As time flowed and fate interwove with it, the starry sky seemed to be trapped in a strange cycle. Everything was withering, sinking, and being annihilated.0

Evil God Dishen only saw a pure whiteness in front of his eyes, and an unspeakable fear surged in him. The power of time and fate was like a torrent, sweeping all into the unknown abyss of time and space.0

Light and shadow flowed in front of his eyes, and scenes emerged, all of which were everything he had experienced in the past. There was the excitement and joy from when he had first embarked on the road of cultivation, pure happiness and triumph every time he had broken through to the next realm, and the memories of the hardships and dangers of when he proved his dao...0

The past joys and sorrows, the past grievances and blood feuds, his deceased old friends and enemies… Images passed by his eyes, and then they withered and shattered before disappearing without a trace.0

Evil God Dishen choked when he saw a beautiful figure that resembled something out of a painting. He struggled desperately, trying to catch it. Unfortunately, this scene was ruthlessly splintered and vanished before him1

"No!"...1