Xu Xiaoshou’s life cycle has only spanned twenty years.
How can twenty years of life experience portray the despair and loneliness in which the Na Ancestor was trapped in the river of ti, unable to escape through countless epochs?
From Kong Yuhen swallowing the Flower of Life...
From the life diagram of the Sunflower Remnant Hatred, trace the existence of the Na Ancestor beyond the Ten Ancestors...
From fragnted clues of Kong Yuhen through various eras, piecing together the fact that the Na Ancestor has already fallen...
From ancient tis to the present!
The dicine Ancestor has tried countless tis.
He has approached every "suspected descendant of the Na Ancestor," not with hostility, but to probe.
The Na Ancestor has never appeared.
And now, here with Xu Xiaoshou.
He still uses the sa shallow performance of old, yet has falsely brought out the true Na Ancestor!
The dicine Ancestor feels complicated, not knowing what to think.
His gaze is locked firmly on this "Xu Xiaoshou," as he shifts back half a step.
Life energy quietly leaks from beneath his feet, dissolving into the splendor of every vivid blossom in the sea of flowers.
Again quietly leaking from the sea of flowers, dissolved into thousands, flowing back to the Shengshen Continent, hidden everywhere.
Not convinced!
Still not convinced!
Even if it appears true, what if it’s false? What if!
The dicine Ancestor did not turn around and leave; having guarded against this for so many years, he has waited for the "suspected arrival of the Na Ancestor," how could he choose to retreat?
Moreover, at the very mont of imminent success, how can he retreat?
Why appear at this mont!
...
"Sss..."
Wind bows over the sea of flowers, everything falls silent.
The dicine Ancestor remains calm, his gaze eting with indifference and ancient gaze from the opposite side.
He can remain composed for ten thousand years!
Can Xu Xiaoshou last ten thousand years? He hasn’t lived ten thousand years!
One breath passed...
Ten breaths passed...
The serene world of the sea of flowers surely makes one forget ti’s passing so easily.
As if in the blink of an eye, ten thousand years passed by!
The dicine Ancestor remains calm, and suddenly at a certain mont, he notices "Xu Xiaoshou’s" eyelashes tremble, his gaze shifting.
It shifted!
He shifted!
He’s not him, just him, that’s all!
No... After a trembling thought, the dicine Ancestor suddenly observes "Xu Xiaoshou" looking down, noticing his own right foot that had previously shifted back.
His gaze is extrely calm.
There is no external manifestation of "na" power on him.
After he appeared, he didn’t bring a single fluctuation or change to this world, as if he is here, has been here, and will be here.
Na, everywhere!
...
Return to zero?
No return to zero?
Even if returning to zero, what then?
No, if returning to zero, he could indeed hinder ...
...
"Noisy."
Like thunder from a clear sky, resonating in the dead silence, suddenly waking the dicine Ancestor.
He startles back into awareness, realizing just a mont ago, he lost focus?
Instantly, the sea of flowers followed, bursting open.
Every flower cannot hold back its expressions and emotions, with features materialized, distorted illusion, as if the Na Ancestor has torn away the veil, screaming through the duration of confrontation every suppressed exclamation of the dicine Ancestor:
"Impossible!"
"Not the Na Ancestor!"
"How can the fallen one resurrect?"
The quietly dissolved life energy, the escape asures that were scattered and arranged by oneself, all were seen through.
The various dicines of the sea of flowers, the life diagram illuminated...
Xu Xiaoshou, can do this?
Yes, he can do it, for he has already transcended the Life Path.
Not convinced!
Still not convinced!
How could the dicine Ancestor be intimidated?
Since the confrontation failed, he’s too lazy to pretend; indeed the appearance of the Na Ancestor is astonishing, yet why care?
Imdiately his lips twitch, just about to speak.
Opposite, "Xu Xiaoshou" suddenly moved, reaching out a finger.
The dicine Ancestor, like a startled bird, had ntally fled ten thousand miles, escaping this place, fearing any contamination by the na.
He steadied.
He was indeed steady, his feet as if filled with lead, firmly rooted in place.
Sure enough, the Na Ancestor did not strike, but rely pointed remotely to a particular dicine in the sea of flowers behind him, his tone filled with tacit approval:
"Well cultivated."
The dicine Ancestor, after much reluctance, finally turned his head, his eyes fixed, and his pupils rapidly widened.
That is...
The Ninth Epoch Breakthrough Fruit!
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