The Ancient Vast Realm

As time went by, the faceless man's body had become thin and mutilated, and he could only watch in despair as his body slowly disappeared.

At the same time, on the faceless man, some memories like streams of light gradually began to scatter in all directions. Among them were all kinds of trivial memories, which were broken into pieces, just like some memory fragments in the life of each living being.

Some memories flew directly into Feng Xuan's consciousness lying on the ground, and sections of memories that did not belong to him were also learned by him.

"This is the memory of those remnants of the past."

Feng Xuan glanced at the fragmented memories and slowly began to understand something.

Suddenly, an extremely shining and huge memory fragment flew directly out of the faceless man's body and smashed into Feng Xuan's conscious body lying on the ground.

"Uh-huh——"

Feng Xuan groaned, as if it was a little uncomfortable for him to accept such a large fragment of memory.

A subsequent memory made Feng Xuan a little stunned.

In the endless void, a purple-robed young man holding an ancient bronze sword was walking in the void with an indifferent expression. Next to him were corpses floating in the void. Each of these corpses exuded terrifying pressure. , behind the young man, several worlds like bubbles are rapidly collapsing, turning into black holes that swallow everything.

In front of the young man in purple, dozens of figures were running away, as if the young man in purple were some kind of man-eating beast.

What Feng Xuan saw was also the perspective of one of the fleeing figures.

"Run away separately. Is it possible that the Sword Emperor can still kill us all? Whether you survive or not depends on your ability!"

A black strange bird screamed, and then the black strange bird suddenly grabbed it, and a huge crack appeared in front of it, and it sank directly into it. It was obvious that it opened a passage from the void and escaped directly.

When other people saw this scene, they opened the space passages without hesitation and escaped into the unknown space. The strong man possessed by Feng Xuan was a green-faced tribesman with a green face and fangs on his back and four wings. The strong man saw this and punched through the space, escaped directly into the void, and then ran non-stop, fearing that the life-threatening guy behind him would chase him.

After running for who knows how long, the strong man from the Green-faced Clan finally saw a world in front of him like a yellow bubble wandering in the void, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The green-faced man looked around, and after making sure he didn't notice anything unusual, he ducked directly in front of the world, and then his body melted directly into the huge bubble.

After he entered this world, he came directly to a mountain with a height of thousands of feet. There was a majestic palace here. Some foreigners who looked like him bowed to him respectfully when they saw him:

"Meet the King!"

And those creatures that did not belong to the Green-faced Clan were lying on the ground with their heads lowered and trembling, and they were not even qualified to look up at him.

The strong man from the green-faced tribe came to a throne without saying a word, sat down on it, grabbed a skull filled with blood from the servant on the side, and drank the liquid in the skull. Down.

"King, you are finally back. I wonder what happened?"

After the strong man from the Green-faced Tribe finished drinking the blood wine, an old man from the Green-faced Tribe with an old face and a wooden staff slowly came to him and asked carefully.

"Forget it, the Sword Emperor of the human race found our gathering place for some reason, and went on a killing spree, killing almost all the strong men present. If I hadn't been lucky, I might not have been able to come back!"

The green-faced king said through gritted teeth, his voice full of frustration and anger.

Thinking that he had become the strongest man in the world, and after ruling the world, this was the first time he felt so aggrieved. He was killed like a lost dog by a mere strong human race. How could he be willing to accept it.

But he also knew that he couldn't afford to offend that person on his own. Not to mention himself, even those powerful men in the big world were still no match for him.

"Contact me those creatures in the dark realm and say..."

Just as the green-faced king was about to tell the old man in front of him something to say, his pupils suddenly shrank and he looked up at the sky.

boom!

The sky fell, and an ancient bronze sword with invisible edges descended. The huge sword blade easily pierced the barrier of this world.

"The Green Face Clan, colluding with the Black Territory, is a capital crime!"

A cold and indifferent voice came from outside the sky, and before anyone could react, the ancient bronze sword above the sky struck directly, and a sword beam of unknown length struck the ground in an instant. There was a thunderous sound, almost splitting the entire earth into two.

All the creatures seemed to hear a scream at this time, which seemed to be the scream before the world died.

The Green Faced King and his clan members who were under the sword light were all turned into dust under the sword.

The ancient bronze sword did not strike a second sword after striking out this one, and directly turned into a stream of light and escaped, leaving only a broken world floating helplessly in the void.

The memory ended here, but Feng Xuan fell into a sluggish state.

"Xuan... Xuantian Sword?"

He recognized the ancient bronze sword. It was the Xuantian Sword that was still stuck diagonally on the ground of Ksitigarbha Realm.

Feng Xuan didn't expect to see a fragment of this sword in the memory of another living being here, and the might of the Xuantian Sword that almost split a world apart also deeply shocked his mind.

But then Feng Xuan thought of the fact that the Xuantian Sword was now broken, and the sword spirit in the sword body had dissipated. He didn't know what kind of battle it had experienced to make it fall to such a state.

In Feng Xuan's consciousness space, the swallowing continued.

Gradually, no more residual souls flew out of the faceless man's body, and those memory fragments disappeared completely.

Finally, in the faceless man's desperate cry, the residual soul in his body was finally swallowed up by the bronze space, and when it was extinguished, it suddenly seemed to see a terrifying beast shadow in the increasingly deep vortex in front of it, staring at it without emotion, just like it had faced Feng Xuan before.

In this blurry beast shadow, it seemed to see countless worlds sinking and collapsing. The other party seemed to be an existence that feeds on the world. It couldn't help but let out a final groan, full of disbelief and confusion.

"Beast of Annihilation..."

Feng Xuan's consciousness body lay on the ground, watching all this happen blankly, and was still a little at a loss.