Five hours later, the crowd began to retreat and return.

Sitting in the car, the expressions on the faces of a group of cultivators of the Eastern Fence Hongzong Sect were extremely depressed, and their emotions were extremely low, even compared to the eager discussion when they came, but the atmosphere on the car at this moment was extremely solemn, and no one was even willing to take the initiative to say something.

Everyone has not yet recovered from the strength just now.

During these five hours, in addition to waiting for the mushroom cloud to disperse, they also personally went to the area where the vacuum bomb exploded to search.

Of course, there was no accident, the strength has reached the realm of returning to the ruins of the Yuxuan Sect Zuo You, in the end there is not even slag left, for this reason, even called satellite monitoring, after clear amplification repeatedly determined, Zuo Yu became flying ash at the moment of the vacuum bomb explosion, even if he desperately wanted to escape, but there was no way to escape, he could only watch his body fragmented, and finally was completely purified.

This scene gives people an extremely shocking feeling.

Especially this group of cultivators, they were shocked to an incomprehensible extent.

"If we cultivate, it's better to engage in scientific research?"

Finally, an elder spoke up, breaking the silence in the carriage, and everyone looked up at the elder, but saw that the elder did not know when, and his face was already covered with tears.

Of course, it wasn't because Zuo Yu died, he was sad.

It's because of fear.

And...... Confusion about the future.

Most of them present are cultivators of the realm of Qi refining gods, and among their goals, Zuo You's kind of powerhouse in the realm of returning to the ruins has always been an existence that they need to be unmatched in their lifetime, and even among the people present, one percent of them can step into the realm of returning to the ruins in the future, and they are already regarded as the ancestors of the Guangzong Yaozu.

But just like that, a strong person who returned to the realm of ruins became a bubble.

Break at the touch of a button.

Even, above the ruins, there are more terrifying weapons capable of ultra-long-range strikes, and they don't even have any ability to resist at all, and they will directly become slag.

This perception directly overturned their worldview.

It's terrible!

Even if they reach the peak of their entire lives, they are still not invincible existences, and even those who kill them are not cultivators as powerful as them, just a group of terrifying weapons developed by ordinary mortals, which is enough to completely destroy them.

Unacceptable.

But I had to accept it.

Such an impact brings everyone not only fear from the heart, but also the dazed and unknown face of the future.

"Since there were Qi refiners in this world, cultivators have been working hard to improve, trying to keep up with the development of this world, and conforming to the Mandate of Heaven. And this is true of us cultivators, as well as ordinary mortals, who are also looking for breakthroughs in their own paths, looking for more terrifying powers.

"From the beginning, mortals may have been preparing to surpass us."

"And we, however, have never looked at mortals in our eyes."

The crowd was silent, powerless to refute because it was the truth.

Cultivators never look at mortals in their eyes, because in their hearts, mortals are ants, and they are all ants that they can easily step on if they want to step on death, but they have always ignored that mortals have been improving for thousands of years.

More powerful weapons.

More traffic.

More powerful medical treatment.

Something that used to appear only in mythology or among cultivators has gradually ceased to be a problem in the eyes of mortals.

"If you think about it, we may have been ignoring mortals all along."

"It's ridiculous, just before, all we thought about was that cultivators, those sect families were our enemies, and those cultivation powers were what we needed to catch up with and fear, but we never thought that the things we should fear the most were only those mortals after all."

"It may not be a powerful cultivator who kills us, but a mortal that we can't look at."

"We cultivators go out, in addition to magic weapons, only by reaching the Mahayana realm can we volley the void, but the speed is still not too fast, but mortals have already created planes and trains, and even now there are such things as high-speed rail, which are even more powerful than us cultivators."

"In terms of weapons, mortal cannonballs can easily reach the level that only a strong person in the realm of our Ruins can reach, even Mahayana."

"There are many more aspects that mortals that we can't look at have been improving."

"What is our cultivation for?"

"..."

Emotions are contagious."

For a while, in the whole car, everyone gradually brought despair in their hearts, and even many people began to lose their initial enthusiasm for cultivation.

After all, what they struggled and worked in was ultimately inferior to mortals.

In this matter, whoever changes the mentality will also collapse.

The car turned around, finally left the mountain road, all the way along the highway, and drove to a high-rise building in the center of the magic capital, the building should be newly built, and at this moment many workers are hanging a very special LOGO sign.

The car stopped, and An Li took the lead in front of

the car: "We have arrived, everyone get off the car, and see our future office space."

But as soon as the words were finished, An Li felt that something was wrong, and everyone in the whole car was as lifeless as a frosty eggplant.

In the words of later generations, there is only one word in this carriage.

Mourning!

An Li was a little strange, but he didn't think much about it, just because these cultivators were forced to stand in the same camp by themselves, they were a little unwilling, and they didn't say much at the moment, urging everyone to get off.

After the group got out of the car, they looked up and immediately found the very special badge.

It was a flying sword, coming from the heavenly dome and heading towards the heavenly dome, and there was a faint sense of fairy on it, which made people unforgettable just by looking at it, and when everyone was strange, An Li had already spoken:

"This is our future office, and it is also the place where all the cultivators in the magic capital need to report."

"Cultivator Association, Magic Capital Branch."

Everyone was shocked, obviously An Li had come prepared, even the venue and decoration were ready, and the confusion that had lingered in his heart before appeared again.

What will future cultivators become?

The previous cultivators were hidden in the holy lands of the major sects, hidden in their own families, and even cultivated in the deep mountains and old forests for decades, and easily did not go out. Originally, I thought that the revival of Spiritual Qi and the prosperous era of cultivation were coming, and even the future would be the same as in the ancient martial arts era, with various factions appearing, and the major sects were proudly proud.

But now, this Cultivator Association made everyone inevitably feel a little sad.

An Li sensed everyone's sadness, and his heart couldn't help but feel even more strange.

Lu Dongyuan finally couldn't bear it, and came out at this time and asked,

"Lord An, cultivator, what will the future hold?"

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