The empire, which extends across all realms and encompasses all living beings, is synonymous with supremacy.

In this cosmic domain where fame is gradually spreading, the Forest Empire is undoubtedly a newly rising power, and there are many people who are observing it secretly.

They are thinking whether this new force will grow enough to compete with 'that'.

Depending on the outcome, they make different choices.

But before that, they are not stingy about making some investments...

Da da da.

Like lead falling on the ground, the splashing waves serve as footnotes. Under the gloomy sky and the continuous rain, one after another figures passed through the regular alleys and entered an 'ordinary' alley.

It was silent, but like the most ferocious beast, it devoured the incoming figure, biting off all its information, and turned into the most silent guard.

Youdao's figure suddenly stopped. He raised his palm, which was so transparent that you could almost see the flesh and blood on the inside, and touched his damp face. His eyes, like white compound eyes, looked into the distance, and an innocent smile appeared on his lips.

"————Foolishness."

There are faint white marks emerging from the void, attached to the brocade clothes that are like the incarnation of night. It pulls the brim of the hat and walks inward again.

puff.

One figure after another arrived one after another. They were all covered in black brocade clothes, but they arrived here with the same purpose.

The movements of each figure are also very consistent. First they stare at the dark hole for a moment, and then enter without hesitation, as if there is something that can be called 'determination' stationed in their bodies at this moment.

Rumble...

Arc-like thunder flashed across the dark sky, like distorted faces venting their dissatisfaction to the world. The black curtain ruthlessly covered the past, turning everything into deep silence.

Tick, tick.

Light and dense raindrops fell one after another, cleaning the already 'filthy' world. It must be sunny and good weather after the rain.

He was moving forward on a muddy path.

There was a cold wind blowing deep into his bones, an filthy voice lingering in his heart, and endless darkness covering his ears and eyes, but his pace never changed.

This is a path that once you step on it, you will never have a way out, let alone stop, you can only keep moving forward.

He stared straight ahead, even if he saw nothing, he was still moving towards the end point in his mind.

How long has it been?

One second, one minute, one hour, one day, ten days... He had already forgotten time and the purpose of coming here. He just remembered the fact that he had to move forward.

Finally, he inexplicably reached forward and caught something warm.

"Welcome to join us, our compatriots, relatives, and comrades-in-arms."

In the darkness, someone whispered.

At that moment, his numb mind suddenly woke up, and he couldn't help but be moved to think that, yes, he came here for this purpose.

"Yes, I'm here." He laughed and followed the connection and took steps again.

Light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The woman withdrew her gaze. She looked at the increasingly majestic empire territory map in front of her, but a strange brilliance flashed in her frosty pupils.

"This should be a very common thing. Whether it is between people or between races, as time goes by, necessary conflicts will inevitably arise."

"That conflict will not be eliminated, it will only accumulate and deepen until the day it breaks out."

"So, I should have known it a long time ago." The woman whispered to herself.

But if she really knew, she would not go against the upcoming trend in each world, and then be wiped out by the backlash from the End.

She knew that all her efforts were in vain and that the inevitable future would eventually come, but when it got there, she thought that she would probably make the same decision no matter what.

The memory is like a mist, like clear pictures becoming vivid again in the depths of memory.

[The old man exuding an old and decayed aura sat in the main hall. The formerly bustling Xuanhua Hall became deserted. In the huge space, there was only a cold figure left below.

The old man opened his eyes and opened his lips slightly.

"The general trend is approaching. The immortals will disappear and the martial arts will rise. You don't have to resist. Just go down the mountain. From now on, you will remain anonymous. You may still have some chance of survival."

"...So, where are you, teacher?" She stared at the old man. He was the benefactor who raised her as a baby. It was he who overcame all objections and taught her all the skills.

Otherwise, just because she was a foreigner of unknown origin, she would have been ecstasy long ago.

"I am the leader of the 'Tianjian Sect'. The elders can leave, the disciples can leave, but I cannot leave." A proud smile appeared on the old man's face, "I must teach those arrogant guys some lessons."

"It's obvious that even I can't beat him..." The woman muttered softly, and the old man's face turned red.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about these gossips. The old man has lived long enough. You are still very young. As the genius of our sect, I won't blame you even if you choose another path."

The old man changed the topic in a panic, and after a while, his extremely gentle eyes looked at him again.

She understood that as the leader of the Holy Land, once the old man was killed by a warrior, the cause and effect of his death would be enough to prevent other powerful warriors from attacking them personally in a short time.

In this way, there is enough room for change, whether it is to change the path of cultivation or to go to another world.

"In the past, you always thought I was restraining you. From now on, you won't. Go and have a look elsewhere, my proud disciple." The old man smiled.

She stood up slowly, and ice-cold air like light snow emerged from the air, surrounding her like sharp knives.

"What you said makes sense, but I won't do it."

"you--"

Under the extremely eager but suddenly stopped gaze, the last cultivator walked out of the hall and looked at the figures flying slowly in the distance.

Among them is a domineering and tyrannical existence like an eternal emperor.

"Submit, you trash of the old era."

She smiled slightly, and the ice sword surrounded by white energy appeared in her hand. This was her natural weapon.

"It's a pity that this is not allowed by me."

"The general trend of the times? What is it?"

She smiled, and then, the sword fell, and at that time, black rain fell. 】

The woman shook her head, with a trace of regret in her eyes. She knew that even if she had already broken through that realm and reached the limit that the world could accommodate, there was only one possibility if she wanted to go against the general trend.

Therefore, she was not surprised that the immortal world and those warriors united, because at that time, she had already become a embodied 'disaster'. As long as she was eliminated, there was no need for any general explanation.

From the mouth of that mysterious voice, she also knew that she was the one chosen by that 'universe' to be robbed. Therefore, under the premise that she violated the 'script', she became a symbol of evil.