Watching Chu Mo and his group fly away.
Deep in Chengping Road, an old man slowly opened his eyes, his cloudy eyes filled with vicissitudes and antiquity.
"The virtual world of this world has opened in advance and is so vast. It is a situation that has not been seen in hundreds of millions of years. I am afraid that it has already reached an era of great competition among talented people!"
"Who can seize the avenue?"
"Who can strive for transcendence and win the destiny of Tao, Fruit and Fruit in this life?"
He spoke softly, whether to himself or to someone.
immediately.
The old man closed his slightly tired eyes and fell into seclusion again. The cave fell into silence. Only after a long time, a sigh sounded leisurely and then fell.
Not just Cheng Ping Dao.
At this moment.
Throughout the vast land, countless old monsters who had lived in seclusion for a long time opened their eyes, looked at the path of success in the void, and sighed and sighed.
But these have never been known.
…
in the portal.
Chu Mo was in front of a vast gate.
Solemn and solemn.
It contains an ancient and majestic atmosphere, and extremely terrifying power rises from it, making people unable to help but feel awe.
"Xianmen!"
Directly above the gate, there is a plaque hanging with two ancient characters imprinted on it, which even the most ancient strong man in the vast land cannot identify.
Naturally, Chu Mo didn’t know him either.
But he can still know the information contained through the Taoist aura intertwined with it.
"Xianmen!"
"Could it be that if you walk through this door, you can truly become an immortal?"
Chu Mo thought secretly.
He stepped out and crossed the Immortal Gate.
Boom!
The surrounding world changes, and the Immortal Gate disappears. What appears in front of you is not the magnificent and magnificent Chengdu Road, but a narrow path filled with corpses.
The ground is littered with corpses lying casually on the ground, with numerous scars on them. There is also dark red blood on the ground, which has already soaked into the earth and dyed it dark red. Even after hundreds of millions of years, It is difficult to clean it.
From these corpses, Chu Mo could feel the power and antiquity.
Everyone must have an amazing background.
Either he is a genius with amazing talents, or he is the most powerful person.
But now, these existences have all fallen, and even the corpses have turned into white bones, falling casually on the road, leaving only the remaining breath in the bones, showing the traces of their past existence.
Emotions of resentment, unwillingness, hatred, and frustration are intertwined in the bones.
"These...are the warriors who fell on the path of success and the virtual world!"
Chu Mo immediately understood the reason for their demise.
No matter who he is, and how talented he was, as long as he enters the Immortal Sect and gets the supreme opportunity, the first thing is to survive in the virtual world.
Stepping into the fairy gate is not the end.
The road to success is not the end.
The virtual world is not a place of pure chance.
Only by reaching the end of the road and surviving with great perseverance, wisdom and talent can we win the opportunity of the virtual world, obtain destiny for a lifetime, and have a chance of transcendence in the future.
otherwise.
No matter how magnificent you are, you will become a corpse on the roadside.
certainly.
These bones are not real bones, but for countless years, the virtual world has imprinted all the traces of the talented and powerful people who fell in them, and scattered them at the beginning of the road to success.
Firstly, it serves as a warning to those who come late, and secondly, it serves as a deterrent.
"Perhaps many people will be shaken and frightened when faced with this scene, and will give up."
"But that doesn't include me!"
A bright light flashed in Chu Mo's eyes.
He originally wanted to reach the pinnacle of martial arts and see higher scenery, not to mention, but later he realized that he was responsible for a certain cause and effect.
In this situation.
No matter what the reason is, he should remain determined and move forward firmly!
Now that we have finally left the universe and set foot here, how can we give up so easily?
With this thought, Chu Mo stepped forward.
Boom!
As if sensing Chu Mo's will, as this step fell, the narrow path suddenly trembled violently, countless corpses beside the path exploded, and the sky was filled with wind and clouds.
Click!
Suddenly a thunder struck down.
Purple electric light intertwined, and the aura of destruction filled the air, as if it was carrying a huge force and struck towards Chu Mo.
This is the power transformed by the Great Dao.
Want to stop Chu Mo from moving forward!
But Chu Mo was unmoved, and even his expression did not change at all, as if he had expected it.
"Destroy!"
The lips parted slightly and a word came out.
As if the word was spoken, as the word fell, the invisible pressure of the avenue came and suppressed it. The entire space seemed to be frozen. The divine thunder that diffused out of thin air was annihilated on the spot and dissipated like a gentle breeze.
The world is back to normal.
Chu Mo still moved forward slowly.
As he walked around, terrifying scenes flashed before his eyes. There were gods and demons fighting, heaven and earth collapsing, great avenues annihilating, souls weeping blood, and mountains of corpses and seas of blood... Countless scenes emerged one after another, trying to bring Chu Mo to his death. Pulled into the illusion, blocking his progress.
But for these.
Chu Mo didn't look sideways and his steps didn't even pause.
These things have no impact on him at all!
suddenly.
All the illusions disappeared and everything calmed down, but Chu Mo's footsteps stopped.
Because before his eyes, a long river appeared.
Ancient and mysterious, endlessly flowing, filled with the breath of time.
It’s time!
The river flowed forward endlessly, the waves surged, and the figures of living creatures flashed out.
Qingcang God of War.
Chasing the wind.
Mo Shanshan.
Su Zhaozhao.
Guan Ningning.
Ancestor Mo.
Frost God of War.
Sing wildly at night.
Xu Yuner.
And Chen Xiwei.
…
Each of Chu Mo's relatives and friends, as well as the living beings who had interacted with him during this period of his life, all appeared before his eyes.
As the long river of time flows down, the future scenes of these relatives and friends emerge.
Qingcang God of War died of old age on Blue Star.
Zhui Feng fell under the Heavenly Tribulation of Breaking the Realm.
Su Zhaozhao died in a secret realm.
Guan Ningning died in loneliness.
The Ningshuang God of War encountered a cosmic storm while traveling across the star sea.
Xu Yun'er's figure disappeared like the wind.
And Chen Xiwei... even as he continued to pursue his path, he was gradually pushed away until he could not be seen in the distance.
Beauty and white hair, everything is upside down.
Countless former friends have left one after another.
Everything familiar has turned into dust and smoke.
"Stop it, stop it here!"
"The road to enlightenment is difficult, so what if you reach the top? What if the future is in chaos, and when you look back you can't see your old friends, and although you are invincible in the world, you can only enjoy eternal life alone?"
"Stop here!"
A seductive voice sounded from his ears, trying to lure Chu Mo to stay here and not move forward.
Chu Mo struggled in his heart.
That firm Taoist heart and will also cracked under such a scene.
"Is this really the right path?"
"Rather than being arbitrary and pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts for eternity, only to end up with a bleak road ahead and no one around you, is it really worth it?!"
Chu Mo was silent and hesitant.
For a while.
He hesitated.
The steps forward stopped in mid-air, making it difficult to step on again.
