Chapter 1704 Xu Qing Is Furious!
Chapter 1704 Xu Qing Is Furious!
The wind of the Wanggu Continent carried a familiar humidity, evoking memories of the past.
That was from the vast Endless Sea and also the anomalous substances in this world.
It was completely different from the Fifth Star Ring.
After sensing all of this. Xu Qing opened his mouth but he was unable to say anything.
The surrounding world was a little blurry in his eyes. Perhaps the anomalous substances had distorted the space, or perhaps the gods of Wanggu had influenced everything.
Only... the old woman before him, clad in a black robe and weathered by time, stood out vividly in Xu Qing's eyes.
Each wrinkle on her face was like a canyon carved by the years, etched with storms and perhaps intertwined with the threads of fate.
Xu Qing naturally still remembered the little butterfly back then.
In his memories, she was once a young girl, someone with whom he'd had conflicts. Later... it was also she who had brought him to the Summer Immortal Palace for the first time, where he had laid eyes on that aged Palace Master of the human race.
Yet, these fragmented memories, intertwined with the reality of what he now saw and felt, gave Xu Qing a persistent sense of unreality.
"Before my teacher passed, she once said that those who haven't endured extreme pain can never truly comprehend it. It's a kind of... feeling where you don't want to believe, where instinct drives you to deceive yourself, pretending as if nothing ever happened."
"Because, after extreme pain, there is only void."
The old woman let out a bitter laugh.
"And after I witnessed the catastrophe with my own eyes, after I saw loss withi my own eyes... only then did I understand my teacher's words. I truly felt it all. And for the thousand years since, I've never been able to move on!"
"Today, seeing you... I hope that one day, you can move past it!
Her voice carried a deep sorrow as she spoke, her tone laden with weariness. Slowly, she turned and began to walk away into the distance. Her figure was desolate, shrouded in a boundless loneliness that seemed impossible to dispel. Xu Qing slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on the old woman's retreating figure. Suddenly, he spoke.
"What about my master... my senior brother... Zixuan and Linger? And... my friends, my fellow disciples, and... everyone else? What happened to them?"