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Chapter 1841: The Road to Reincarnation... What has happened before will happen again... (Edited and updated)

"The evil destroys all living things, and all living things destroy the evil..."

In the lost years of ruins, Xu Xin's shout seemed to shake this long-dead world of time and space.

A huge force of time and space came, and Xu Xin did not resist, allowing himself to be thrown into the unknown land. The moment he passed through that ancient portal, he felt that his flesh and blood were being decomposed and reorganized, as if he had experienced death and rebirth.

When his vision became clear again, Xu Xin found himself standing on a bridge. It was a stone bridge spanning the void. Under the bridge was bottomless darkness, similar to the Bridge of Life and Death that lay across the Sea of ​​Sacrifice.

"The Bridge to the Rebirth?"

At this moment, Xu Xin suddenly had an understanding in his heart. It was the core of the oldest underworld in the legend, the passage connecting the worlds of life and death.

But unlike what he knew, this bridge exuded an indescribable ancient atmosphere, older than any history recorded by God.

The end of the bridge was hidden in the fog, and Xu Xin walked forward.

Suddenly, a strange scene appeared in front of his eyes. A girl accidentally obtained a seed and then rose up step by step.

The girl danced in time and space, and a Taoist flower bloomed with every step.

However, in the end, the girl finally turned into rain of light and dissipated, and the place where the rain of light fell was the original strange plateau.

That seemed to be the past of the Pollen Road Empress, which was older than most of the time in the heavens and myriad worlds. It was also at that time that the Heaven was completely separated from the heavens, becoming an independent and transcendent pure land, and becoming the base camp for fighting against the strange plateau.

"Is she the second one? There was... the first one before? Or maybe there was even earlier..."

"Wait... that's... a millstone..."

Suddenly, Xu Xin traced back to a special period of time. The next moment, he tore through time and space, and one hand descended upon the small underworld reincarnation road that had long been destroyed by the strange ancestor.

At the end of the reincarnation road in the small underworld, there is a pitch-black abyss, and in this dark abyss are the ruins of an ancient city.

In the ruined city, countless creatures once reincarnated here. In the center of the ruined city, there is a huge millstone made of rough stone, which is huge.

This stone millstone is very special. It is not damaged at all and is still turning slowly, as if it has been like this since ancient times and has never stopped.

This is really a shocking thing. You must know that in the previous years, the strange tribe found the trace of Meng Tianzheng and started a war with the broken layout of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Not only did the Quasi-Immortal Emperors and Immortal Emperors take action, but there were even higher-level confrontations.

After such great battles, the already broken universe of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and the Small Underworld was completely reduced to ruins, the path of reincarnation became the dust of history, and everything in this ancient city should have collapsed long ago.

But now Xu Xin has uncovered this history. Although the ancient city is in ruins, the millstone is surprisingly intact and is even still turning. This makes people feel surprised and even frightened.

However, Xu Xin knew something about the origin of this millstone. This thing could be traced back to the owner of the bronze coffin in the past. A seemingly ordinary thing, once it was related to that person, was destined to be extraordinary.

"The millstone... isn't the only thing. There are other things. Let's look for them again. The trace of that person is not just a problem. It can also be seen as an opportunity..."

Xu Xin fished out the millstone from the ruins of time, and then took action again, tearing apart different times to look for more traces.

In the dilapidated years and the ruins of the past, Xu Xin continued the broken old reincarnation path. After taking away the indestructible millstone, he once again opened up the ancient reincarnation path of the rest of time and space.

The light waves of time are distorted, and I don’t know whether it is the past or the future. A figure suddenly appears on the ancient path of reincarnation.

The silent reincarnation road does not look like a road, but more like a world, grand and empty, vast and cold, covered by endless darkness, shrouding billions of miles of frozen mountains and rivers. This vast and silent land makes people think of the eternal doomsday at the end of the strange plateau.

Xu Xin walked on this dark land. He felt as if he had come to the Ice Age. It was too cold. There was no sunshine, no sun or moon. The whole world was shrouded in the pitch-black sky.

This world is filled with the breath of death, like the last kingdom ruled by the Supreme Lord of the Underworld.

