Chapter 1969 Chaos Purgatory (19)

The words of the white-haired old man had a great impact on Wu Tian and the other three.

They were all eager to see what kind of style this Father God who led mankind to glory had.

Wu Tian asked: "Senior, where is the Father God now?"

"He has become a speck of dust in the long river of history and has been forgotten by the world, but he will always live in my heart."

The white-haired old man said with admiration.

"Alas!"

Wutian couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, no matter how great or powerful a person is, they can't withstand the ravages of time.

Calming down, Wu Tian said: "Since Chaos Purgatory was created by the Father God, then the younger generation should go to the ninth floor to take a look. First, to show the younger generation's respect for him, and second, maybe the Father God left something important on the ninth floor."

"Important things?"

The white-haired old man was slightly stunned, lowered his head and pondered for a while, then looked at Wu Tian seriously and asked: "Do you really want to go in?"

Wutian nodded.

The white-haired old man said, "Even if you die in there, you won't regret it?"

Wutian said, "No regrets."

"Then go ahead. Actually, I also want to know what is on the ninth floor. If you can come out alive, I hope you can tell me everything inside, truthfully, and help me fulfill an unattainable wish."

The white-haired old man sighed.

"It's a deal."

Wutian nodded.

The white-haired old man looked him up and down, and laughed, "Boy, I suddenly found that you are not so annoying!"

Wutian laughed, "The junior also suddenly found that the senior is not so annoying."

"Haha..."

The two laughed at the same time, feeling that they had met too late.

Similarly, a smile wiped out the grudges.

The unhappiness accumulated over the past few days was completely forgotten by the two.

"Follow me."

The white-haired old man called the four people and landed in front of the hall first. With a light wave of his old hand, the tightly closed door slowly opened.

Wu Tian and the other four followed and landed beside the old man, looking towards the main hall.

There was only an altar in the hall, but next to the altar stood a dark stone door, which was tightly closed and exuded a long-standing atmosphere.

The white-haired old man led the four people to the stone door.

After three pious bows to the stone door, the white-haired old man asked again: "From the beginning of the creation of Chaos Purgatory until now, this stone door has never been opened, and no one knows anything about the world behind the door. Wu Tian, ​​have you really thought about it?"

Wu Tian clenched his hands and said firmly: "Junior means what he says."

The white-haired old man took a deep breath, bit his finger, and drops of blood kept spilling and dripping on the stone door.

With a clang, the stone door opened a gap.

A series of dazzling strong lights shone out from the gap in the door.

At present, there is nothing surprising behind the stone door.

The stone door gradually opened, and the light became more and more dazzling.

When it was completely opened, the light began to dissipate, and a vast expanse of white appeared. What was inside could not be seen at all.

The white-haired old man stepped aside and warned: "Boy, be careful."

Wu Tian nodded, stared at the world inside the door, and said without turning his head: "Bird Saint, Luo Qiang, Zhang Shi, you wait for me outside."

"Master..."

Luo Qiang hurriedly opened his mouth, but before he could finish his words, Wu Tian said in a deep voice: "You all stay here honestly. If anyone dares to break in without permission, I will never forgive him."

After that, he stepped directly into the stone door and disappeared from the sight of several people.

"Whether you forgive me or not, I can't watch you take risks alone."

Luo Qiang's stubborn temper also came up, and he took a step forward without hesitation.

But at this moment, Zhang Shi grabbed his wrist and shook his head, saying, "Uncle has his own way, don't mess with him."

Bird Saint echoed, "That's right, you have to believe in him, there is nothing he can't do in this world."

Luo Qiang said angrily, "What you said is nonsense, he is my master, how can I rest assured?"

Zhang Shi said, "He is also my uncle."

Bird Saint said, "He is even more of my relative. When it comes to worry, Grandpa Bird Saint is not more worried than you, but I know better that I can't hold him back."

Luo Qiang glanced at the two of them with uncertainty, and finally sighed, retracted his steps, and fell silent.

The white-haired old man glanced at the three people and muttered secretly, "These little guys, the old man doesn't look down on the others, but only they are loyal and righteous, which makes the old man admire them."

...

Wutian walked in a white world.

I couldn't see anything else, so I could only walk straight forward.

But since the moment he entered here, he felt a very friendly atmosphere, always lingering around.

It was like his relatives were here.

This surprised him and made him a little confused.

He kept walking, and he didn't know how long he had walked. Finally, he saw an ancient stone staircase in front of him.

