Perfect World: Start by traveling to the Wuwang Mansion

Chapter 71: Immortal in White
Shi Qingyun only felt a white light filling his eyes, and then he lost his sight. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in an unfamiliar place.

The galaxy was shattered, the road was roaring, smoke was everywhere, and all kinds of body parts could be seen scattered around, with blood still flowing from them.

A shocking post-war scene appeared before his eyes, and a deep feeling of sadness emerged in his heart.

Seeing this scene made him feel inexplicably sad. Crystal clear tears flowed down his face and he reached out his hand to wipe them away.

He didn't know why he was crying. Maybe it was because the sky he was in was crying, and it affected him.

Suddenly, a wave came from the sky, stirring his body and instantly pulling him back from the inexplicable sadness.

At this moment, he was standing on a piece of land that was soaked in blood and turned red. The blood that occasionally emerged from the ground did not make him look sideways.

At this moment, all his attention was firmly attracted by the sound of fighting coming from the sky.

Above the sky, or outside the sky, there were two huge figures fighting.

The ripples caused by the collision in the void are like endless waves bombarding everything around.

In just a moment, the place where they were turned into nothingness, and only the sparks created by the collision between them illuminated the empty space.

Shi Qingyun couldn't see the movements of the two figures at all, or maybe he couldn't see them at all. He just had a vague feeling that every move between them was accompanied by the Great Dao.

The wailing sound of the avenue seemed to reach his ears across eternity of time and space, it was so clear.

The avenues collided with each other, and the huge roar shook out a river in the void. The river had no source and no end.

It kept breaking and recovering under their attacks.

The direction of the flow was constantly changing, and red threads from the river wrapped around their bodies, but the two figures only shook slightly.

The red threads that were entangled turned into drops of blood-colored liquid and flowed back into the river.

The next moment, the two figures turned into a rainbow of light and rushed into the river, and stepped onto the river.

Although there was only a river between them, Shi Qingyun felt as if there was a distance of years between them and him.

The huge battle waves fell into the long river, stirring up more and more red blood threads, and vaguely it seemed that someone appeared on the river.

As soon as the terrifying momentum appeared, the two people in the battle quickly separated.

The subsequent picture became increasingly blurry, as if obscured by a fog.

When he stared at the river, he felt that his soul was about to be sucked into it, so he dared not look at it anymore.

The sounds of battles were heard not far away, and the owner of the bone fragment appeared. The huge aftermath of the battle spread everywhere.

The aftermath of the explosion fell into the sky, and the shining life planets around it fell one by one like a meteor shower.

There, a group of people were holding various weapons and chasing a white figure with all their might. Their figures kept shuttling back and forth in the void.

The space under their feet was like glass, shattering into pieces with just a light step. Every step taken by the white-clothed man fleeing in front of them would weave a blood-colored net composed of formations in the void!
An octagonal wheel in his hand spun, and countless divine patterns shot out from it and landed on those formations, causing them to undergo some mysterious changes.

Because of the existence of those formations, the people chasing behind were blocked for a moment, making it difficult for them to catch the man in white.

However, the person chasing behind was no pushover either. He was a sturdy man holding a big knife, walking like a dragon or a tiger in the air.

The space under his feet suddenly spread out from under his feet like a spider web. He clenched the bloody sword in his hands and chopped forward.

A huge, shining blade light shot out, and the sharp blade light cut off the formation along with that piece of space, and then the people around him quickly chased after it.

Shi Qingyun stared at the white figure, but after a moment of trance, it disappeared.

When he turned his head, a young man in white clothes holding a colorful egg passed by him. Shi Qingyun didn't know if it was an illusion or not, but he felt that the young man glanced at him when he passed by him.

The young man's face was very childish, but his aura was very strong, and streams of black blood were flowing down his body.

His snow-white clothes were stained with blood plum blossoms, and his face became extremely pale.

The aura emanating from him was exactly the same as that of the bone fragment.

Shi Qingyun only saw the young man stunned for a moment, and the world in front of him changed again, and he appeared in a place with space cracks everywhere.

The wreckage of various broken war flags and ships could be seen everywhere, floating in the void. There was a huge crack above the sky, with blood dripping from it.

It was as if the sky was shedding tears, and a solemn and murderous feeling filled every inch of space here.

Not far away, the young man was half-kneeling on the ground. The compass in his hand was missing a corner, and cracks appeared in the center of the compass. The blood stained between those cracks was flashing a bloody light.

A very wild broadsword shattered in front of him, and a huge wound on his shoulder was oozing blood.

There were corpses lying around him, their bodies covered with various injuries.

The young man threw the compass into the air, and the next moment, lines of formations flashed above the corpses.

A strange light flashed on the compass, and then streams of blood-colored energy flowed out from the corpses along the formations.

Streams of blood-colored energy flowed toward the young man, and the colorful egg in his hand fell from his hand.

He just saw a huge black scar surging on the colorful egg, and the black energy attached to the eggshell was constantly eroding the colorful shell.

The colorful egg flickered faintly, as if enduring great pain.

When the blood-colored energy was completely injected into the young man's body, a hint of blood appeared in his eyes.

There were dark cracks on his neck, extending to the left side of his face.

(End of this chapter)