"I just came to see you."

The voice lost its previous violence and majesty, became calm again, and finally slowly disappeared from Xinyuan's ears.

And the phantom in the void finally disappeared. Under the violent bombardment of the Saint Xinyuan, the strange eyes finally disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

Because of the restrictions of the world's rules, He couldn't do much. The power that made everyone despair, after all, still didn't come directly. All the breath was dispersed by Xinyuan, leaving nothing. ωωw...

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Whether it was a feudal lord like Bing Kui or all the other superpowers, they all instantly felt their bodies loosen up, and the things that had been pressing on everyone's hearts were finally released.

"No more?"

"Xinyuan succeeded?"

"Fortunately, he has this backup plan..."

Similar thoughts echo in everyone's mind, even those in the abyss.

Even though they may not want to admit it with their mouths, they still admire Xinyuan in their hearts, and that feeling of relief is really wonderful.

The previous pressure came entirely from the soul. All living beings are equal and cannot be borne by willpower and belief alone.

The moment the god's aura disintegrated and the ice disappeared, most of the people who were still supporting the standing posture could not help but swayed and fell down, holding their hands on the ground.

It was only then that they finally dared to raise their heads, look at the sky, and look at the man surrounded by golden light that gradually dissipated.

Xinyuan's back was turned to them at this time, so they could not see his pale complexion, dilated pupils, and blood-stained face.

They could only see a body as straight as a steel gun, and recall Xinyuan's unhesitating "roll" in the air before.

This feeling always brings peace of mind, peace of mind that people can never figure out his upper limit, so there is always possibility in his heart.

However, Xinyuan himself is very aware of his own situation...

He is even more aware of the other party's status...

"Oh, okay, it's normal. I have felt before that the power of gods can always exceed our expectations."

After protecting Xinyuan's mental state for so long, after everything settled, the father of superpowers spoke again.

There was no obvious joy or anger in his voice, and no regrets could be heard. There was only a sense of calmness after experiencing thousands of sails. After all, what Xinyuan experienced was basically the same psychological path he had experienced before.

"In the process of constant confrontation, I slowly began to doubt all of this, and gradually realized that many things are not humanly possible. Maybe it is the gap in life levels."

"Just like ants can't beat humans no matter how hard they train, humans are like gods in front of ants. Among ants, there are scientists, heroes, and "great ants" who lead the times."

"But humans don't care. Humans can't see any difference between those ants..."

"Your idea of ​​universal superpowers is very interesting and bold. In fact, it might actually be an exploration and transformation of the overall level of human life."

"As expected of...you."

"Tsk...but it's a pity."

The voices in his mind gradually began to chatter, as if he was talking about family affairs, but these voices felt very distant in Xinyuan's ears, which were exhausted.

He just kept thinking about those desperate eyes and those last words.

"I just came to see you..."

Until the last ray of golden light slowly dissipated from Xinyuan's body, everything returned to silence. Xinyuan's voice of all things turned on unconsciously, as if there were countless voices whispering in his ears, but he could no longer distinguish them clearly.

From a spiritual level, he really has not a drop left...

He fell headfirst towards the ground, without any protection, and lost consciousness.

Jun Wei noticed something was wrong with him just now. When something went wrong, he rushed forward as soon as possible, caught Xinyuan from the air, and landed smoothly.

After feeling the heartbeat and mental state of the loved one, he was sure that he was not dead yet. Jun Wei couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. After all, this prospective son-in-law still died before he could finish being a hero...

But before he had time to confirm further, he was distracted by other things and rushed back dragging his equally overdrawn body.

Those from the far north who came here to support us were all strong men above the seventh realm.

He is also an old man.

After the previous events were over, some of them fell down and then... failed to stand up again.

There were five such old men, all of whom were over a hundred years old. The vitality in them began to dissipate rapidly.

It's not because they were injured, but because their time has come and their lifespan has come to an end.

After all, the increase in a superpower's strength is not directly proportional to the increase in lifespan.

Even Ying Wuye from the Western Continent, who is at the peak of the feudal realm and is over a hundred years old, is already on the verge of death.

The year-round ice in the Far North maintains the vitality of these seniors. They try their best not to act or take action, just to save their own lives. They are the hope of this world at the critical moment.

Now, this life is spent here.

The other people in the far north stood aside with indifferent expressions, without much reaction, but there was still a strong sense of depression in the atmosphere.

They all knew that this day would come to them.

It's a pity that they died in the darkest moment of mankind and did not get to see the day when mankind is full of hope.

Among them, two old men with white hair had already fallen to the ground and looked at each other.

They are a couple.

It's just that usually no one can see it at all.

In order to maintain their lifespan, they usually live in the frozen underground, sleeping and rarely communicating.

The long time and harsh ice and snow have buried all romance and love, making their souls numb, but at this moment, their eyes are bright, as bright as the most devastating day.

The two lay on the ground and stretched out their hands to each other with difficulty, but before they could touch each other, the last brightness in their eyes disappeared and they became two cold corpses.

The same is true for several others.

Junwei looked at these elders with trembling eyes, half-knelt down, and suddenly found that the last old man who fell seemed to have some sense of life.

He immediately ran over and said, "Hold on! I will send you back to the Far North!"

The old man grabbed Jun Wei's sleeve and shook his head with difficulty and expressionlessness.

He opened his mouth, and with a rusty voice, he stumbled and said:

"Junwei, you are still young."

"Little Anyi and this kid are even more young."

"You are all still young."

"You're still young!"
Chapter completed!