyes, one could feel the dazzling white, but the imagined pain did not come.

One moment, two moments... Only a quiet breeze blew by.

The world seemed to become quiet...

'Is this... the world after death? '

Zhao Lingxue boldly opened her eyes and looked. There was confusion and puzzlement in her eyes mixed with tears. Then... she saw the scene that she would never forget.

A figure of peerless elegance stood in the sky.

He was as handsome as jade, with a flawless face, a slender and tall figure, wearing a thin white robe, as quiet as snow and frost.

His perfect face was filled with a faint sadness.

What came over him was an indescribable epic vicissitude... He seemed to be a relic of the previous era, with a suffocating sense of historical heaviness sweeping down, as if he had experienced years and reincarnations for a long time, and was a living ancient history...

He was like a perfect man who walked out of a painting, with a sense of unreality that was isolated from the world. He looked up at the world, his eyes flashed across the mountains and lakes, printed with the sun, the moon, and the stars, and also flashed a faint sadness.

Zhao Lingxue looked at it, and for a moment she was a little dazed...

Would such a perfect man, like a banished immortal, also have sadness?

For some reason, Zhao Lingxue felt a little heartache for no reason, and she wanted to smooth the man's frown.

As the man appeared, the group of Jindan-stage Great Perfection cultivators who had chased her and forced her into desperate situations repeatedly were all imprisoned in place as if they were cast into a fixed body spell.

Not only were their bodies imprisoned in place, but the space was stagnant and time was paused. Their spiritual energy, soul, golden elixir, magic weapon, and everything... were completely imprisoned. Even the magical powers that had been displayed were disintegrated and disintegrated into the most original spiritual energy at this moment.

It was a law that they could not understand at the moment, suppressed by the great way of heaven and earth... There were still expressions of fear on their faces.

The man never looked at the men in black from beginning to end. He was so handsome that he seemed to be the ruler of heaven and earth. Everything in the world could not enter his eyes.

He finally raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Lingxue.

His expression was stunned for a moment.

This glance seemed to see Zhao Lingxue's past and future, tracing back to the source, and seeing the root of all blood inheritance.

A gust of wind blew gently, and he floated down like a fallen immortal, landing gently in front of Zhao Lingxue.

As he moved, the man in black who was imprisoned behind him began to turn into pieces of dust and dissipate, as if he had never existed.

He looked at Zhao Lingxue, and was stunned for a moment:

"Auntie."

A whisper resounded throughout the world.

The corners of his mouth raised a smile of reunion after a long absence, and he was also a little dazed, as if he was looking through Zhao Lingxue, across a distant time and space, at a certain figure.