I picked up the scattered attributes

In other words, what Chang Xi said is very likely true.

However, this was simply challenging his common sense!

Anyone from that era knows that the goddess should not be looked at; she was the strongest in the dark ages, a shining star who illuminated an entire era!

Now, however, "Wu Guan" himself told him...

There are actually two true goddesses!

And he only met one of them?

"Then you...then you..."

After an unknown period of silence, Ancestor Chenhai finally raised a trembling hand, pointing at the woman, his voice seemingly squeezed from his very soul: "And what exactly is your purpose in doing this—"

Chang Xi paused for a moment before continuing, "I don't know."

"……what?"

You actually told him you didn't know about something like this?!

Chang Xi paused, then shook her head and continued, "My memories are incomplete. Even now, I've only recovered a small part of them. Besides that, the reason I came to see you today is because I have another guess."

Her gaze fell on the face of Ancestor Chenhai.

"I suspect that your memory is also incomplete."

"Bullshit! Our ancestor was the second-best martial artist in the world back then. If it weren't for your sneak attack, supposedly the best in the world, how could he have—"

Ancestor Chenhai was furious, but he abruptly stopped mid-sentence: "If it weren't for your lack of martial ethics and sneak attack... sneak attack..."

His brows furrowed slightly, then relaxed again.

Only now, after Chang Xi's reminder, did he suddenly realize...

He had absolutely no recollection of the sneak attack that he had been talking about all along!

Where the ambush took place, how it happened, and why he was suppressed here afterward... all of this remains a blank.

A complete unknown!

"My memories...how could my memories be..."

Ancestor Chenhai trembled all over, his eyes filled with astonishment. He muttered to himself in utter horror, "My memories are gone? No, no, something must have gone wrong..."

Could it be, as Chang Xi said, that his memory has been distorted for a long time, and that the so-called new and old grudges are just figments of his imagination?

If that's the case, then what exactly has he been hating all these years?

Or perhaps it's his hatred...

Is it also fake?

For over three thousand years, he has been suppressed in vain.

"You don't need to be so nervous. Many things are not as you think."

Seeing that Old Ancestor Chenhai was not in a good state, a hazy moonlight rose in Changxi's eyes, which was not hindered by the Forsaken Ancient Land, and soothed Old Ancestor Chenhai's mind: "Judging from the current situation, some memories may be sealed by ourselves."

"Self-sealing?"

After finally quieting down, Ancestor Chenhai was startled again: "Who's so bored?"

Before he could finish speaking, Chang Xi pointed to herself.

"Uh... even if someone really would do that, what would their purpose be?"

Ancestor Chenhai choked.

What good would sealing away one's memories do, other than creating more mysteries?

In any case, the old man thought this behavior was quite foolish.

"I don't know, but if I'm not mistaken, those lost memories were indeed caused by our own actions."

Chang Xi shook her head again, not dwelling on the topic, and continued, "I came to you to confirm another question."

Ancestor Chenhai's breath hitched.

He sensed an inexplicable pressure from Chang Xi's attitude.

"Wha...what problem?"

"How many years have passed since you were sealed here?"

"What kind of question is this? Our ancestor has been in this wretched place for over three thousand years!"

"Do you remember when you first met us?"

"That's even earlier, about three thousand six or seven hundred years ago?"

On the old face of the Dust Sea Ancestor, a look of disgust and speechlessness appeared: "Wu Guan, oh no, your name isn't Wu Guan. In short, you're not suffering from dementia, are you?"

"That's the problem."

As if confirming an answer, Chang Xi nodded slightly, her fingertips gliding through the air, leaving behind streams of moonlight.

The moonlight seemed to be some kind of special symbol, and their arrangement and combination seemed to be able to deduce all things in the universe!

Soon after, all the moonlight slowly dissipated.

Chang Xi raised her head again, staring at the old man in the Forsaken Ancient Land, her expression serious and earnest, and said without changing her expression:

"I met you... 27,000 years ago."

Ancestor Chenhai's pupils suddenly contracted.

……

Chapter 1112

Twenty-seven thousand years ago?!

The moment he heard the number, Old Ancestor Chenhai's instinctive reaction was: "You bastard, are you trying to fool me again?"

But he quickly realized what was happening.

Given his current situation, neither Wu Guan nor Chang Xi had any reason to deceive him.

Even if we were told the whole truth, what difference would it make?

He still couldn't leave the Forsaken Land!

"What do you mean by this from 27,000 years ago?"

Ancestor Chenhai frowned, his voice low and hoarse, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable light as he stared intently at the woman outside the Forsaken Ancient Land.

In his mind, the fall of his homeland, the passing of his loved ones, the fading of fireworks and the crumbling of buildings...

Everything happened more than three thousand years ago!

His acquaintance with Wu Guan also occurred around that time.

"If everything happened 27,000 years ago, then did the 24,000 years in between simply disappear into thin air?"

"Time, of course, does not disappear into thin air."

Chang Xi shook her head, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

A figure in blue appeared in her mind.

For more than 20,000 years, they have met and parted several times.

The desire for a long-lasting companionship is thwarted by the other person, who is like a dream bubble, shattering at the slightest touch.

Later, they finally met in the present-day Xuan Yuan world.

But she lost her memories of the past, and they were together but did not know each other.

"But what if someone could travel through time?"

After recalling many memories, she suddenly understood a lot of things.

There are some things that, although they are just speculations, are almost facts!

"Traveling through time? That's even more impossible!"

Ancestor Chenhai shook his head vigorously and sneered, "Even a true god, or even one above the true god, cannot travel through time! You are talking nonsense!"

Chang Xi did not deny this: "Nonsense? Maybe."

She simply nodded slightly and said in a low voice, "Then what if someone moved the entire Xuan Yuan World 27,000 years ago and sent it to a time 27,000 years later?"

"Traveling through time and space is nonsense! Let alone moving the Xuan Yuan World?"

Ancestor Chenhai continued to sneer: "Wu Guan, have you gone mad?"

Even knowing that the person in front of him was not the Wu Guan he knew.

But he still unconsciously called out that name.

"Do you think the Xuan Yuan World is a painting that you can move around or take as you please, and even throw into a river to float downstream from 27,000 years ago... all the way to 27,000 years in the future?"

"Unfortunately."

Chang Xi sighed and said slowly, "The Xuan Yuan World is truly a scroll painting."

The old ancestor of the Dust Sea's sneer immediately froze on his face.