2609: C2609 Reunion after a Long Absence

C2609 Reunion after a Long Absence

Emperor Profound was only a small Heavenly Essence Stage cultivator in the past.

Even though Meng Fan had already become a Celestial King of the Four Tribulations master, he still didn't dare to say that he could see through the great wasteland of the universe. He could only say that he had spied on some secret, and thus, this Emperor Profound didn't know anything about the great wastelands of the universe.

Therefore, the words he said did not have any rules, nor did they have any rules. He did not understand and did not need to pay too much attention to it.

Meng Fan was sitting on the wooden boat as he followed Wang Xuan and Wang Miao, the father and daughter pair, as they slowly wandered around.

Listening to Wang Miao tell some stories.

Some stories about this "outside of the world."

However, these stories sounded very uniform.

Occasionally, there would be some people who would appear here, and these people knew nothing about why they had come here. Some people were angry, some people were confused, and some people were irritable.

Among these people, the most powerful one he had ever seen was a single Half-step Celestial King.

It was that "Grandfather Luo".

However, it was said that there were also people with Celestial King Stage. However, these kinds of people were extremely rare. When Wang Miao mentioned them, her face was filled with reverence and adoration.

In their hearts, the Godking was the same as the God in the hearts of mortals.

It was simply unimaginable.

During the journey, Meng Fan had been tired of listening to Wang Miao's story, so he didn't get any useful information from Wang Xuan. He just sat beside the boat and observed the flow of the law. Even though his cultivation had completely vanished and his vitality had regressed, turning him into a mortal, as a once powerful creator, his Celestial King of the Four Tribulations gave him a deep understanding of the laws of heaven and earth.

This river that was so wide that one could not see its borders was completely different from the ancient the Laws of the Heavens of the universe.

The primal laws of the universe were all tainted with some power.

Some had the power of space, some had the power of time, some had the power of heaven's will, and some had the power of Nether Meaning.

In other words, it was the Space Laws and Time Laws.

The laws of the universe were all extracted from True Meaning of the Great Tao s.

Thus, Meng Fan, who could grasp the meaning of space, could ignore the rules of space. In one in sixty percent of cases, he could cross several worlds.

However, the rules here were completely different. They did not contain any True Meaning of the Great Tao's power, so they were the purest and most primal of laws.

The Space Laws were like bleached blue cloth.

The other Laws were also the same, multicolored.

And the law here is the most primitive piece of cloth.

No bleaching.

Meng Fan sat on the wooden boat for a few days. First of all, he realized that this was not the underworld, the world after death, because he had a body, not just a soul. And so did Wang Xuan and Wang Miao, and even … He would be hungry.

There was no vitality here, so even for cultivators, it was impossible for them to 'eat qi and become immortals', so they had to eat food. Interestingly, there was really food here, and it was all coarse, mixed grains.

This was also because there was no Essence here. Cultivators could only eat and drink like mortals, so no matter what realm they were in, there was no difference. Without Essence, cultivators and mortals were no different than mortals.

It was just that his physical body was stronger and his knowledge was more vast.

Just like the Celestial Domain, because they experienced the fifth collapse of the heaven, their vitality was almost depleted, and they once stepped into the apocalyptic era of darkness.

Unless one reached Celestial King Stage and had already mastered the Laws, not only would one rely on Essence, there would be an intrinsic difference from ordinary people.

It was already the fourth day.

Wang Miao brought a portion of dry food to Meng Fan and said seriously, "It's been four days, why haven't you eaten anything? No matter how I advise you, you just don't want to eat it. Are you going to starve yourself to death? "

"Isn't he already dead? Can he die again?" Meng Fan said casually, "I'm just curious, what kind of domain is this? If I can really starve to death, then where would I go?"

Wang Miao pulled Meng Fan up angrily and passed the coarse dried food into his hands. "It is said that the herbivorist is foolish when it comes to walking. The carnivorous one is fierce and aggressive, the glutton eater is wise and fortunate. You are just a child, a mortal, and you think of yourself as a cultivator that eats qi? Even if you are a cultivator and there is no vitality here, you will not be able to live.

Meng Fan was a bit distracted as he held the dry rations in his hand.

"Where did this rations come from?"

"Of course there are towns, fields, and shops." Wang Miao said.

Meng Fan picked up the dry rations in his hand, hesitated for a moment, then popped it into his mouth.

It was rough and did not have any smell.

But it was the millet.

Meng Fan was a bit confused.

He chewed and swallowed for a long time.

This scent was the memory of his childhood.

He suddenly felt somewhat sorrowful.

It was a bit soft.

He recalled everything that had happened in the past and the beginning of his martial arts life.

He ferociously threw down the half piece of rations in his hand, abruptly raised his hand, and pointed towards the non-existent sky as he roared: "I've already said it before, I'll crush you into pieces. The Heavenly Dao is ruthless, I'm even more heartless now, I've become a mortal, why are you still not making a move, toying with the common people, is that your pleasure!"

The roar scared both Wang Xuan and Wang Miao as they looked at Meng Fan in surprise.

However, they didn't even have time to react.

Meng Fan jumped up and dove into the river of laws.

Emperor Profound gave a startled cry and immediately followed.

In the law, Meng Fan went down again and again.

Warmth, comfort.

Very safe.

At this moment, many of the hatred and anger in Meng Fan's heart had faded away. He felt like he was transcending the world.

"Why …"

Meng Fan relaxed his limbs and let himself fall: "I have seen too many incredible things, so no matter what happens now, I won't be surprised. Remember, as long as I am alive, there will be endless opportunities for me to rise up again …"

He closed his eyes.

Falling, Falling...

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his arm and quickly dragged him towards the river.1

Meng Fan thought it was Emperor Xuan.

But when he left the river, he opened his eyes.

What he saw was a middle-aged man with a kind and amiable appearance.

A large and heavy body, wearing a red and white shirt, was sitting on an ancient yellow boat. Behind the boat was a boy with red lips and white teeth who was burning incense for him.

Meng Fan was stunned.

After which, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

Emperor Xuan came out from the depths of the river, his hands sliding across the surface of the water as he looked over with a strange expression on his face.

The middle-aged man said, "Meng Fan, long time no see. The last time we met, we were separated by obstacles and you still haven't seen my face. It shouldn't be considered an official meeting, right?

Meng Fan laughed.

The smile was rather cold.

"Ancestor of Human Race."

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