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The old woman from the Celestial Clan trembled all over, her few remaining teeth chattering. This pressure not only suppressed their cultivation and magical power, but also their minds, plunging them into immense fear!

"As agreed... they left the dragon boat to us... while they themselves disembarked and traversed the starry sky... continuing their unfinished journey..."

"But shortly after they disembarked, before the dragon boat had gone far, the benefactors of Yuanzong were suddenly attacked and fell one after another into the abyss of the universe!"

The abyss of the universe!

Feng Xia's pupils suddenly contracted.

The Great Abyss of the Universe is a place of great danger, on par with the Burial Ground of the Universe.

The burial ground is the end of the universe, the end of all paths.

The Great Abyss, on the other hand, is more like this universe... having a huge hole punched in it by an external force!

That is a place of no return even more so than a black hole. Since ancient times, without exception, no living being that has fallen into the abyss has ever returned to the human world!

Even gods who went to explore it were lost there and never returned.

Why did they disembark near the cosmic abyss?

Feng Xia couldn't help but frown.

Although falling into the cosmic abyss is not the same as death, according to records since ancient times, falling into the cosmic abyss... is no different from death.

For this reason, the aura sensed by the Killing Cauldron was finally cut off on the dragon boat.

"In any case, it's still a glimmer of hope. I've even been to other universes, and the Great Abyss of the Universe might be a place I'll have to traverse in the future!"

Along with Feng Xia's Daoist realm, he also achieved the so-called unity of heaven and man realm.

Now that he has entrusted himself to the Dao of Heaven, his perception of the realm between Heaven and Man has naturally become more acute.

Even though he wasn't an expert on the ways of fate, he still had a strong, unseen premonition...

Most of my old friends have not yet met with misfortune!

"Where did they disembark from?"

"Please come with us, senior."

Soon, the old woman led Feng Xia across the wide deck to the edge of the ship's side.

Feng Xia's gaze seemed to pierce through the years, seeing the figures of those old friends. From this position, he looked out at the vast universe and then made a difficult decision.

Having endured tens of thousands of years of wind, frost, rain, and snow, even the most gentle and indecisive twilight has become much more resolute.

"They disembarked from the dragon ship here, with their backs to us, and the cosmic abyss in front of them..."

The old woman's voice was heavy as she described the situation at that time, adding an unsatisfactory ending to this unhappy story: "After that, no more strange things happened on the ship."

Beside the old woman, a relatively young Celestial Clan girl, after suppressing her emotions for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak up: "So in the end, although they did save our lives, they also brought the strangeness to the ship! If they don't abandon ship, everyone will die!"

"Jun Wuyi, shut up!" The old woman's heart skipped a beat, and she roared angrily, "You have no right to speak here!"

“Even if it’s not our fault, I’ll still say it! It wasn’t our fault in the first place—” Jun Wuyi said, her face full of resentment.

"That strange thing did not leave the dragon boat."

Just then, Feng Xia suddenly spoke up.

He pointed to some minor scratches on the side of the ship: "He started the fight right here, which is why he left these little marks, and then..."

Feng Xia's gaze swept around: "He's back on the ship again."

The air fell silent instantly.

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Chapter 1043

As soon as Feng Xia spoke, the dragon boat fell into near silence.

Whether it was the old woman or the other members of the Celestial God Clan, they all looked as if they had been struck by divine thunder from the heavens, their faces filled with horror and terror.

Jun Wuyi, who had previously spoken out against Feng Xia, also suddenly narrowed his eyes and froze in place.

Her lips moved slightly, and after a long while, she managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Back...back to the ship? That's impossible! If we were back on the ship, how could we have been safe and sound all these years?"

The members of the Celestial Clan all nodded in agreement.

They simply couldn't believe what Feng Xia said.

It should be noted that after Yuan Zong and his group left, no more strange events occurred on the dragon boat!

