My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

The starry sky outside at that time was magnificent, and it was not as beautiful as the burial ground it is today.

But Jiang Kuiwei waved his hand lightly, and a star in the starry sky flashed rapidly, constantly getting bigger, and finally he grabbed it from the void and it fell into his palm.

It turned out to be a real star sun, which he grasped with a wave of his hand and compressed to a size of only a few dozen feet. Then he pointed lightly with his finger, and in an instant, the entire sun was refined and dispersed into the essence of the sun, which was scattered in the hall and merged into the spirits of the immortals.

In an instant, hundreds of people broke through on the spot.

In the hall, there were constant exclamations and sighs, and the immortals were in awe and shouted "Human Emperor".

Zhong Qing was watching with great interest.

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind.

"This is my last sermon before the destruction of the Qionghua Holy Land."

Zhong Qing's eyes fixed and he slowly turned around.

Jiang Kuiwei on the high platform was still continuing, but another Jiang Kuiwei was standing behind Zhong Qing in the crowd.

This Jiang Kuiwei was dressed in coarse linen clothes, like an old farmer, and was exactly the look Zhong Qing was familiar with.

He was also looking at himself on the platform, and not at Zhong Qing.

But Zhong Qing knew that he was talking to himself.

"Not long after this, endless disasters arose from the starry sky."

"The three holy places will bear the brunt of the attack."

"As the most powerful existences in the starry sky, the three holy places have held out the longest even if they have become the epicenter of the catastrophe."

"But it is precisely because of this that we witnessed with our own eyes the immortal cultivation world that has existed for billions of years being destroyed in an instant."

Jiang Kuiwei sighed and then looked at Zhong Qing.

"In that case, perhaps those who died at the first moment were the ones who were truly lucky."

"Don't you think so?"

Zhong Qing blinked and looked at Jiang Kuiwei.

"Do you... still recognize me?"

Jiang Kuiwei smiled slightly: "It seems that you have seen me in the future."

"That's great. It seems we managed to escape the catastrophe and survive? Or did we find a way to resist it afterwards?"

Zhong Qing's eyes moved: "You after that...you mean..."

Jiang Kuiwei nodded: "Not bad."

"I am now the same person I was before I escaped from the Holy Land of Qionghua."

"The great calamity has arrived. The Qionghua Holy Land has held on for a long time, but it is still doomed to destruction."

"Among the three of us, Lord Taixu was the first to die in battle, and Lord Taiqing was seriously injured. He volunteered to stay behind to buy time for us to cover our retreat."

"but me……"

Jiang Kuiwei sighed softly, "I really want to stay here, to live and die with them and the Holy Land."

Having said that, he looked towards the man and woman on the platform, with a look of regret in his eyes.

"Even Qing'er and Yang'er, the two young people, stayed."

"An old man like me has no choice but to become a deserter and abandon my homeland and flee with the rest of the people."

"But I still left a part of myself here. At the very least, I want to witness the destruction of Qionghua with my own eyes."

"Of course, the part of my true consciousness that remained has long since dissipated with the destruction of the Holy Land."

Jiang Kuiwei said in a deep voice: "What you see of me now is just a wisp of obsession."

"From the moment those little guys broke into Qionghua tens of millions of years ago, I knew that my immortal path was not completely destroyed after all."

"But what happened to my original body, carrying the remaining flame of Qionghua?"

"It's ridiculous to say this, but my greatest wish is for the immortal path to survive. It doesn't matter if it's my real body or not, or if it continues with those who escaped."

"I should have been content to know that."

"But I still miss those people my original body took away, as well as the inheritance of my Qionghua."

“So this obsession has remained until now.”

At this point, Jiang Kuiwei shook his head: "Sure enough, I am not that selfless after all."

He looked at Zhong Qing: "You have seen me after this, so you must know our ending. Can you tell me?"

Zhong Qing smiled calmly: "In that case, you can rest assured."

"Although the Qionghua Holy Land was completely destroyed, you did manage to bring many people with you to survive."