Chapter 309: Desolate Tower Appears, Xiao Shi Weeps

"Whoosh!"

Everyone let out a soft breath.

Han Daozu moved from behind the crowd to the front, imperceptibly, as if nothing had happened at all.

"A mere Road-End Level, daring to come over; watch me blast him to pieces," Xiao Shi said aggressively.

It must be said, having merged with the Dao Fruit, Xiao Shi was no longer naive; he was decisive in killing, filled with iron-blooded resolve.

"I, the Heavenly Emperor, will hammer him to pieces," Ye Fan said with a murderous air.

"..." the Dao Fruit Bai Yuekui.

"Two fellow Daoists, as cultivators, it is better to pursue the Great Dao in peace. Fighting and killing is not the righteous path," Han Li said.

"The source of the Weirdness has always existed, so there is no such thing as true peace," the Ruthless Empress said.

"The time is almost up..."

Having said that, the Reincarnation Seal between the Ruthless Empress's brows gradually dissipated; she put on her Ghost Face Mask and said again:

"Everyone, farewell."

As the words fell, the Ruthless Empress flew away from the Time River and returned to the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, once again becoming that muddled, chaotic Great Emperor.

"Fellow Daoist, my time has also come," Han Daozu cupped his hands, as polite as ever.

"Sigh, what a pity. The time of descent was too short. I hadn't even exerted my strength yet."

Bai Xiaochun wore the expression of a master who finds it lonely at the top, as the power of the Dao Fruit gradually faded.

Bai Yuekui wanted to say something, but in the end, she pursed her lips and let the power of the Dao Fruit dissipate.

"Take care."

The Dao Fruit power of Han Li, Bai Xiaochun, and Bai Yuekui dissipated.

Ye Fan and Xiao Shi were much the same.

"It's a pity, this time we didn't obtain the corpse of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, and didn't even manage to snag a single Emperor weapon."

Wang Wu said; the corpse of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor was extremely precious, but it had all been refined by these ruthless people, not even a speck of residue left.

She silently wanted to put the Brocade Kasaya into her Storage Bag.

But it was taken away directly by Xuanzang, who didn't give her a single chance.

"Xiao Shi."

At the very last moment, the second before the consciousness of the Dao Fruit Xiao Shi departed.

A simple, nine-storied small tower engraved with Dao patterns broke through the Void and entered the space above the Time River.

"Small... Tower..."

Xiao Shi couldn't help but reach out his arm, but the final time had arrived, and in the end, the two did not truly meet.

"What is this?" Wang Wu said.

"Desolate Tower."

Xuanzang recognized the origin of this tower.

At this moment, Ye Fan, Xiao Shi, Han Li, Bai Xiaochun, and the others had already returned to their true selves; everything just now was like a dream or illusion. Although they had lost control of their bodies, they had been watching everything that happened outside.

"Xiao Shi."

Although the Desolate Tower was a tower, at this moment it was permeated with an aura of sorrow.

Seeing this tower, Xiao Shi felt uncomfortable, infected by its sorrow.

The Desolate Tower transformed into the appearance of a small tower, flew before Xiao Shi's eyes, released golden light, and swayed back and forth.

"Although I don't recognize you now, I still want to say, hello, Small Tower."

Xiao Shi reached out and touched the tower body, but some strange yet familiar scenes emerged in his mind.

Those scenes were all from the Luan Gu Era, memories of the two living and dying together, and experiencing things together.

"Xiao Shi, do you know that I have been looking for you all along?" the Small Tower said.

"I know, I have always been here, always."

Xiao Shi said, and crystalline tears dripped from the corners of the bear child's eyes.

"In the past, you went to the Upper Realm and broke out in battle with the Darkness Race; the price paid for that tragic battle was too great.

You were severely injured and lost much. I also encountered a time turbulence in that battle and fell into a slumber in this era.

If I hadn't sensed your aura, I wouldn't have awakened," the Small Tower said.

Ye Fan, Han Li, and the others were moved upon hearing this.

What kind of brotherhood was this.

"So that's how it is."

A look of realization appeared on Xuanzang's face; no wonder the Desolate Tower appeared in the Eastern Wasteland, it turned out it had encountered space-time turbulence.