"Since that mysterious person is conscious and capable of leaving threatening characters, how can you guarantee that he won't remain hidden for thousands of years?"

Everyone looked horrified, feeling a chill run down their spines.

As Feng Xia finished speaking, a cold wind seemed to blow across the deck, brushing against the back of their necks and giving them goosebumps.

"But...but...why?"

Jun Wuyi remained silent for a long time before asking again in a hoarse voice, "Wasting over a thousand years just to give a group of homeless people a false sense of security?"

Over a thousand years, mortals may have already gone through ten reincarnations.

Even for a true god, a thousand years is not a fleeting moment.

The Celestial Gods were already a group of wanderers with nowhere to go.

If they were all killed and brought back to Ziwei to receive their reward, then Jun Wuyi and the others might be able to understand it to some extent.

Ultimately, everyone in the world is driven by self-interest.

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man!

"Why did he do this?"

This is an answer that almost every member of the Celestial God Clan wants to know.

Feng Xia shook his head: "There could be many reasons. Perhaps that person doesn't care about the passage of time; or perhaps he was seriously injured himself after severely injuring my old friend; or perhaps during his years on the ship, he needed to undergo some kind of transformation because he had killed enough people..."

He walked to the ship's side again and examined it carefully for a long time. Then, as if he had discovered something, he moved his senses and one after another, fluorescent footprints appeared.

"This, this is-"

Everyone gasped in shock.

The footprints that were now visible looked somewhat messy, as if the person had suffered a serious injury.

The footprints were heading straight towards the cabin!

"He...he's hiding inside the cabin!"

"How is that possible? We've checked the deck so many times, and we haven't found a single footprint!"

"Damn it, where did these footprints come from?!"

"It's normal that we didn't discover it. This person's Dao is very special. His aura is contained deep in the void. If I hadn't also learned a little about the Dao of the Void, I'm afraid I would have been fooled as well."

Feng Xia's brows furrowed slightly, then relaxed back to normal: "It seems to be the second scenario I guessed."

He followed the trail of footsteps toward the cabin: "In any case, let's find out who this mysterious hunter really is."

"Third Ancestor, shall we follow them?"

Behind them, Jun Wuyi's expression changed repeatedly, while the remaining members of the Heavenly Robe Clan looked at the old woman one after another, as if they were grasping at a straw.

This old woman with wrinkled skin and white hair is the last remaining celestial being of the Celestial God Clan.

With the power of the ancestral treasure, the Heavenly Garment, one can even unleash combat power at the level of a god-king.

However, this power was still extremely weak in the face of that mysterious youth, and was easily and completely suppressed!

“If we follow, we might run into the hunter, and it could also be a trap.”

The Third Patriarch couldn't help but grit his teeth, unable to make up his mind for a long time.

The Celestial God Clan has just escaped from the jaws of death after a series of upheavals and can no longer withstand any more unexpected events.

She looked at every member of her tribe around her.

Most of them were wounded, looked tired, and occasionally glanced around warily—a habit they had developed over the years.

The people of the Celestial Clan hadn't had a good night's sleep in ages.

Just then, the Third Ancestor saw Jun Wuyi: "Girl, you..."

This is a girl born after the Celestial God Clan was stripped of their divine status; her parents had both died in the war.

As you can see, Jun Wuyi's face is also injured, and he looks just as exhausted.

However, the Third Patriarch saw a kind of light in her eyes!

“Back then, our Celestial God Clan was at its peak, but we hesitated and faltered at crucial moments, which ultimately led to our downfall… But now, we can no longer continue like this.”

The Third Ancestor's deep, hoarse voice echoed in everyone's ears: "Is there anyone willing to join me in a final battle against the hunter?"

A small commotion arose in the crowd.

"Third Ancestor, are you saying... a decisive battle to the death?" someone asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yes."

The Third Patriarch nodded with a somber expression.

"But we have absolutely no chance of winning!"