Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Without beginning or end, the forbidden immortal road.

Above the heavens, the emperors rose up and entered the immortal road.

On the immortal road, every step was difficult.

Qin Hao and Chen Yi were the leaders, standing at the front.

They took one step at a time, and with each step, the pressure on their bodies became heavier.

They were still like this when they set foot on this road, it was hard to imagine how powerful Qin Xuan was.

With each step, Qin Hao felt heavy.

"There are endless heavens beyond the sky, mountains beyond the mountains, and this road is endless... Father, do you want to open the way for the old friend?"

Qin Hao took steps, and he understood Qin Xuan's intention.

Because of this, his heart was more bitter, but his steps were more determined.

Along the way, he was following Qin Xuan's footsteps, but he never followed.

When he took one step, his father had already taken ten steps, a hundred steps, a thousand steps...

Even in the great catastrophe of the ancient plain, he never stood beside the man in white.

How many ancient sages in the ancient plain, as strong as the Emperor of Killing, also left after stepping into the beginningless and endless.

But his father, after stepping into the beginningless and endless, still did not abandon the heavens, did not forget his old friends, and opened such a fairy road.

He wanted to use himself as the flag at the end to guide the direction of his old friends.

Qin Hao gritted his teeth and let out a low roar. All the bitterness, reluctance, and anger seemed to turn into motivation, allowing him to move forward again step by step.

Chen Yi, behind Qin Hao, was also taking difficult steps.

He looked ahead quietly, with a calm look in his eyes.

Chen Yi understood that there were many people in this world who were destined to be extraordinary and extraordinary.

For every step taken by the world, this extraordinary existence may take thousands of steps. Such an existence is even more lonely and lonely, because all people of the same generation will be surpassed and unable to keep up.

Those who once fought side by side may no longer be seen when they look back after many years.

The lingering and unforgettable feelings of the past have finally returned to peace over the years.

"But one day, there will be followers who continue to move forward and follow your footsteps."

"Immortal Emperor, you are not alone, the latter is endless, and there will be a figure who can follow your footsteps."

"Give me some time, I will stand in front of you and live up to this immortal road."

Chen Yi murmured in his heart, and these words were only for himself.

There are also tears in the immortal road. Jun Wushuang and others naturally understood Qin Xuan's intention.

The years are too long, and it is cold once you enter the cultivation.

They never thought that when they have endless life and the power to destroy the world, it will become a torment.

If it weren't for Qin Xuan, if it weren't for their expectations and obsessions, they might have collapsed in these long years.

They understand more clearly that from a mortal, they have endless lives, have seen all the wonders of this world, and stand at the highest point of this world, they seem to have become numb.

What a blessing it is to end a hundred years, and it is also difficult to live forever.

Everyone in the world seeks immortality, but when it comes to real immortality, who understands the torment in it.

Douzhan and others also put their hands together and sighed.

"Immortal!"

The old friend stepped on the immortal road, when one figure after another walked through the immortal road and stepped through the immortal gate.

The power of the long river irrigated, and the realm of the emperor was finally broken, transcending the heavens.

Some people looked forward, but they only saw the vast long river, endless, without beginning or end.

Some people also looked back. The immortal gate was still there, but they could no longer return. Once they returned, they would be suppressed by the origin of the heavens, which was tantamount to cutting off their own realm.

Then, the old friends, like swimming fish, stepped into the beginningless and endless.

They went down the long river, fighting to cross and following the footsteps of the immortals.

…

In the restricted area, in the cave.

The dilapidated and scorched flower floating in the river seemed to have a glimmer of light.

The desolate flower floated gently in the long river, and then turned into a woman.

The woman was wearing a beautiful flower skirt and had a sacred appearance. There was a rune between her eyebrows that was shining quietly like a petal.

"Immortal!"

The woman exuded a trace of will. She looked at the old friends who kept moving forward in the long river, like dust and ants, and was stunned.

Her eyes were too sacred and vast, even more than the power of fate. Even the power of thousands of fate could not stir up the slightest ripple in these eyes.

The woman stood quietly, looking at the old friends who were moving forward.

Suddenly, she raised her hand gently, and a petal fell on the immortal road.

The entire immortal road seemed to be blessed by the supreme secret power. This time, even fate could not destroy it.

The woman stepped lightly on the purple river, one step at a time, a lotus, in an instantThen she appeared outside the restricted area.

The so-called restricted area barrier, in her eyes, was like thin paper, and the breeze could hardly hinder her body at all.

Even when the woman stepped into the long river, the power of the long river around her was retreating, making way for her.

"Unconsciously, I have been sleeping for more than 100,000 long river years."

"This sleep is really too long."

The woman looked at the power of the long river, and a subtle will emanated from her body.

She stood in the beginningless long river, looking with her eyes, but what was reflected in her eyes was not the long river, but two long rivers, intersecting in different directions.

She seemed to see something, someone was killing back from the end, and someone was moving towards the end.

"Master Xuan!"

The woman uttered three words gently, and then she stepped forward.

Lotuses bloomed step by step, and in front of her, a terrifying long river undercurrent suddenly appeared, this undercurrent, leading to a very distant direction.

What is even more horrifying is that such a powerful undercurrent in the long river was actually created by humans in a few blinks of an eye.

The woman stepped into it, and as she entered, the entire undercurrent suddenly calmed down, as if it had never existed.

…

Xuanzhu Dao, the Great Dao Xuantian.

This is a world, located in the center of all the worlds of Xuanzhu Dao.

Countless worlds converge into long rivers, and every point of light in them is a world in Xuanzhu Dao.

And the destination of these worlds is always in this world.

In this world, there is a figure, sitting cross-legged with his head held high.

This person has long hair like a long river, and these long hairs are connected to the long rivers of the world.

There are also long rivers constructed by the world, which converge under this existence, forming lakes of different sizes.

In front of the figure, a mysterious tower is quietly suspended. Around this mysterious tower, there are constantly miniature phantoms, which are constantly disillusioned.

Suddenly, this figure actually opened his eyes.

The eyes opened, each of which had two pupils, one large and one small, containing an invisible power.

The creation could not even have a reflection in these pupils.

In the avenue of Xuantian, a figure came step by step with lotus flowers, looking at this figure that was as majestic as the world.

In those eyes, the four pupils trembled, and endless waves emerged.

"The Lord..."