Chapter 1818 Gray Mist Fall 2

"Backtrack!"

This retracement is not retracing the gray fog universe that is undergoing destruction, but is also pulling back the collapsing and sinking surface void.

For ordinary gods, resurrecting a dead person is considered a huge taboo, but the Son of Omen is trying to resurrect the entire universe.

It’s impossible that He didn’t know the stakes involved, yet he still did it.

There is only one possibility - He still has a back-up plan, and is not afraid of a back-up plan that will produce great cause and effect.

The many powerful men on the gray mist side all had shocked faces.

Even though they were extremely emotionally stable, they were a little uncontrollable at the moment.

The surface void that was about to sink was dragged up abruptly. There were countless relationships involved. Even the weaker Ancient God would probably be killed by the backlash.

How could He dare to do this when he was at the pinnacle of transcendence?

At this moment, the entire universe seemed to have been pushed back.

The aftermath of the explosion gradually stagnated, and the scattered energy flow began to reverse.

Time is like a river that is forced to flow backwards. The water rushing forward suddenly reverses, pulling everything back to its original point with endless power.

At the center of the explosion, the annihilation energy that was expanding rapidly began to shrink.

The torn star fragments gradually gathered and returned to their original positions.

The essence of the universe is rejoined in the reverse flow of time, the cracks gradually disappear, and all chaos returns to order again.

After looking back, the entire universe returns to the state it was in before the explosion.

Galaxies realigned, stars re-burned, and planets returned to their orbits.

Time seemed to have never passed, as if the devastating explosion had never happened.

In the void outside the universe, the huge cracks that were originally cracked seemed to be stitched together bit by bit by an invisible hand.

The deep cracks disappeared, and the void became calm again.

The throbbing sound in his throat gradually subsided.

The Son of Omen laughed wildly.

"Almost every world has the same plan. Even if they destroy the world themselves, they are not willing to hand it over to our outer gods... Why? In terms of the results, aren't they all the same?"

His voice echoed in the void, with an endless sarcasm, "This time cannot end now, how can this last anchor point be broken now."

Many strong men on the gray mist side looked at each other.

Such power is beyond their scope of cognition.

Zhao Xiaoan shook his head slowly, "We'll see, he can go back to other super-standard worlds, but he certainly can't go back to the gray fog universe."

As soon as the words fell, the world that had returned to its original state suddenly had a blush, as if it was ignited by some invisible flame.

The next moment, the flame was like an unstoppable storm, swallowing up the entire universe in an instant.

A look of astonishment appeared on the big, withered face of the Son of Zhao.

"What's going on? Why doesn't it work?"

"Could it be that someone was tampering with someone inside again?"

His voice was confused and angry.

"But the internal time and space should have stagnated at this time. The escapees and others cannot break through at all."

"Backtrack!" The Son of Omen activated his power again, trying to reverse time.

However, this time the fire showed no sign of stopping.

Flames swept across, and the energy of the explosion expanded rapidly, like a doomsday carnival.

The stars were torn apart again, the planets were reduced to ashes in the blazing light, and the entire universe was swallowed up by endless destructive power.

Countless stars exploded in an instant, ejecting countless blazing beams of light, forming countless gorgeous light spots.

Seeing this scene, many powerful men on the Gray Mist side breathed a sigh of relief.

In stark contrast to the ugly expression on the Son of Omen's face, they looked much more relaxed. ,

"It's finally over. Although the process was a little tortuous, it was always smooth."

Zhao Xiaoan said in a low voice.

Yuan frowned, "What's going well? The Gray Mist Universe is about to collapse, so where's the success?"

Zhao Xiaoan looked at Yuan, "Don't you also have a backup plan? You have retained a lot of fire before."

"So are we enemies next?" There was a hint of coldness in Yuan's voice.

Zhao Xiaoan said calmly, "Don't worry, I won't compete with you for the Ashes of Gray Mist. You can spend the rest of your life there peacefully."

At this time, Yan Ruxin appeared next to Zhao Xiaoan. She came to say goodbye. She turned her back and committed suicide and said, "I'm leaving. If I leave a second earlier, I will be born tens of thousands of years earlier in the next life."

"Is there a difference? Being born tens of thousands of years earlier and living a hundred more lives?" Zhao Xiaoan looked at Yan Ruxin. Among the people present, she was the only one who understood what Yan Ruxin was talking about.

"100 lives is 100 opportunities,"

Yan Ruxin sighed softly, "This time there is no advance plan. It will not be easy for us to embark on the extraordinary road again."

Her eyes were deep, as if she saw the endless future through nothingness, "So what if I embark on the extraordinary path? In a situation like mine, I can't even participate in the last battle."

Yan Ruxin's words were heavy and full of helplessness.

"You can still be resurrected? Why?" Yuan asked impatiently, "You stole the origin of the gray mist?"

"The gray fog is gone, what source is left?" Zhao Xiaoan said contemptuously, "Before you came here, our world was already destroyed once."

"Is it the World Tree?" The Lord of the Night asked softly, "If possible, I have a family that I want to protect."

Zhao Xiaoan looked at the Lord of the Night and said, "I can't help, I'm powerless."

"Um..."

The gray fog has begun to destroy. By then, the origin will be destroyed, and all living creatures below the master will not be able to survive.

There is no need to fight for anything anymore.

Yan Ruxin's figure gradually became transparent, "I'm leaving first."

"Well, see you later."

Zhao Xiaoan nodded, and then turned his gaze to Lin Shan.

She stepped out and appeared next to Lin Shan, "I really want to leave this time. I should have left a long time ago, but I can still stay now, thanks to your help."

"Is there no way to just survive to the next level?" Lin Shan asked.

Zhao Xiaoan sighed, "You can, but we can't. Our roots are in the gray fog universe, and we have not achieved the position of dominance in this era, and we have not exceeded the gray fog rules. If the gray fog is destroyed, we will naturally You won’t survive, but don’t worry, this kind of thing is already familiar to us.”

There was a hint of helplessness in her voice, but more of a calmness, "We will definitely meet again, but I won't remember you then."

Zhao Xiaoan showed an inexplicable smile, "It's like you don't remember me now."

"This is for you." She said softly, took out a purple test tube from somewhere and handed it to Lin Shan.

There is a viscous liquid in the test tube, which is shining brightly.

With Lin Shan's current knowledge, he could tell at a glance that this was a bottle of serial potion.

And the level is very high.