You can’t see the sky, and you can’t see the entire earth. There is only darkness and coldness, as if the abyss has swallowed up the world.

It looked like a dead and silent ruin of the universe that had been buried for who knows how many years, but from Xu Xin's perspective, he could discern its truth. This was a road, a reincarnation road, but it was particularly magnificent, huge, and at the same time very dilapidated.

Looking far into the distance at the end of the darkness, one floating continent after another, or the ruins of the past, are connected together to form an intermittent ancient path.

This road is too wide, made up of broken continents, leading to the end of the icy world.

Xu Xin walked in the old days of time, without being affected by the past or the future. Even the ancestor who once destroyed this place could not deduce his trajectory.

Very abruptly, he appeared in this cold frozen earth, appearing in an instant from a broken continent, and then disappearing in an instant, descending on another broken ruin. In the darkness, he climbed onto the ruins of one big world after another.

The ancient underworld has roads that lead to all directions, connecting to heaven and transcending the world.

Even the weird and ominous ancestor of the source only let his descendants occupy a corner of the reincarnation path and the ancient underworld, and did not delve too deeply into the source of the underworld, because this might involve a secret that is even more ancient and terrifying than the owner of the bronze coffin.

In the ancient underworld, there was a period of time when it was extremely quiet and dead. It was really like it was dead. There was not a single living creature on the entire road, and there was no life at all. It was even colder and darker than the legendary Hades.

Being in this soundless world for a long time can drive people crazy, but for true great practitioners, this is nothing but a trivial matter.

Xu Xin had long been accustomed to loneliness. As his cultivation became higher and higher, he transcended the years and time, the cause and effect of the heavens, and many things were no longer a concern of his. In other words, he gradually became less like a "mortal".

This seems to be an improvement, but the more crucial point is that... there are really too few qualified peers.

When we are still a mortal in this world, friends, family, wife and children are naturally extremely important, and we can even defend them with our lives.

As strength grows and transforms, the short-lived species becomes the long-lived species. With the increase of time and experience, emotions will be affected and become gradually indifferent. This is also a kind of "long-life calamity."

Xu Xin is considered lucky. Every reincarnation will "baptize" him, wipe away the dust, and start a new life. It will allow his mind to return to its original active state and make him more like a "human being".

However, as his cultivation level improved time and time again, his true spirit was more or less affected.

For example, in his past reincarnations, he could not control himself when it came to women, and even in this life, he still looked for a Taoist partner. However, after a series of complete transformations, such as becoming an immortal, defeating a king and becoming an emperor, transcending time and space, and offering sacrifices to the cause and effect, he finally changed.

He could feel these changes and did not resist them, but looking back now, he still felt a little sad.

Xu Xin's thoughts kept changing, and the reflections of time and space around him also moved according to his wishes, changing very quickly.

During the years he saw, there was a familiar figure walking on this dilapidated ancient road of reincarnation. The man was moving very fast, moving quickly through the lifeless underworld.

Finally, the man stopped and looked up. It was dark all around, and the broken continent seemed to be floating in the universe, hanging on the world's ocean, giving people a very unreal feeling.

The whole world, both in heaven and underground, is a cycle that leads to the unknown, and there are invisible barriers on all sides.

When the man offered up a stone jar, the invisible barrier was shattered, and the vast and boundless void was even more broken than what was seen in the reincarnation. The old road of reincarnation seemed to have experienced billions of years of war and finally became ruins.

The earth and rocks are endless, suspended in the void of the universe.

If you look closely, they are all broken planets. They are huge, but compared to the vast void, they are now as densely packed as dust and very small.

"Chu Feng... Is it the same millstone? Or... more than one..."

Xu Xin coldly watched the figure that appeared in this period of time. He did not touch the stone jar because it was very important. If he touched the key things in that period of history at will, the backlash might change the direction of "history" once again.

In Xu Xin's vision, there was a huge thing in this historical ruins, so huge that it seemed to be squeezed into a large universe. It seemed to be a creature that surpassed the Immortal King, and a rough stone millstone was not much smaller than that creature.

