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

It is even possible that the other party no longer exists in this universe.

"What about the second option?"

Jiang Kuiwei's eyes flashed.

"The second method is truly a permanent solution."

“Although we know very little about the Jiexin consciousness, it is very likely that it comes from the world behind the bronze door.”

"So, if you want to resolve the catastrophe, the best way is to directly enter the bronze door, find the source of the catastrophe's will, and destroy or seal it."

Halfway through his speech, Jiang Kuiwei was already shaking his head.

"Of course... this method is even more unlikely than pursuing the primordial gods and demons."

"Let's not talk about it for now. Everything we face in the great catastrophe is just a partial manifestation and influence of the will of the catastrophe."

"We can't even handle the Great Tribulation, so how can we possibly face the source of the Tribulation's will?"

"Even if there is... to be honest, I doubt it. The will of the Jiexin is illusory and has no real existence. Is there really a way to eliminate or suppress it?"

"If it really existed, why didn't the gods and demons of the beginning of time do it?"

Zhong Qing touched his chin and pondered for a moment before speaking again.

"What about the third method?"

A bitter smile appeared on Jiang Kuiwei's face.

"The third method is probably the only one with a real possibility."

"Fellow Daoist, your current starry sky and current immortal path are ruled by a being called the Spirit God."

"They will actively suppress the immortal path to prevent it from growing and becoming a threat to themselves."

"So over the past hundreds of millions of years, even though the Immortal Path has been ruled by the Spirit God, it has remained safe and sound."

"So, as long as the Spirit Gods continue to rule and suppress the growth of the Immortal Path, the Immortal Path will never reach the level of triggering a catastrophe again, and naturally, no new catastrophe will come."

"As for the Spirit God himself... To be honest, fellow Daoist, although I know very little, in my opinion, this strange existence does not seem to be created by heaven and earth."

"Their very existence is likely related to the impact of the catastrophe, so they themselves probably won't cause the catastrophe."

Hearing this, Zhong Qing frowned.

"So, you're saying that the best and most likely solution is to kill yourself?"

Jiang Kuiwei sighed softly.

"At the end of the road, there is great terror."

"If you rush forward without the ability to deal with the great terror, you will only end up repeating the same mistakes."

"In that case, perhaps stopping on the road is the only option."

"Of course, I didn't mean to ask fellow Daoist and the current immortal to choose this path."

"On the contrary, I deeply hope that future generations will rise again, rebuild from the ashes of our failure, and triumph over the catastrophe."

Jiang Kuiwei paused.

"But... I'm already dead."

"Now is your time. All choices are made by you."

Zhong Qing nodded.

"I understand."

"Thank you for letting me know. I'll consider it."

Jiang Kuiwei also nodded in response.

"I have waited in these ruins for hundreds of millions of years. Today, I am very pleased to see you, my fellow Taoist."

"Once I let go of my obsession, I will also dissipate."

As the words fell.

The surrounding scenes, the bustling crowd, the other human emperor on the high platform, and the magnificent holy land all disappeared at the same time.

Zhong Qing stood opposite Jiang Kuiwei in the dilapidated, foggy and empty Human Emperor Palace.

Everything in the past is ultimately an illusion.

What is in front of you is reality.

Jiang Kuiwei raised his hand and tapped lightly.

Zhong Qing looked down.

I saw a Qionghua mark appear on the palm of my hand.

Jiang Kuiwei said in a deep voice: "As the last of the three masters of the Qionghua Holy Land, after I disappear, there will be no one to rule the Holy Land."

"Therefore, I entrust this last bit of strength to you, fellow Taoist."

"With this mark, fellow Daoist will possess the highest authority in the entire Qionghua Holy Land."

"Everything in the holy land is at your disposal."

"If it can be put to use, it would be great."

Zhong Qing also nodded and bowed: "Thank you."

Jiang Kuiwei smiled slightly.

"After waiting for hundreds of millions of years, my old friends must be getting impatient."

"It's time to go meet them."

As he spoke, Jiang Kuiwei's figure began to disappear.

In the end, only the sound echoed.

"Oh, what am I talking about?"

"I'm just obsessed."

"The real me has already gone to meet them, hasn't I?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

When the long laughter completely disappeared, the Human Emperor Palace fell into silence again. Only Zhong Qing was left standing there, looking thoughtful.

After a while, he took a step forward, still muttering to himself.

"The Gods and Demons of the Beginning."

"The will of the robbery heart."

He held his chin and asked, "Which one should I choose?"

"never mind."

After only a minute of thinking, Zhong Qing put the question behind him.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain."

"Now that things have come to this, let's search first."

Although Zhong Qing didn't have much interest in anything other than the Human Emperor Realm in the Qionghua Holy Land at the beginning.

But now Emperor Jiang has left the holy land to him.

It's already been given to me, so it would be a bit rude not to take it.

At worst, I can leave some good things for Shengtianmen.

Anyway, without me, they and destiny will keep holding each other back and forth, and I don't know how long it will take to get here.

As soon as Zhong Qing had a thought, the chaotic miasma in the entire Human Emperor Palace dissipated instantly.