The stone staircase was suspended in the white mist, leading to the distant horizon.

When Wu Tian came to the stone staircase, an ancient breath rushed towards him. Every step had traces of erosion by wind and frost, indicating that its existence had spanned ancient and modern times.

Moreover, that kind breath was stronger than before!

It was as if a close relative was at the end of the stone staircase, calling him and waiting for him.

Without hesitation, he stepped on the first step.

A mysterious force immediately enveloped him.

But just as he was about to step down the steps, the mysterious force immediately disappeared.

"What happened?"

Wu Tian frowned.

Then.

He stepped onto the second step.

The mysterious force never appeared again.

"Is it an illusion?"

Wu Tian stepped onto the third step tentatively with doubt.

The mysterious force still did not emerge.

"Strange."

Muttering secretly, he temporarily put aside his doubts and walked towards the end of the stone stairs step by step without rushing.

At the same time.

In a dark world.

The earth was riddled with holes, the mountains and rivers were broken and withered, and there was a tragic atmosphere everywhere.

In a ruined hall.

A white-haired old man sat cross-legged, with scars all over his body and blood soaked in his long clothes.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his old face looked extremely pale.

Obviously, he was recuperating here.

But suddenly.

He opened his eyes, and two beams of light burst out, brighter than the sun and the moon, as if they could penetrate the eternity and see through the past and present.

Gradually, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"You have finally grown up."

He murmured in a low voice, closed his eyes again, and entered a state of cultivation.

The ninth level of Chaos Purgatory.

Wu Tian walked alone silently, and there was silence all around.

Although he looked calm on the surface, he was actually very excited.

Because as he continued to move forward, the sense of intimacy became stronger and stronger.

Even his blood was boiling.

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

Three days later, he finally saw the end of the stone stairs.

However, to his surprise, there was nothing at the end, and it was still a white void.

But he was not disappointed.

Because above the last step, there was a palm-sized mark floating, releasing a hazy glow.

And the source of that intimacy came from that mark.

"What is this?"

He took two steps at a time and quickly came to the last step. He looked up at the mark with doubts in his eyes.

There was no one he wanted to see here, but there was a mark.

But the question is, why did the Father leave a mark?

Why did he feel so close to him?

More importantly, what does the mark mean?

He stretched out his hand and touched the mark with his fingertips.

When his fingertips touched the mark, a piece of information came into his mind.

"What is the world?"

"What is the secret of life and death?"

"People call me Father God, so I should lead them out of the sea of ​​suffering..."

"But there is only one way to escape the fate of ants, step into Hengyu..."

"For this reason, I have been integrated into the mortal world for hundreds of millions of years, and finally got a glimpse of the true meaning of the secret of life and death..."

"However, after I stepped into Hengyu, I found that the truth is far from that..."

"But no matter what the truth is, I will lead the human race and fight them to the end until the day I see the light..."

"But as the battle began, I deeply realized that they were too powerful, and it was really difficult for me to go against the sky alone..."

"I am ashamed, I am ashamed of the name of Father God..."

"Therefore, I will leave my understanding of the secret of life and death here, hoping that some of my descendants in the future can get it, and use it to transform themselves, reborn, and contribute to the common people..."

"..."

Wutian read the news carefully.

Then he fell into silence.

After a long time, he sighed: "It turns out that this mark contains the Father God's understanding of the mystery of life and death. He is really an amazing great man."

"But the truth is far from that. What does it mean?"

"Who is the Father God referring to?"

"Who is the Father God fighting with?"

"Is the Father God really dead?"

Questions one after another kept crawling out of his mind.

Wutian's mind was in a mess.

I originally thought that as long as he understood the mystery of life and death, as long as he stepped into the realm of Hengyu, he could get rid of the controlled fate and turn from a chess piece into a game player.

But he never expected that even if he stepped into Hengyu, he could not really get rid of the bound fate.

The helplessness and despair in the words of the Father God made him deeply realize that things were far from as simple as they seemed.

"What is the truth?"

"Why does the mark give me a sense of intimacy?"

"Is there any connection between the Father God and me?"

Wutian raised his head, looked at the white void, and muttered to himself.

"Alas!"

After a moment.

He sighed deeply and muttered: "What the truth is, it actually has nothing to do with me. All I have to do is to revive her and find her parents. As for the rest, let fate take its course!"

Then.

He did not stay any longer and turned away.

He no longer needed the mark, so he did not take it away and left it to future generations.

Chapter 3 will be released later.