Chapter 1575 (1/2)
Dark and cold prison, eternal silence, no voice, no life, a person with hair, locked in prison, waiting for death in solitude.
The heavens have decayed, the world has decayed and collapsed, and all vitality has gradually disappeared to the end.
The people in prison are also weak and gradually dried up. Their sharp eyes are dim. The past glory has been cut off and forgotten in the long river of history. The whole person is gloomy and will eventually die.
Chu Feng felt an unspeakable sense of desolation. Why is it so?
That person is so much like him, but he hasn't experienced these. How can he resonate and feel like this?
Is it because of fear? I have a premonition that my ending is not very good, and there will be such a day, so can I have this sense of common disappointment?
Chu Feng completely broke free from the samsara road and stood in this silent and dark broken void. His own instinct gave him a very bad experience, trembling, confused, scary and complex.
In a trance, he seemed to have really become a man in prison. He was in the lowest hell. At first, he could sit and watch the ups and downs and the changes of the times, but later, he became numb, died together with heaven and earth, and slowly perished in the desperate situation without hope.
He really had a sense of fear, not of death, but of the day when many people around him were gone and died, leaving only himself. He suffered in this darkness and depression, lived alone and tasted the bitterness of only one person through the ages. It was really terrible.
That kind of experience, that kind of scene, let alone living creatures, even the world is gone. He is alone under the ruins.
He shook his head violently to get rid of the experience and didn't want to see it any more.
In an instant, he returned to reality, and the surrounding scene changed.
What about the huge Kunpeng? In the blur, in the emptiness, it began to disintegrate until it disappeared!
In the void, only a little dust fell. Was it the collapse of the petrified and dilapidated body?
He realized that what he had seen earlier was only the ”Scene” hundreds of millions of years ago. This is the truth. Where else is Kunpeng? It disintegrated several centuries ago. Only withered feathers and broken bones turn into debris, wither and fall in the universe.
It's terrible, beyond the existence of the fairy king. His body should be immortal, but now it's gone!
Chu Feng stretched out his hand and received some falling debris in the broken world. It was... The bones of Kunpeng!
In the distance, the huge stone grinding plate gradually blurred in front of him, and then fell apart. As for the strange creatures who were tortured, they were also weak, silent and quickly dispersed.
Obviously, the stone grinding plate was once a ”Scene”, but now it has been restored to reality.
In the distance, the Immortal King's bone in the extinguished fire turned into nothingness like smoke and ash, which was wiped out by the time of history and unpredictable power.
Chu Feng was at a loss. Standing in this ragged world, he saw only the debris of stars like dust and the broken bones of all kinds of powerful creatures.
Once the great world, glory has become the past.
Is this also a preview of the coming days?
In the past, will it still repeat and reincarnate into this scene in the future?
It's hard for him to accept that in the near future, the sun will collapse and the heavens will collapse. Those familiar people around him will die and become a photo of history. That's how sad.
”Did you let me see everything in the past?” Chu Feng lowered his head and looked at the stone pot.
This antique emits hazy light, which is somewhat different. He is sure that he can break through the confinement of the reincarnation road and come here to see those scenes because of the tank.
”You have come from ancient history through countless eras and witnessed too much. What kind of enlightenment do you want to give me and how do you want me to do it?”
Chu Feng's voice was low and his mood was low.
He was suddenly afraid and confused. If his world was gradually covered by darkness and turned into cold frozen soil, his parents and relatives would never see him, all his friends around him would die, and even the heavens, the world and even heaven would dry up and disappear, leaving only himself, what kind of sadness and fear would be filled in his heart.
Many figures appeared in his mind, such as parents, Zhou Xi, little yellow cattle, big black cattle, demons... Old times, too many people flashed dimly.
Even many old friends whose memories are gradually blurred, such as Wudang guru and the great demon of Kunlun Mountain, are clear and present in their hearts one by one.
Some of these people died, and some stepped into the reincarnation of not knowing whether it was true or false.
”Death is not terrible, but in despair, a person remembers what he once had, and the desolation is unbearable!”
Chu Feng retreated, retreated again, and then plunged into the reincarnation road. In that nihilistic area and in the broken world, he didn't want to stay for a moment. He always had a terrible sense of reality that he was experiencing the past and resonated with the future.
He was afraid and didn't want that to happen.
”Jar, are you revealing my future?”
”Or did someone like me experience those things with you, and now you let me experience his regrets?”
On the road of reincarnation, Chu Feng's eyes were like a torch, the beam of light was blooming, and he seemed to be burning. His whole temperament was fierce, like a fairy sword out of its sheath.
He felt more and more urgent and uneasy. What should he do to avoid those sad things?
The vast cycle road is intermittent, composed of floating broken continents one after another.
Chu Feng flew away quickly and finally made a new discovery.
Creatures, or ghosts, dry skeletons began to appear on the road.