Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

Wang Quan looked at the betrothal bride whose spirit had changed, and then at the unconscious boys. He was silent and relieved.

"Fortunately, my blood didn't stain the stone pillar."

"Otherwise, I would also be possessed!"

Just then, the voice rang out: "What year is it here?"

Wang Quan blinked: "This is the thirty-third era, and this era is about to end due to the calamity of the era."

"At most nine hundred years later, the thirty-fourth era will be born."

The one who possessed the girl remained silent for a moment: "You later generations don't even have names for your own era."

"sad!"

The king remained silent.

How pathetic Mao!

Era names are mostly given by later generations and earlier generations; how could beings of the present era name their own era?

Is it reasonable?

Moreover, the chronological order of one, two, three, four, five is so good, so clear and straightforward.

At this moment, the possessed being continued, "Have you ever heard of an era of great unification?"

"No!"

"What eras have you heard of that have names?"

Wang Quan blinked: "The Age of Mythology!"

As he spoke, he recounted the few mythical legends he knew.

As soon as he finished speaking, the possessed being laughed: "That's not how it was in the mythological era."

"The creature you described has had a similar experience to mine."

"I have also received the mythical title in mythology."

"However, I am not a being from the age of mythology, but a being from the age of unification."

"It seems that my era is quite far removed from yours."

"So ancient that even I cannot deduce it."

Wang Quan remained silent; he truly didn't know how to respond.

The possessed being waved, and a waterlogged brain hanging behind Wang Quan's head flew into his hand.

The creature examined it for a moment, then casually tossed it back: "Your cheat-like brain is incredibly clever."

"When I was young, I also studied the brain."

"He even had his brain plugged in."

"I reflect your era; our meeting is destined to be!"

"I'll share my research with you, hoping you can take the cheat engine to the next level."

As it spoke, the creature raised a hand and poked at the king's power.

The four fingers of this hand drooped slightly, the index finger slender, traversing space, and instantly touched Wang Quan's forehead.

With the next breath, Wang Quan had some more information in his mind.

Before he could even look at the message, the voice of the possessed being ethereal and distorted: "I'm so glad to be in this era!"

"Your existence proves that I have not failed, and I will not fail."

"Our human race has ultimately survived and multiplied."

"We humans have finally overthrown the oppression of the chaotic beings."

"Young man, if you encounter any more fragments of the Palace of Miracles, or remnants of the unified era, I might be able to travel through time and appear before you!"

"But back then, I wished you were stronger."

"You're too weak right now!"

Royal power...

I'm already a master of the Purple Mansion realm. If I no longer need to worry about my foundation, I could easily become a Golden Core cultivator right now.

I'm not weak anymore!

At that moment, he felt the terrifying pressure subside, and then he looked up and shouted, "Senior, do you have any way to help us resolve this calamity of our time?"

Is there any way...?

Before Wang Quan could finish speaking, the possessed being chuckled: "This kind of calamity is easy to resolve."

Wang Quan was delighted: "How do we solve this?"

The possessed being smiled:

"kill!"

"From teenagers to old age."

"From the beginning of an era to its end."

"Kill a hundred eras ahead."

"Kill a hundred eras after the dynasty."

"From this world to another, from countless worlds into chaos!"

"As long as you fight earnestly and diligently, all calamities will stay away from you."

"By the way, if you run into me next time, I'll teach you the [Mirroring] technique."

"Only then can you kill to your heart's content and have a good time."

As they spoke, the aura of the possessed beings disappeared, and the unconscious youths convulsed, beginning to regain their consciousness.

Wang Quan muttered to himself, "According to you, how many lives would I have to kill?"

"How many lives have you killed to reach this level of understanding?"

At that moment, he suddenly understood why so many creatures had besieged the Miracle Palace in the images he had just seen.

This guy is a complete idiot!

It must be because they offended too many living beings that they were targeted for revenge by so many powerful beings.

"I just want to cultivate immortality in peace and quiet. Please don't lead me astray."

At this moment, the girl who was supposed to be the bride and the other young men and women slowly awoke.

Many teenagers were bewildered: "What just happened?"

"How come I'm so skin and bones?"

"Where did all my muscles go?"

"I'm even worse off, I've lost one of the bears."

"Will this make him walk crookedly from now on?"

"........."

"Quickly cast a spell on me and fix it."

call out!call out!call out!

All sorts of bizarre healing spells fell onto the chest of the betrothal gift girl.

As a result, the hole in his chest could not be healed.

This result brought her to tears.

Seeing her crying so hard, Wang Quan quickly comforted her, "Once the world is reset again, everything will be back to normal."

A look of confusion flashed in the eyes of the boys and girls: "What reset?"

Wang Quan smiled and pointed to the distorted and broken space around him: "Once they explode, the world will reset."

The next instant, the surrounding space exploded, and many young men and women shattered, turning into millions of streams of light that converged together before exploding again, giving birth to a new world of memories from the past.

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"I was so stupid, really."

"I shouldn't have come here for a scroll of imperial scripture that I might obtain, or I might not."

"This place is no place for a human to live."

After entering the world of memories formed by the statues of ghosts and gods, Bald Wutian became depressed.

He imagined that the world might be ravaged by war, that powerful beings might capture living beings to refine treasures, or that the demon race might control the world.

He considered a million possibilities.

I never expected to see this scene.

In his view, the world was a distorted world.

On the ground, there were grinning faces, their mouths agape, secretly trying to swallow him whole.

The bushes and vegetation are formed by the entanglement of various twisted limbs.

Hanging in the sky were blood-dripping heads and enormous corpses riddled with holes.

A bleeding head sticks out its tongue and licks the earth.

The enormous corpse grabbed more corpses to fill its own holes.

However, no matter how many corpses are stuffed in, they will all fall down.

The earth was littered with bones and corpses.

Those bones and corpses would occasionally bounce around, or nibble at the distorted faces, or be swallowed by the distorted faces and then spit out.

Those twisted creatures were as excited to see him as a big bad wolf sees a little white rabbit.

Strangely, these twisted creatures did not attack him; instead, they sang, danced, and clapped in welcome.

"Is this still the underworld?" Wutian asked, bewildered.

"Yes!" a cold voice rang out.

Wu Tian looked in the direction of the sound and saw a sphere with a face relief.

The face above was none other than—Ice Soul Child Lian Wuji.

"How did you end up like this?" Wu Tian asked in astonishment.