Martial Mythology

It is muddy and ignorant, without direction or time. It can be a whole, or it can be artificially divided into countless areas, and any area is exactly the same. Even the strong in the Guiyuan realm can easily get lost in it.

However, although Hunmeng doesn't have the concept of time and direction, the ninth-order world does.

Because of this, people are more accustomed to using the ninth-order world as the coordinate axis to divide the direction of Hunmeng and measure the time of Hunmeng.

Because the ninth-level creators have a special connection with the ninth-level world created by themselves, even if they are far away from the ninth-level world and wander in the twilight, they can still perceive the passage of time.

It's just that the passage of time is not the passage of muddy time, but the passage of time in the ninth-order world they created themselves.

In the vast and boundless fog, a figure in a purple robe shuttled through it at an astonishing speed.

That figure is not affected by Hunmeng at all, as if it is a world of its own, incompatible with the whole Hunmeng.

The purple-robed man shuttled back and forth in the fog, as if he had forgotten the passage of time. His posture had never changed, like a sculpture, and seemed to be standing still, but judging from the distance between him and a certain ninth-level world, It's not that he's not moving, it's just that his special shape makes him look like he's still.

This purple-robed man was none other than Zhang Yu.

Since he left the wilderness world, he has spent nine years unknowingly. During the nine years, he never stopped for a moment, enduring boredom and loneliness, and shuttled through the obscurity at a constant speed.

Nine years seemed quite a long time to Zhang Yu.

You know, counting from the moment he awakened the memory before time travel in this life, he stayed in the Sky Void Realm for far less than nine years.

But now, he has walked through the darkness for nine years, without sleep, without eating or drinking, and without being accompanied by anyone.

He could bear the boredom, but the unprecedented strong sense of loneliness made him extremely irritable, and even faintly felt a little palpitation.

At this time, he couldn't help sensing the world of his dantian. After sensing the trillions of creatures in the world of his dantian, his emotions were slightly relieved.

"Now I can finally understand why astronauts in previous lives suffered psychological trauma after returning from space."

Zhang Yu had never experienced that feeling so deeply.

Living in the vast universe, looking at the earth from space, the earth is just an inconspicuous star among the countless stars, like a small glass ball. If something happens to the astronauts in space, they will never be able to return to the earth. The earth can only wander in space, what kind of sadness and despair is that?

From space to the earth, even an extremely small error in the operation of the manned spacecraft will be infinitely magnified by the distance of tens of millions of kilometers between the stars. A slight error may cause the astronauts to bid farewell to the earth forever...

How much courage does this require?

Zhang Yu can sense the existence of the wilderness world, and he can return to the wilderness world at any time, but he will feel irritable, palpitations, and a little bit of loneliness, and those astronauts are all mortals, and their future is full of uncertainty , What kind of pressure is on the mind?

"Huh..." Zhang Yu took a deep breath, and his mood calmed down a lot.

The psychological pressure that mortals can bear, he is a majestic ninth-level creator, is he even inferior to mortals?

Of course, Hunmeng is not the universe. Compared with the universe, the pressure Hunmeng brings to people is more terrifying. This is really not something ordinary people can bear.

Suppressing the irritability and loneliness in his heart, Zhang Yu continued to walk through the fog, and time passed quietly during his long journey.

In a blink of an eye, thirty years have passed.

For thirty years, Sky Academy has undergone earth-shaking changes. Dantian World, Wilderness World, and Sky Void World have also entered the track of rapid development. Countless talents have sprung up like mushrooms. It is because of the birth of a large number of impossibly young immortals, the seven chief judges have also fallen from the altar, Yuan Tianji, Wu Kun, etc., more and more Tianjiao have achieved world-renowned achievements.

This is an unprecedented dazzling new era!

And Sky Academy has become the most dazzling protagonist in this dazzling new era!

Those immature students in the past have now become strong people who can stand on their own!

This group of young people, as well as the old guys in the academy, have all become the protagonists of the times, and have become the boulders that the three major ninth-tier world arrogances cannot avoid!

Among them, the most eye-catching ones are the Illusory Shuangshu, one is Bai Ling from the Sky Academy, and the other is Bailu from the Holy Academy. In this incredible and dazzling new era, the Illusory Shuangshu has achieved world-renowned achievements. Once overwhelmed Yuan Tianji, Wu Kun and others, and reached the top of the new era's Tianjiao.

The popularity of the two was like a storm, sweeping through the three major ninth-order worlds, surpassing countless strong men of the older generation, and the limelight was the same for a while.

Thirty years, the three major ninth-order worlds seem to have spanned a long era, and every world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the west of the wilderness world, there are continuous mountains and towering icebergs connected to the sky. On the top of the tallest iceberg, there is a group of palaces. In the largest palace, Yuan Qing sits at the top. The quasi-void-returning powerhouses sat in the lower positions, and all of them closed their eyes, comprehending the way of heaven and man.

As the sun set, Yuan Qing slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the sky with his deep eyes: "In a blink of an eye, thirty years have passed, and I don't know where my apprentice is now?"

The distance between the Xuanhuang Universe and the Sky Void Realm and the Wilderness Realm is not too far away, but this is for ordinary Yuanyuan Realm powerhouses or ninth-level creators, because for the vast majority of Yuanyuan Realm powerhouses and ninth-level creators, almost Ten years, hundreds of years, or even tens of thousands of years are no different from a short moment. Even if it takes them tens of thousands of years to travel, they still feel very close.

Yuan Qing can only perceive the direction of the Xuanhuang universe, not its location, but since he was able to establish a ray of contact with the Xuanhuang universe, it means that the Xuanhuang universe must not be too far away.

Yuan Qing didn't know Zhang Yu's speed. He only knew that at his own speed, it would take hundreds of years to go to the Xuanhuang universe, and it would take tens of thousands of years or even longer. Zhang Yu's speed was faster, but Just how fast, no one knows.

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In the daze, Zhang Yu was almost numb.

His head was almost in a state of emptiness, relying only on the instinct of his body, he continued to walk through the darkness.

Suddenly, Zhang Yu's pupils shrank slightly, his spirits lifted, and his consciousness became clear.

He stared at the front, where the cloud was like boiling water, and the large cloud was constantly rotating, like a large-scale storm. The dull roar was like thunder in summer.

"So strong." Zhang Yu looked solemn.

This was the first creature he encountered after entering Hunmeng!

However, the power of this creature made him feel a little bit of pressure.

The strength of this creature is by no means inferior to Zhang Yu's!

In other words, this is a ninth-level creator, and most likely a ninth-level creator who has survived the catastrophe of reincarnation!

The haze caused by the other party's agitation even surpassed the entire Sky Void Realm!

"Master, be careful." Xiao Ling'er felt scared instinctively.

Zhang Yu didn't want to cause trouble, so he simply changed his route slightly to avoid the cloudy storm.

It's just that before Zhang Yu had time to go around, the hazy storm stopped automatically, and the surrounding haze quickly calmed down. In the center of that area, a burly silver-haired young man stood there, with a stern face and slightly sharp eyes watching Zhang Yu, faintly mixed with the excitement of finding a prey, his silver hair fluttered gently in the haze.

Sensing the gaze of the silver-haired young man, Zhang Yu suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart: "This guy, doesn't he want to take the initiative to provoke trouble?"