Chapter 213

Mysterious space.

On the indescribable chaotic path, Wu Xian walked with his hands behind his back, an undisguised proud smile on his face.

Can't help it, who made him the only Wu Xian so far to have cleared the finale!

Ten days ago, he had a peak battle with the Five Emperors of the Five Directions in the heavens. Finally, with a skill jointly created by all Wu Xians—Universal Entropy Annihilation—he blew up the Five Emperors of the Five Directions, annihilating them along with their divine souls and true spirits completely.

Finally, he used the remaining few breaths of time to fully operate the ability to control objects and transform things in the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, condensing and compressing the almost completely shattered Immortal Realm into a bead, bringing it back to the human realm, and casually killing all the immortals who had descended.

Since then, the concept of the Immortal Realm no longer existed in the *Snow* world, and the future of the human realm would be mastered by ordinary people themselves.

The first Sage of Confucianism, Zhang Fuyao, was overjoyed at this, laughed three times toward the sky, and then cut off his breath.

Before he died, he returned all the Confucian luck he had hidden in his body for over eight hundred years to the human realm.

In this way, if a new Confucian Sage appears in the future, he will not die prematurely due to a shortage of luck like Xuanyuan Jingcheng in the original work.

Everything seemed to be developing in a beautiful direction. Wu Xian was also very satisfied with this, so he decided to retire after success, preparing to be a salted fish waiting for death from now on.

Unless a serious crisis event occurs in the *Snow* world again, such as the birth of a new Immortal Realm or the invasion of demons from outside the domain, he will not take action personally again.

As for small matters like Jianghu disputes and dynastic changes, let his little disciples handle them.

After all, the world belongs to young people after all. You can't wrap everything up; you have to give them some room and opportunity to grow, right?

"Strange, why do I have such a sigh? Clearly, I can be seventeen forever..."

Thinking this in his heart, a touch of pure white had already lit up in the *Snow* Wu Xian's field of vision.

Immediately following, a familiar and intimate feeling surged into his heart, as if he had returned home.

Understanding that he had entered the interior of the mysterious space, the *Snow* Wu Xian's spirit suddenly lifted, and then he scanned the surroundings with expectant eyes, soon seeing three figures standing not far away.

One of them was the Wu Xian from the Ancient Martial world. He saw him with his hands on his hips, his lips opening and closing, talking non-stop, a spring-breeze-proud smile rippling on his face, looking very punchable.

As for the other two, they were unfamiliar faces he had never seen before, clearly newcomers who had just reported in.

At this very moment, they were all looking at the Ancient Martial Wu Xian with longing, the emotions in their eyes extremely complex, which can be summarized in one sentence.

Classical Chinese: A great man should ride this carriage!

Vernacular: This car should be driven by me!

Pfft! Two more shameless perverts!

This was the *Snow* Wu Xian's first impression of the two newcomers.

It can't be said to be unfair, but it is definitely seeking truth from facts. After all, when he exchanged memories with the Ancient Martial Wu Xian for the second time, he had a similar demeanor.

Perverts know perverts best, there can be no mistake!

Shaking his head, the *Snow* Wu Xian couldn't help but let out a sigh, then walked up and began to carefully examine these two silly newcomers.

One of them was a young man with obvious mixed-race features, about twenty-five years old, just out of university, at the age about to suffer the beatings of society.

However, compared to his appearance, the clothes he wore made Wu Xian even more curious.

It was an outfit somewhat similar to the wizard robes in the movie *Harry Potter*, with dark red as the main tone, but the size and style were very close-fitting, making it more convenient for hands and feet to move. Calling it a samurai suit didn't seem impossible.

What is this? A mage who can't suppress a warrior in close combat isn't a good assassin?

Complaining in his heart, Wu Xian looked at the other newcomer.

If the mixed-race youth just now could be a mage or monk from some Western fantasy world, then whether the one on the right could still be considered a human was not very certain.

After all, normal humans don't grow two wings on their backs.

But to call him an angel... looking at the knee-exposing armor on the other person that looked like the medieval Roman Empire, it felt somewhat incongruous no matter how he looked at it, and it had a huge difference from the angel image in Wu Xian's impression that was hard to describe.

"Wait, this outfit... seems a bit familiar. Seems to have seen it in some cartoon, what was it called?"

After thinking for less than two seconds, Wu Xian chose to give up, because he had already arrived at the side of the two newcomers, then stretched out his hands, pressed one palm on each shoulder, and began to read their memories.

"So that's it, it's the Super God Universe!"

A moment later, the *Snow* Wu Xian was suddenly enlightened, and then looked at the Roman soldier with white wings, his expression somewhat subtle.

It turned out that this newcomer was from the *Super God* or *Xiong Bing Lian* series world, but the time was slightly earlier, directly traveling to thirty thousand years ago and becoming a male angel in the angel civilization.

But unlike many *Super God* fanfiction settings, the Angel Wu Xian was not a member of the Heavenly Scum Legion under King Huaye... ah pfft! It was a member of the Hoffman family to which the Holy Keisha belonged.

Like Angel Ruoning, he had been trained and cultivated by the Hoffman family since he was a child, stood out after a series of rigorous selections, and eventually became the personal guard of the young Keisha, responsible for protecting her daily safety inside and outside, along with Angel Ruoning.

Angel Wu Xian expressed his approval of this identity arrangement after traveling.

Because he knew that in the setting of the *Super God* world, the future Holy Keisha was the most powerful existence in the entire known universe. Even calling her the King of the Universe was no exaggeration.

Even Karl, who possessed Void knowledge and the Great Clock, had to be careful in front of her, needing multiple calculations to destroy her physical body and use the Great Clock to seal her in various parts of the universe, rather than killing her completely.

In other words, before Holy Keisha shattered into slag, she was the thickest thigh in the entire *Super God* world. Following her would definitely lead to good juice to drink!

Besides, Angel Wu Xian had no better choice. If he didn't hug Holy Keisha's long legs tightly, did he want to hold Huaye's stinky feet? Wasn't he afraid of being poked?

At the same time, after reading the other's memories, the *Snow* Wu Xian was also speechless.

Saying he was hugging a thigh, this guy wasn't a good thing either.

Ever since he became a personal guard, Angel Wu Xian had used the convenience of his position to spend time with the teenage Keisha, occasionally saying a few cheesy pickup lines to flirt with her.

Clearly, he wanted to use the advantage of being close to the water to capture the heart of this future Angel King. When the future Holy Keisha suppressed the entire known universe, he could directly eat fragrant soft rice, lie down and sit on the throne of the Angel Prince. Thinking about it, he was still a little excited.

Pfft! Shameless!

The *Snow* Wu Xian envied... despised in his heart, then looked at the "close-combat mage" next to him, and his mouth twitched again.

The world traveled by this mixed-race youth with a look like a "close-combat mage" was the famous Marvel Cinematic Universe, and he was currently learning magic in Kamar-Taj.

His mentor was the legendary Sorcerer Supreme—Wong!

(End of chapter)