After conquering the Empress, I proved my Dao with the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace!

He had no idea how much incredible luck it would take to make things go so smoothly.

Without triggering any restrictions, they simply walked past each one.

"Unless, someone wants me to come here..."

Qin Chuan's eyes flashed for a moment; at this moment, there were only thirty-odd breaths left.

He turned his head, his gaze shifting from the fourth peak to the mountain gate of the first peak in the distance.

Based on the location of the figure I saw when I woke up before.

Qin Chuan was also standing here at this moment, gazing into the distance.

His hair was blown about, and his clothes were flapping in the wind.

With less than ten breaths left, Qin Chuan's eyes revealed decisiveness.

"Since I saw you, and you... helped me get up the mountain smoothly."

So who you are may no longer matter.

Qin Chuan turned around and, with only five breaths left, stepped into the coffin.

He took a deep breath, lay down calmly, and closed his eyes.

Three breaths, two breaths, one breath…

boom!

Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed across the entire sky above the Demon Immortal Ancient Sect.

The sound surpassed thunder, echoing throughout the entire world.

A ripple suddenly spread from the sky, instantly covering the entire Ancient Demon Immortal Sect.

Within these ripples, all the cultivators of the Ancient Demon Immortal Sect, except for Qin Chuan, found a place to reside.

Their bodies, with their eyes closed, are beside the places they have chosen to reside.

It immediately emitted light!

It seemed that it and the skeleton gradually overlapped, were gradually enveloped in light, and merged together.

Qin Chuan, however, kept his eyes closed.

He lost consciousness as the roar from the sky reached him.

As the light that permeated the ancient realm of demons and immortals spread through Qin Chuan.

There was no fusion like the others.

But then, suddenly, on the summit of the fourth peak...

Qin Chuan stood there, looking towards the location of the first peak.

It was the area he saw when he awoke before stepping into the Ancient Realm of Demons and Immortals.

At that moment, a figure dressed in a white robe with disheveled hair appeared out of nowhere.

The figure had disheveled hair and wore a white robe stained with blood.

His face was covered by long hair, so his features were not visible, but from his figure, it could be identified as a man.

A breeze blew, lifting some of his hair and revealing his eyes hidden among the strands.

It holds within it the vicissitudes of time, the bewilderment, and the regrets.

An aura of decay emanated from him, seemingly permeating the entire ancient realm of demons and immortals.

They merged together, becoming one.

"Ming... let him in."

The man in white gazed at the Fifth Peak in the distance, his eyes filled with reminiscence, and spoke softly.

The moment his voice rang out, the entire Demon Immortal Ancient Sect suddenly trembled.

"This is against the rules."

A buzzing sound, seemingly not fully awake, accompanied by murmurs.

Like a dream, it echoed through heaven and earth.

"He is the only person who has seen me in all these years."

Perhaps this is a predetermined cause and effect, so let him…

Go back to the past for me, and say those words to him on my behalf.

Back then... I didn't know what to say.

The man in white had a hoarse voice and gentle eyes.

Yet within that gentleness lies a deep longing and profound regret, an emotion that is deeply ingrained in the passage of time.

"Those words, I've kept in my heart for ninety thousand years..."

The man in white spoke softly.

"He has no identity."

The world seemed to stand still. After a long while, the buzzing sound, as if carrying a slight ripple, slowly emerged.

“Give him my identity.”

The man in white spoke softly.

The world fell silent once again.

"Let the world be eternal in that year..."

The man in white closed his eyes, concealing the pain within, but he could not hide the sorrow and longing in his heart.

boom!

The light that permeated the entire world suddenly converged from all directions in that instant.

In an instant, it all fell on Qin Chuan, his body gradually became transparent, and everything slowly disappeared.

A moment later, another roar, louder than thunder, echoed through the air.

Qin Chuan's body has completely disappeared!

At the same time, a soft light instantly enveloped the entire Demon Immortal Ancient Sect.

It was as if a new world had appeared within it.

This world is the ancient past from our memories!

Qin Chuan's disappearance was completely different from that of other people who came from the Tianyuan Continent.

Others merely merged with a host body, but Qin Chuan... stepped into it with his true body!

Others are simply using someone else's identity.

Qin Chuan… he didn’t just borrow it, he actually acquired it!

Borrowing and obtaining are completely different.

The entire Demon Immortal Ancient Sect was enveloped in light.

The man in white remained standing there, his back to the First Peak.

Gradually, he seemed to see an old figure in his eyes.

Looking at myself with a kind smile.

That gaze seemed to encompass everything about me, including all the wrong paths I had taken.

It was as if he was always watching over me, and he silently made up for all my mistakes.

That day, I did something wrong again, but because of your reprimand, I immediately turned hostile.

That day, I was a spoiled brat, bullying men and women, but I didn't see the wrinkles at the corners of your eyes, nor the disappointment in your eyes.

That day, I gave away the sect's most precious treasure for the sake of a woman.

We never noticed your proud spirit, the way your spine bent towards the sect.

That day, I polished my sword, flaunting my identity.

Unbeknownst to me, your hair has turned white and you look aged overnight.

Until that day, I watched your body turn to ashes after you passed away.

I cried.

My heart is being torn apart. The world is gone, heaven and earth are gone, my father, you... are gone.

Looking at your kind, aged face, and gazing into your eyes filled with affection for me.

Over the years, no matter what mistakes I made, you always forgave me.

It was only at that moment that I realized.

It turns out, I've always owed you a promise, and I've always... owed you a single word.

I've waited ninety thousand years to hear these words.

……

The sky in ancient times was blue.

When Qin Chuan opened his eyes, he saw a clear blue sky.

In the sky, cranes danced and auspicious beasts circled.

A cacophony of noise echoed continuously around him.

I saw countless enormous pillars of light shooting into the sky, and the whole world was filled with dazzling colors.

Long streaks of light pierced the sky, and a figure left trace after trace between heaven and earth.

The mountains in the distance are green.

Amidst the vibrant life, Qin Chuan heard a weathered voice echoing throughout the world.

"I preach once every ten thousand years."

This time, I'm going to tell you a legend.

Legend has it that there is a true spirit named Ming.

When it closes its eyes, the world is its dream; when it opens its eyes...

The dream will end, and the world will be a vast expanse of desolation…

The weathered voice gradually faded, as if murmuring in my ear.

It seemed to echo throughout the entire world.

"Time flies like a dream, blurring the lines between reality and illusion, just as there are others in your dreams."

And in other people's worlds, perhaps you are also in their dreams.

Or perhaps, our lives, our entire existence, are an invisible bubble.

I don't know when it shattered, I don't know when I awoke. Whose dreams are you in? Whose dreams are yours...?

This is a difficult puzzle to solve…