Chapter 917

He couldn't see it; they were separated by space and time.

He still had the chat group and friends, and his strength was even greater; he could push through everything wherever he went, fearing nothing.

What about the girl?

She had nothing, only him.

She wouldn't think he was dead, would she?

Having experienced two separations of life and death, etched into her bones, how sad she must be.

How helpless, how crazy.

Just thinking about it made his heart ache.

And it was damn annoying too.

This bullshit Heavenly Dao—Jiang Nan raised his hand to press it down and rubbed it again.

I'll go back and tell her I'm not dead.

Unfortunately, that was just a thought.

Endless years, there was no way.

"..." The myriad races and domains of the universe.

This Emperor didn't acknowledge it; was this annoyance, or a bad hobby?

He would ravage the Heavenly Dao and stomp on the myriad Daos whenever he had nothing to do.

He even used the Source of Dao to soak his feet and fed it to the dog.

The fierce beast the Emperor had just caught.

Following the Emperor was truly refreshing; even the dog had the Source of Dao.

This... too many people were passionate.

It was truly living worse than a dog.

Once the recruitment for Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals began, there would definitely be countless applicants.

Now that there was no talk of recruitment, they were all very well-behaved and didn't dare do anything.

But they were all waiting.

The Desolate Ancient Era.

Time passed quietly; the two were not in the same space-time, so time was different.

It could be the same, it could be slower, or it could be ten thousand years in an instant.

Past and future, there was no fixed definition of time.

The countless pasts could all be the past.

The endless futures could all be the future.

Compared to the present world, time had no fixed definition.

The girl, Little Nannan, the Young Supreme, the Swallowing Ye Tiandi.

The invincible path opened.

No longer depressed, she wanted to defy the heavens.

Only coldness and endless demonic might remained.

If gods blocked, kill gods; if Buddhas blocked, kill Buddhas.

The invincible path, unstoppable.

Jiang Nan hadn't attained the Dao, had no Emperor laws, and the Heart Seal of Heaven didn't acknowledge him.

In the Desolate Ancient Era, during that period, it was still possible for someone to attain the Dao.

After that great battle, it hadn't been quiet for long.

The geniuses of the myriad races contended, and the heavens and myriad domains erupted once again.

The aftermath of the Supreme battle inspired more, making it even more passionate.

Some old fellows also joined in.

Contending for the Emperor's throne, invincible in the present world.

The ancient roads of the starry sky of various races, the Emperor Pass and Heavenly Road.

There were more geniuses, and the fighting for the throne became even crazier.

At the first pass of the human race, the girl killed her way over from the withered and silent star domain.

The path he had walked, she walked again.

Feeling his aura, attaining our invincibility.

The ghost mask, incomparably cold.

No one had the qualifications to see her true face.

If someone blocked her, she would shatter them with a palm; no matter how many, her demonic might killed until no one dared to approach.

No one dared to contend for entry into the city; they all cleared the path.

In the city, there were still those from the Feathering Sect flirting, and they hadn't changed their ways.

Some soldiers deliberately spoke ill of Jiang Nan to provoke her into attacking, making her break the rules.

Not everyone was qualified to break the rules.

And after the last time, they had targeted this and taken more precautions.

The girl's icy killing intent—this was her reverse scale.

It was a fight to the death.

She turned her head abruptly, her dark hair dancing, her flying immortal aura cold and sharp, like a sword, like an immortal, like a ghost, like a demon.

The Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art directly snatched the soldier's spear.

No matter how powerful the soldier's counterattack was, it wasn't enough.

She nailed them alive to the city wall.

Her demonic might was vast, and everyone was terrified.

A woman, looking thin, yet so cruel and ruthless.

That coldness seemed to freeze the surrounding ten thousand miles; powerful Saints felt their bodies, minds, and souls wanting to freeze and collapse.

What kind of coldness and killing intent was this?

It was too scary, making people crazy, making their Dao hearts collapse.

With such an invincible person, how could one contend with her?

They had all been full of confidence when they came, but now they wanted to go back.

It was too discouraging; it was hard to have any fighting spirit.

If they were afraid themselves, how could they attain the Dao?

This directly extinguished the geniuses' desire to attain the Dao.

How crazy.

But the other party also had the capital to be crazy. ===== CHAPTER 918 =====