Zero: and the time traveler start from the martial spirit

Zhao Lan tightly grasped the Cong Yun Ya sword in his hand, which was shrouded in dazzling light energy. Despite this, the sword continued to send out intermittent signals.

His brows were furrowed, revealing deep worry. At this tense moment, Ah Li jumped out of the Bone-Eating Well with the mysterious scabbard and appeared in front of everyone.

Ali's eyes quickly swept around, and when he saw that Inuyasha had regained control of his body and escaped from Soun Ya's control, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, when he was about to walk towards Zhao Lan to inquire about the situation, he unexpectedly found that Zhao Lan's expression was extremely solemn, as if he was facing some tremendous pressure and challenge.

When Ali saw the expression on Zhao Lan's face, her heart skipped a beat. However, Zhao Lan quickly adjusted her emotions and hid her expression.

At this moment, the old man of the scabbard slowly emerged from the scabbard and said to Zhao Lan in a serious tone: "Please reinsert Cong Yunya into the scabbard. Only in this way can I effectively suppress this sword full of evil power."

Hearing what Grandpa Jianscabbard said, Zhao Lan sighed deeply and said helplessly: "It's meaningless to do this now!"

The old man with the scabbard was somewhat confused when he heard Zhao Lan's answer. However, Zhao Lan, who was extremely sensitive to the laws of time and space, could clearly feel that at this moment in this universe, there was a terrifying force that was frantically tearing apart the structure of time and space.

And it uses the Earth as an anchor point to tear the entire universe apart. This tearing is not only physical, but also a crack in time and space, as if a huge wound has been cut in the endless darkness.

Although this world belongs to the big universe and has almost no essential difference from the Ultra Universe, the world full of death breath that Zhao Lan felt before also belongs to the scope of this big world.

This was a collision of two great worlds, a grand cosmic event. Cong Yunya's role in this process was merely to confirm the coordinate anchor point.

It was like a key that opened the door between the two worlds. Even if Cong Yunya did not exist, the collision between the two worlds was inevitable.

Their destinies have long been intertwined, like two rushing rivers, destined to converge and create huge waves.

Not only that, the scope and depth of this fierce collision between the big worlds are beyond imagination! It is not just limited to the impact and fusion of the material level, but an all-round collision from the mysterious and crucial dimensions of time and space.

In this shocking collision, the entire universe may still have a glimmer of hope to survive, but all living things on Earth are destined to be unable to escape the tragic fate of being completely wiped out.

As the torrent of time rushes forward mercilessly, the earth will gradually be drawn into an endless abyss of darkness. The flowers of life that once flourished on it will wither and die over the years, and eventually turn into illusory bubbles and dissipate at the end of the vast time and space.

And all of this is just a tiny part of the laws governing the operation of the universe.

When the two worlds collide, everything will be reduced to ashes and turned to dust, and even the traces of existence in the entire long river of time will be completely wiped out.

In this case, no matter how much effort and cost one makes, it is impossible to restore it to its original state. Thinking of this, Zhao Lan felt as if a heavy mountain was pressing down on his heart, so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

He slowly raised his head and looked around. He saw Ali staring at him with a worried look on his face, and Inuyasha beside him also looked worried. Not far away, Miroku and Sango were rushing towards this side in a hurry, and even the little Shippo was moving its short legs to try its best to get closer.

At this moment, Zhao Lan's mind was flooded with every person she had ever met in this world.

Those familiar or unfamiliar faces emerged one by one from the depths of my memory: the vendors selling snacks on the street, always with a warm smile on their faces; the farmers working hard in the fields, showing their simple tenacity as they shed their sweat;

There are also innocent children playing around, their bell-like laughter seems to still linger in my ears...

However, at this moment, all the images in Zhao Lan's mind suddenly began to tremble violently, like a mirror that had suffered a heavy blow, and then cracked inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The once vivid scenes gradually shattered and dissipated, and finally reunited and combined to form a figure dressed in witch clothing. She had a beautiful face, a smile as peaceful as water, and her every move showed gentleness and elegance.

Looking at the figure in front of him, Zhao Lan felt a growing sense of heaviness in his heart, as if it was about to swallow him whole.

Under the concerned gazes of her companions, Zhao Lan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a slightly forced smile. That smile seemed to be an effort to hide the anxiety and pain deep in her heart, but it was difficult to completely cover it up.

Then, he slowly turned around and walked towards the dense woods with heavy steps, and his figure gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Seeing Zhao Lan's pale and ugly face when she left, everyone felt sorry for her, but they also tacitly chose not to ask about the specific situation. After all, everyone needs some time alone to sort out their emotions.

At this moment, the old man with the sword sheath, who had been silent all this time, wanted to say something.

But he was interrupted by Inuyasha who was standing beside him with a smile: "You can relax! Now that Cong Yunya has fallen into Zhao Lan's hands, he doesn't have the ability to let this evil thing stir up trouble!" However, the old man with the scabbard still seemed to have some doubts. When he was about to say something else, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Mingjia who was hurriedly coming over from the corner of his eye.

The two old friends were filled with emotion when they met. They quickly immersed themselves in the memories of the past years. The storms they had experienced together and the days of fighting side by side were like a picture scroll slowly unfolding before their eyes. For a moment, they even forgot everything around them.

At the same time, Zhao Lan, who had already passed through the woods, climbed up to a high ground alone. He stood there quietly, looking into the distance. The sea of ​​clouds in the distance was like a dream, like a layer of soft gauze covering the earth.

The breeze brings a slight coolness, making people feel relaxed and happy. At this moment, the surroundings are quiet and peaceful, with only the occasional bird calls breaking the tranquility.

Zhao Lan stared at the beautiful scene in front of her, but she felt mixed emotions. On one side was the seemingly peaceful scene in front of her, and on the other side was the time and space that was constantly being torn and distorted, forming a sharp contrast.

This situation reminded him of a familiar saying: "There is no such thing as a peaceful life, it's just that someone is carrying the burden for you." Thinking of this, Zhao Lan felt heavy in his heart again.