The shrill screams echoed through the history of time. It was an ominous sound, so miserable and tragic, as if one was being ground and crushed repeatedly by a millstone, day after day, year after year. It was unknown how many epochs of torture one had endured there.

This is history from who knows how many years ago, and perhaps this piece of history has long been lost, but the millstone remains forever, which indirectly makes everything related to it immortal.

Strange screams, sporadic flames, ancient millstones, dilapidated scenes, it seemed as if all the old things were in reincarnation, the entire ancient history was changing, and returning again.

What has been done will be done again, and what has been done will be done again.

It's like something that happened before is repeating itself over and over again?

As we all know, every era will come to an end, and all the worlds will continue to be destroyed, continuing a certain fate of reincarnation.

"The millstone... the wheel of fate... is it the wheel of fate turning?"

Xu Xin stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to feel the huge millstone in front of him and compare it with the millstone he had taken away from another time.

The road of reincarnation before his eyes changed again, presenting a dark and cold prison, dead silent for eternity, without any sound or life.

During this period of history, the heavens declined, the world decayed and collapsed, and all life gradually disappeared and came to an end.

Withered feathers, broken fairy bones, and scattered debris withered and fell in the ruins of the universe. Those who could leave traces were at least the existence of those who had destroyed kings and became emperors. Their bodies should have been indestructible and immortal, but they were gone.

The huge and boundless millstone gradually became blurred, and then broke into pieces. The previous screams also stopped and quickly dissipated.

Xu Xin stood in the ruins of samsara, watching everything turn into nothingness like smoke and ashes, completely wiped out by the passage of history and unpredictable power.

In this devastated world, all that can be seen are dust-like cosmic debris and the rotten bones of various powerful creatures.

The once vast world and countless heavens have all become glorious things of the past.

This may also be a preview of the future of the heavens. Even if there are no strange tribes, the universe will eventually usher in reincarnation, just like the infinite calamities in the legend of "Honghuang". Nothing is immortal.

It was like this in the past, and it will be repeated in the future. Will it be reincarnated into this scene?

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why the owner of the bronze coffin felt that he was "sick". He transcended time and space, and was above cause and effect. He achieved true eternity, but familiar things were constantly changing and revolving, including even his beloved ones.

The world is coming to an end, parents will never be seen again, friends around are all dead, and even the heavens, the world, and even God have dried up and become extinct, leaving only oneself. How sad and terrifying it is.

It was hard for him to accept it. The sky and the earth collapsed, the heavens and the earth fell apart, and all the familiar people around him died, becoming only memories in history. It was so sad.

In the end, he became "sick". He felt that he, who was immortal, was sick, and that normal people should be born and die with the world.

So, he became so ill that he died of illness and was buried on the plateau. After a long time, even his body turned into "ashes".

But even so, he still "survived", and the continuation of his life was not those strange creatures, the Immortal Emperor, or the Ancestor, but the real source of the weirdness, the plateau.

That’s right, the real source of the weirdness is the plateau. That piece of ancestral land has will, but it is very vague, not like a normal creature. This is also consistent with the state of the owner of the bronze coffin.

He subjectively wanted to die, but objectively his strength was too strong, and he couldn't even commit suicide. Even if he really died, he could return, and his instinctive will would not allow that kind of eternal silence.

Therefore, after he died of illness, he would always be in a state of being half-dead, either alive or dead. Even if the weirdness was really destroyed, he would still appear again.

Unless he truly resolves the knot in his heart and recovers from the "illness", he will still not die.

"Master of the Bronze Coffin, what kind of realm is above the Way of Sacrifice? Can you really transcend it just by sacrificing everything you have?"

As the light and shadow rotated, Xu Xin sensed the changes of the millstone and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He knew a lot, about defeating the king and becoming the emperor, about the Immortal Emperor, about the Dao of Sacrifice, and about things above the Dao of Sacrifice, but... he didn't dare to believe it completely.

Only when you truly embark on the path of spiritual practice will you know that some words and phrases are indeed the "true teachings" and the key to a breakthrough. However, this does not mean that you will definitely be able to achieve a breakthrough by relying on those "true teachings."

In particular, the state beyond time and space is too illusory.

(End of this chapter)