Alien Dust

Chapter 606: The Fictional Cang Ling

Ming Yi's body was shaky.

Since obtaining the Time Element, they realized that they could use Nuwa Shenduan's time travel and Cangchu's narrow sense of time law to change the past and repair the dimensional bridge leading to Cangchu.

But when they stepped into the history of three hundred years ago, they, the martial heroes of Douyixing Palace, realized how terrifying the strong people of that era were. With their current living environment, it is impossible for them to breed strong people who can surpass these geniuses and monsters.

It can even be said that the reason why these strong men three hundred years ago were almost invincible was not simply because of the large number of talents in that era, but because the spiritual factors of the entire alien wasteland in this era reached the most active level, and the alien erosion was also at the weakest stage. It was this perfect environment that created a group of brilliant stars that appeared in the history of Cangchu.

Originally, this era had the greatest hope of breaking through the dimensional constraints, allowing everyone to step into a higher dimension and into the realm of eternal life. However, the most horrific human fighting occurred, and the group of human ancestors who could have led all of Nuwa's lineage into the holy realm of the human world all died.

They, a group of martial heroes from the Douyixing Palace, are just a group of moths in the wildfire of this era and cannot change any outcome.

But if it cannot be changed, then it shouldn't cause trouble to future generations.

They could just disappear in the years. Whether it was that everything they did three hundred years ago was meaningless, or that they served as the navigator of the fall of Nuwa Shenduan in the original era, these insignificant contributions could be erased. But what his grandfather did was undoubtedly planted a demon seed, allowing those who only sought to ascend to eternity to lead Nuwa Shenduan onto a wrong path...

The many cruel laws of the Cang Chu Divine Realm all have the shadow of the power of the gods three hundred years ago, and are even the evolution of their divine power. These gods may have disappeared three hundred years ago, but the divine power will not be completely digested, and they will carry this hatred to strangle, torture and slaughter all the Nuwa gods. But this star map has been passed down, and those black navigators who have mastered the information of the alien wasteland earlier will let the Nuwa lineage, which has not yet fully evolved, step into these traps and crises at all costs.

In other words, half of all the suffering their home had experienced in recent years was caused by their grandfather, just to lure people three hundred years later to open the time channel and let them rescue themselves from here.

"Grandpa, I would rather die here than..." Ming Yi felt extremely guilty.

Just because of one person, he brought so much suffering to his homeland, and so many people died tragically in those unbearable disasters.

She could not bear such a sin, she would rather die in the past and let Xingbiao and Cangling be buried in this history.

"Everything has happened. Look... they seem to be coming." The ancient Panlong fighter looked at the sky.

There are beams of light in the sky, shining like star rain. They have slid down from the pits of time into this Shura battlefield. Their figures are so familiar, with a modern feel. The crowns blooming from their bodies are so powerful that they are not inferior to those of the gods here.

scam!

A huge scam, they shouldn't be here.

At this moment Ming Yi suddenly realized that the sky he was looking up at was actually the Infinite City three hundred years later. In the Infinite City, human explorers of the same era as himself were rushing forward to fill the gap left by their ancestors.

However, the star gods here will not let go of any of Nuwa's people. They have gone bloodthirsty and have regarded all of Nuwa's lineage as the natural enemies of all mankind. If the entire Douyi Star Palace time travelers were a group of moths, then the evolved elites of all mankind who have now plunged into this historical fire pit are nothing more than a larger group of birds.

The ancient Panlong warrior no longer had the strength to hold on, and he fell to the ground covered in blood.

Ming Yi kept a few steps away from him. At this moment, she felt angry and painful.

She was angry because the suffering of her homeland was caused by her grandfather, who abandoned the righteousness of mankind for his own selfishness. However, his selfishness was for himself, and he couldn't bear to perish in this period of history.

"Dai Jing, what should I do..." Ming Yi felt that her body and mind had begun to split. Her blood was connected, driving her to walk towards her grandfather who had died of exhaustion. However, she was in great pain knowing that her grandfather was the biggest enemy of human evolution.

On Ming Yi's shoulder, there is a small green cicada, which seems to be an intelligent life composed of phantom particles.

The little cicada suddenly flew up, as if it had received some instructions, and was quickly moving away from the battlefield.

Ming Yi was confused as to why her companion AI left her at this time. She didn't have the energy to chase after it. She just watched the little green cicada flap its wings and fly out of the smoke. In the dim light, Ming Yi noticed that the little green cicada made of phantom particles had actually entered the body of a disabled little girl who was affected by divine power...

The little girl was in a state of shock due to excessive blood loss. With the implantation of the little green cicada, the little girl's flesh and blood body was being rapidly transformed.

"Dai Jing!" Ming Yi called loudly for his companion AI to come back.

"See you in three hundred years... Lord Cang Ling, I will try my best to find edible energy to survive until that day..."

"You are a mechanical life, why do you have to let your emotions get the better of you!" Ming Yi couldn't stop crying as she watched the people around her leave her one after another.

"Yearning only comes from a lack of emotion. We may not understand, but we can imitate poorly..." The little girl who was invaded by mechanical cells stood up shakily, left this sentence, and fled without looking back.

She knew her mission clearly, which was to do everything she could to survive and create a true footprint of Cang Ling in these three hundred years.

……

The red-robed Saint walked out from the blood rain.

He glanced at the ancient Panlong warrior who had no breath left, and then walked towards Ming Yi step by step.

“The time law of the Nuwa sacred tree should have been the only key for all of us humans to escape from this prison, but it was used by you people in this kind of place to open the door of time and summon future humans. You simply don’t understand how high we gods stand. We are not inferior to higher-dimensional gods, we are just imprisoned here!” The red-robed Saint Xianshou said disdainfully.

Ming Yi didn't say anything, her eyes were bloodshot.

This was the mountain of gods that their ancestors, Ye Nuwa, had never been able to cross. Even though the Douyi Star Palace had lasted for three hundred years and had developed the Demon Buddha Douyi, it was still no match for this saint.

"It's just a matter of winners and losers. Do you think that if you gods win, the future of Cang Chu will be peaceful? You are the ancestor of the Holy Sect, but future generations don't know who you are." Ming Yi also disdains the words of the red-robed saint.

"I have never seen the future, so you can say whatever you want. But you are too naive to come here and hope to help your ancestors win this struggle. This era is decided by me, Cai Qiong, and the law of time cannot tamper with my decisions!" The red-robed saint smiled, and his handsome face was full of confidence and arrogance.

(End of this chapter)