"I told you that everything is predestined, because from the beginning, the world was incomplete."

The concept of incompleteness, Yan Wan has clearly recognized that from beginning to end, everything is caused by this incompleteness.

What she wanted to know was why it wasn't complete.

"Do you want to know all this, even if it is a heavy responsibility?" The curled old cat nested on the couch, and his tone carried a feeling that made Yan Wan feel slightly incongruous.

It's like a person who has been burdened for a long time, finally letting go of all calmness and liberation, and no longer having any pressure on his body and mind.

Even if he puts most of the responsibility on her, it doesn't mean that he can completely relax.

But he behaved more like a retired old man than a social animal off work.

But Yan Wan had already focused all his attention on the content of what he said, and didn't pay too much attention to these subtleties.

She bowed her head solemnly, and her gaze was firm: "I think."

As soon as he finished speaking, the environment in the wooden house had changed, and the mist surrounded him.

Yan Wan looked around, she was standing in a vast and boundless sea of clouds, the jade tower rose from the ground in the distance, and a round of bright white jade bridges hung high across the entire sea of clouds.

And until now, the ground was still shaking, and just in a trance, she quickly soared, and the platform with colorful clouds under her feet kept going up.

The solemn and refreshing ethereal sound rose one after another, accompanied by golden light emerging from an unknown place.

She frowned, knowing that all this should have been done by the Great Elder, although she was not overly sensitive, she was also vigilant.

Because all this is too real, not on the scene, in the scene, it is not real at all, it is illusory like an imaginary fairyland, misty, but not real.

But perceptually, the rules here are very reasonable, just like real life, solid and flawless, it has a sense of solidity.

It was this unusualness that made Yan Wan very wary.

"Welcome to Qionghai Heavenly Palace."

A loud voice accompanied by a huge figure slowly appeared under the gate of heaven, and the magnificent and magnificent huge jade archway had the three big characters of the East Gate written on it.

The swaggering figure had a large body and strong limbs, long black hair fluttering in the wind, but its four claws were as white as snow, submerging into the white clouds beneath its feet.

At a glance, this giant beast that slowly walked over was no longer like a cat, and the heroic and extraordinary was more like the strange beast mount of the legendary immortals.

It came on auspicious clouds, and with a vast shadow spread out behind it, even if it was vague, it was enough to know at a glance that they were all people who could not be measured by ordinary eyes.

Its scorching grace was enough to glimpse even such an illusory shadow, and the giant beast before the illusory shadow was like a celestial palace envoy.

"Great Elder......" Yan Wan stared at the giant beast, at this moment, she muttered, even though she already knew his identity, she couldn't help but want to confirm it again.

The majestic Heavenly Palace Envoy stared at her, looking at her with a closer look that had never been seen before, and the golden characters surrounded his eyes, forming a golden circle of light.

It's finally time for this moment.

At this moment, he felt more relaxed than ever, and when he stared at the person in front of him in such a long-lost manner, he could remember the day it all began.

Everything was as clear as yesterday, from every piece of dust to the hair, he could clearly recall.

That day was the same, the Qionghai Heavenly Palace was solemn and silent as it had never been, because all the combat power was concentrated in the four heavenly gates, and they were going to carry out a deed and participate in a big battle.

This will be a great battle that will change the world, everyone is ready to fight, all those who participate in the war have arranged their sects and disciples, and everything else is well prepared.

At that time, his cultivation was weak, and he was just a kitten teased by his master on his knee, so he was naturally left behind.

Quietly crouching in the sea of clouds, the little black cat watched the direction in which those backs left, but no matter how he waited, he couldn't wait for those people anymore.

At first, he actually had other fellow survivors, but he was the only one who was the calmest and most restrained, or cowardly.

Some fellow survivors who tried to find out what happened to the war explored that dangerous battlefield.

The first to explore the battlefield struggled to bring back the fragments of information, only to issue a faint warning: "Don't go there."

Then he swallowed his last breath.

But this can't stop the other survivors from exploring the truth, and those who go to fight are the elite of the elite, who are role models and leaders, and at the same time division commanders and blood relatives.

No one can give up on the search for the truth, and this is the same as those who adore and admire their loved ones.

The companions died one after another, but they also finally deduced a rough outline and the truth of what happened before and after.

It was a cruel truth, and the positive actions of those who were still unwilling to give up at the beginning were all in vain.

He just passively watched the failures again and again, and then at some point, the hard-working companions disappeared, and some of them fell asleep.

When he came back to his senses and looked around, there was only an empty silence, and in the end, he had to take these history and materials to live soberly until this moment.

He was never the best, and he was left behind because of his weak strength in the first place.

He was never the most determined, and he didn't even dare to explore the battlefield after the war.

And faith has been wiped out over the years.

What has made him persist until now is just unwilling.

A breath of unwillingness to swallow made him breathe for a long time, and then, finally, he saw hope.

"Yan Bang, you are the last survivor of mankind and the last survivor of the earth, and you have the luck of the human race and the world that has been destroyed."

"It's just you."

"Saving the world is a task that only you can do."

The Heavenly Palace envoy, who had always stood tall, finally lowered his head: "Here, on behalf of the Heavenly Palace and all the monks, I greet you."

"Are you willing to take on the responsibility of saving this era?"

The sound in my ears became louder and louder, swinging layer after layer, like a flood bell and a big Lu, filling the sea of clouds and resounding throughout the sky.

She had to answer without a doubt.

The black pupils of the human girl were full of determination, more dazzling than any star, like the eternal moon in the night sky.

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