Indeed, the phenomena triggered by an Immortal Emperor-level battle were too strong; one thought could destroy ten thousand worlds, one thought could cause the universe to collapse, and could even make eternity vanish into nothingness.

"It's just, how did you become a little one? You didn't reincarnate, did you?" the Small Tower pressed.

"No." Xiao Shi scratched his head and smiled.

"Small Tower, actually I am not the Xiao Shi you know. You can think of me as a Xiao Shi from another space-time. Due to special reasons, I arrived here, and I will leave soon," Xiao Shi explained.

The Small Tower shook its head and said, "Although I don't understand, you are Xiao Shi, no matter what you have become."

"Haha."

Xiao Shi laughed; one could feel a rich sense of brotherhood from Xiao Shi, a brotherhood that even transcended bloodlines.

"Small Tower, with your power, why didn't you go look for the future me?" Xiao Shi asked.

The Desolate Tower shook its body and said desolately, "That battle was too terrifying. Although my tower body is intact, the divinity inside has been corroded by the Darkness aura. I spent several eras recovering, but I still couldn't return to my peak. However, I left a mark; the future you will definitely come."

"It's those hateful Darkness creatures again?"

Ye Fan said indignantly, the two times he was hunted through time had annoyed him greatly.

"Heavenly Emperor Ye, I didn't expect you to be in this epoch as well."

"What a pity, it seems you have fallen," the Small Tower said.

"???" Ye Fan.

"?" Han Li, Bai Xiaochun.

"No way, surely not. Small Tower, don't spread rumors," Ye Fan said loudly.

The Small Tower shook its body and said, "Perhaps too much time has passed, and my memories have gaps.

But at that time, you were indeed lying in the Three-Life Copper Coffin, and the Heavenly Court was searching for the Three-Life Medicine to resurrect you."

"No way, in the future I'm already an Immortal Emperor, yet I still fall?" Ye Fan's head ached even more, his thoughts blocked.

Wang Wu pondered, "Ye Laoliu, according to my understanding of you as a Sword Immortal, in the future you are most likely just playing dead in a coffin."

"..., you think I'm that guy Han Li, hiding in a coffin," Ye Fan retorted.

"To place oneself in a position of death to then find life, that is a very Gaoming idea," Han Li said.

"Haha," Bai Xiaochun laughed, clutching his stomach in laughter.

Just as everyone was reminiscing, a wisp of green smoke drifted out from the Desolate Tower.

It was a hunched old man in green robes, his temperament elegant, yet his complexion was pale and weak, his eyes turbid, but the occasional wisp of imperial might he released made people look askance.

"A ghost," Ye Fan exclaimed in shock.

"A spirit..." Bai Xiaochun cried out.

"Don't be afraid, this is the last Great Emperor of the Demon Race, Qingdi," the Small Tower said.

"Qingdi? Aren't you dead?"

Ye Fan widened his eyes; one must know that not long ago, they were still fighting over Qingdi's heart together.

"The Desolate Tower has the power to isolate time; staying inside can maintain vitality and keep the Primordial Spirit from extinguishing," Qingdi said.

"Cowardly," Wang Wu said.

"Qingdi is a monstrous talent with innate gifts; to attain the Dao and become an Emperor in such an era—if placed in the Chaotic Ancient era, he could have become an Immortal King Giant, or even a more powerful existence.

It is a pity that in this epoch, the Dharma-Ending Era, the Immortal Dao Law is broken; a Great Emperor is already the limit of the human path, and wanting to become an immortal is difficult beyond measure," the Small Tower said.

"Then how did the ruthless little sister become an immortal? And a badass Red Dust Immortal at that," Wang Wu said.

"..." Qingdi, Small Tower.

"Since ancient times, the Empress's talent may not have been the strongest, but her brilliance has been unparalleled throughout history; I am not her equal," Qingdi said.

"Women like the Empress have been few and far between since ancient times; you wouldn't even need one hand to count them," the Small Tower said.

Qingdi's expression was desolate; he looked toward Xuanzang and suddenly bowed, saying:

"Senior, I beg you to point out a path to immortality for this junior."

"Why me?" Xuanzang asked; it seemed they had no connection.

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