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Chapter 1217: All prehistoric people were fake, the truth passed down by human ancestors

the other side.

The long river of time has completely dried up.

The riverbed dried up, as if it had brought about an unprecedented drought. Even the sacred mountains, manors, pavilions, flowers, trees, and enclosed fairy fruit gardens by the river began to decline.

It was like a village in the midst of famine, completely devastated and with no greenery at all.

"It's all gone, it's all gone."

The Immortal Lord of Time had a lonely look on his face as he watched this scene quietly. He watched everything disappear, even the last bit of green grass on the ground quickly turning yellow and withering, turning into a thin layer of wind and sand, and being sucked away by the [Future].

after all.

Time is fluid.

Everything in the past will wither and rush towards the future.

At this moment, only the energy left in the bodies of many immortals remained, and together they suppressed about 30%.

"Everyone, the game is over. Should we just stand here and wait for them to come back for a decisive battle?" The Immortal Lord of Time suddenly said.

"We are carrying 30% of the matter in the universe. There is no way they won't come and take it away." Space Immortal said coldly, "But our chances of winning are slim."

"Indeed, we can only wait. The initiative is on their side. Once they are fully prepared, it means they have a good chance of winning."

“Those Immortal Lords have probably begun to betray us behind our backs.” The Immortal Lord of Life had an extremely calm expression, revealing a trace of vicissitudes. “I never thought that after all our hard work, we would have this day.”

They did not die at the hands of their enemies, but at the hands of the tide of the times and the changes in the world!

They are. Dead in the future.

Just like what the artist said, he won't take action himself, but will fight you with an endless future.

Times have changed.

The natural environment is no longer on their side.

The future is the mainstream, and they are the ones who will be eliminated.

And they are extremely aggrieved, uncomfortable and angry!
At the moment when He Xian was fighting in the [present world], the five immortals from the future, before they even appeared on the scene, had already drained part of their wealth!

And once the five of them appear on the scene, will they still have a chance of winning?

The answer is obvious.

"Alas." The Immortal Lord of Time sighed softly, "Our dynasty will eventually disappear into history."

The three last monarchs only felt endless frustration.

They were unable to take action themselves and could only do their best to dispatch troops and kill the enemy again and again.

But they couldn't kill them at all.

He was deserted by his friends and relatives and saw enemies everywhere.

The panicked ministers were about to open the gates to meet the enemy.

Only the three of them, the last emperor, were left alone, looking at the overwhelming number of rebels and shouting to overthrow these evil and corrupt people.

A boundless loneliness came over them like a tide, seeming to drown the three of them.

"It's not a crime of war, it's not a crime of war." The Immortal Lord of Life gently closed his eyes and sighed softly, "The world seems to be abandoning us."

The Space Immortal said, "Let's wait for them to come over. Perhaps it's time for us to have a decent curtain call."

They just stood quietly on the river bank.

Looking at the upstream drying up, the river water in the future will continue to flow, exuding infinite youth and vitality.

That is a boundless future!
future.

At Xirong Villa, Ning Zheng was quietly slacking off and watching the big guy sweeping the field. She felt like she was being carried away by the boss. The feeling of clinging to someone powerful was quite nice.

But at this time, the painter came in person. But this painter seemed very different.

It gives people a feeling of youth, gentleness and vitality.

Ning Zheng's level seemed unexpectedly sharp, and the person in front of him seemed to be a young man in his early thirties.

Ning Zheng remembered the painter who had said he would celebrate her 30th birthday, and couldn't help showing a hint of surprise: "Are you a real painter?"

The painter smiled gently and said, "It's me."

"Finally I get to see you for the first time."

Ning Zheng poured him a cup of tea and couldn't help but become interested. "It's unusual. Why did you go out? Why did you go out? Do you think you are about to achieve great things and the old dynasty is doomed, and you are ready to ascend to the top and become king? Our leader? The future monarch of our Jiuzhou lineage? The head of the supreme immortal gods?"

"Do you still think that no one can threaten you now? So you reveal your true form openly?"

The painter was a young man in his thirties. He said calmly, "Can you threaten me?"

"You can kill me like killing an ant." Ning Zheng said frankly.

This is not a lie.

The bunch of wild histories and the mess of top-notch warriors he made up are too powerful. Who can beat them?

Unless he breaks through to the Celestial Immortal.

"Why do you seem so worried? The victory is obvious." Ning Zheng showed a trace of doubt. "Your calculations and layouts, step by step, are pressing the enemy with a grand momentum. They can't stop you at all!"

To be honest, a lazy cultivator like Ning Zheng had no ambition to dominate the world.

I feel that it would be nice to let the painter, the protagonist, become the emperor of the new universe, and for him to become a vassal king or something.

If he really had the desire to manage, he would have never delegated power to Jiucairong.

It’s not bad to be a free and easy prince.

Although the painter is crazy, likes to watch fireworks, and is a murderer, he is a good person and is good to his own people.

Otherwise, I wouldn't want to preserve my face forever and draw a pair of eyes that never shed tears.

He kills people, commits cuckolding, sneak attacks, is a man of pleasure, and is a warmongerer, but he is just a good guy who is a little extreme. What's wrong with that?
Anyway, it’s pretty good that the painter reached the top.

"Do you think you really won?" The painter showed a trace of emotion, "Who in Kyushu's history do you think I am like now?"

Ning Zheng raised her eyebrows, "You are following the Nine Spikes's move to overthrow the old Xin Dynasty and prepare to attack the capital of Miaopu for the final battle."

"Then do you know what the essence of the battle between the Xin Dynasty and Jiusui is?" The painter showed a hint of indifference.

"Of course I know. The truth is: Jiusui's real goal is to overthrow the era dynasty of pseudo-humans and establish a true free era for mankind."

Ning Zheng said calmly: "From ancient times to the Xin Dynasty, the entire human race has long been parasitized by the pseudo-human race. Even in the Xin Dynasty, even the Xin Dynasty royal family did not know that they were pseudo-humans."

and many more.

Could it be that the painter meant:
Was the entire era before the dynasty parasitized by some kind of "pseudo-human"? Even the three great immortals, and even other immortals, did not know about the dynasties in which the immortals ascended to the top one by one?
The painter said calmly:
"I have said before that the truth of the entire history is all left in the history of Kyushu. The story passed down by our ancestors is the entire historical story of the past."

Ning Zheng's mind was in turmoil and his expression changed drastically.

Only then did he fully react!
In the story, pseudo-humans have always been the main line of the human ancestor's main body, and have been fighting against a mysterious and terrifying mimetic race: pseudo-humans.

The ancestor of mankind went crazy because after going through a lot of hardships, he discovered that the entire world had unknowingly turned into pseudo-people being controlled and possessed by some kind of creatures.

Xian is crazy, is it possible?
After struggling again and again, is he discovering that his entire past has also been parasitized by some kind of terrifying "pseudo-person" in the dark?

The more Ning Zheng thought about it, the more terrifying it became.

The painter has already written the entire history into the times, and this is not even a metaphor.

The painter is very straightforward and has directly stated the historical truth! The answer is right on the puzzle!
But the truth is too horrible, who can contact them? That is the Celestial Immortal Venerable, a part of the heaven and earth, and even they are eroded by some kind of pseudo-human parasite?

The painter smiled and said in a cold voice: "I told you a long time ago that this battle is extraordinary. The three great immortals are just a cover. They don't even know that they are fake people. They are controlled by a certain god."

(End of this chapter)