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He looked at the empty starry sky, there was no light in his eyes, he was distracted, and his eyes were full of confusion.

It wasn't until in that Divine Palace, after his idol was completely condensed, that he felt that his mana was already boundless, and he felt that his longevity was endless.

He is a true immortal, with the recognition of countless starry skies.

But the mana is boundless, the longevity is endless, for him, there is no longer the slightest effect, there is no loved one by his side, there is no love by the pillow, his brother, his apprentice, the face he remembers, all gone.

"In the entire starry sky, am I the only one left..."

His voice was not loud, but the starry sky was extremely quiet now, and the small sound was constantly echoing, over and over again.

He walked slowly in the starry sky, towards the darkness, where he wanted to sleep, for a long, long time.

He is like a flower blooming in the desert, no one to admire, no one to pass by, and no one to pluck it, so it can only bloom alone and fall leaves alone.

He hoped that in the endless desert, there would be a person who would come and admire him, praise him, and then pluck it, even if he lived a short time.

He went to the dark because he couldn't accept this reality, from beginning to end, he was tired of practicing, and he was tired of fighting and killing, what he wanted was very simple, but for him, it was a luxury.

A mortal word, he has been yearning for many years, but he has never been able to do it, he just wants to hold the hand he loves, just like this, in the ordinary, slowly to the white head.

For him, what's the use of becoming an immortal, he still can't hide the pain in his heart.

"You're all gone, let me accompany you..."

Mu Hao gradually closed his eyes in the depths of the starry sky, and his heart was completely dead at this moment, but at this moment, in the starry sky, a person came, and that person was Xiuya.

Mu Hao looked at him, he was an old man, but he was a chess piece, Mu Hao didn't speak, he raised his hand in silence, and the endless mana condensed, erasing the power of heaven on the cliff repair.

"Thank you, Emperor Mu..."

Na Xiuya was excited at the moment, but after he felt that there was a death intent in Mu Hao's body, he wanted to speak, but he didn't want to speak, after all, Mu Hao's identity was different now.

"Say whatever you want..."

Mu Hao looked at him with a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

"Emperor Mu, I am just a chess piece in the hands of the Jade Emperor, and now I have borrowed your hand to get rid of the heavenly chessboard, such a great grace, it is unforgettable..."

"I once saw the Jade Emperor with my own eyes, with a wisp of remnant soul, looking for traces in the years, resurrected that person, and now the cultivation of Emperor Mu and Jade Emperor is the same, I think, you can too..."

His words made Mu Hao breathe quickly here, a wisp of soul can resurrect a person, and the former black-robed man also said the same, and a glint appeared in his eyes.

He remembered that in his hand, there was still a wisp of Mu Shan's remnant soul, this wisp of remnant soul, he hid deep in the Dao platform, when he raised his hand, the wisp of soul appeared in his hand, and his purpose of becoming an immortal was also to resurrect Mu Shan.

Seeing this, Na Xiuya bowed to Mu Hao and left here, Mu Hao didn't care where he went, his gaze always fell on the palm of his hand, the wisp of remnant soul that was almost about to dissipate.

He raised his hand, the mana wrapped the remnant soul, and in the years, extracting the trajectory of this Mu Shan, in front of him, a figure gradually appeared, a shadow, standing in front of Mu Hao.

She is Mu Shan, but after opening her eyes, she looked at Mu Hao and was very confused, but she instinctively was kind to Mu Hao and smiled at Mu Hao.

This smile messed up Mu Hao's heart.

"A wisp of remnant soul can be resurrected, but without memory, she is not complete..."

"However, if I can find her other remnants, she will be Mu Shan..."

At this moment, Mu Hao seemed to see hope, even if this hope was very slim, but at least, he had a direction, a direction to resurrect his loved ones.

"Guwu Starry Sky, without complete reincarnation, I will create reincarnation"

He raised his hand, and the Heaven Sealing Pen appeared in his hand, and then, facing forward, he slammed out three strokes, each of which fell with unimaginable power.

"One stroke, Charm Senluo..."

"One stroke, all kinds of ghosts..."

"One stroke, eternal burial of Yama..."

These three strokes fall and are connected into a circle, this circle, you can't see the beginning, you can't see the end, like a reincarnation.

Only this time the three forms of burial heaven were cast, and there was not a single soul between heaven and earth, and the appearance of the Yama Continent, with Mu Hao's means, condensed the originally illusory spell into a substance, which was the real continent.

The current appearance of the Yama Continent is the ancient martial arts in Mu Hao's memory, just floating in this starry sky, unless Mu Hao falls, this continent will collapse.

On the Guwu Continent, there is now a real starry sky, but there is no such figure as it was at the beginning, and there is no anger at all.

"I'm going to make it lively again, definitely..."

"Even if I, Mu Hao, have found one starry sky after another, reversed the years of the heavens, and stepped through the reincarnation of ten thousand paths, I will find you..."

He raised his hand at this moment and grabbed it downward, and under this grasp, a light sank into his hand, which was...... God list.

"When I return it to Kyushu, I'll go to you..."

He took the god list, only walked nine steps, and walked out of the ancient martial starry sky, and after that, he came to the starry sky that had appeared in his mind towards the place where the divine consciousness of the three emperors and five emperors starry sky was extremely willing to point.

This starry sky is much more majestic than the ancient martial starry sky, in this starry sky, there is a door, which eternally suppresses everything in this starry sky, this is a fairy gate.

On the immortal gate, there were three vague words, Mu Hao in the past didn't recognize this ancient word, but at this moment, there was a ray of deduction in his eyes, until the light dimmed, he looked at the door and muttered.

"Nantianmen..."

He stretched out his hand to open the door, but at this moment his brows furrowed, and gradually retracted his hand, he felt an extreme loneliness on this Nantian Gate, this loneliness, as if there was once a person, here, guarded for a long, long time.

Mu Hao's body, with the power of the years exploded, everything in his eyes, at this moment, began to reverse, until after the endless years, he saw this Nantian Gate, sitting in front of a figure, this figure is a demon cultivator, holding a golden iron rod, his eyes are full of loneliness, and there is a rebelliousness buried deep in his eyes, daring to be domineering with Tianqi, this is a figure holding a stick to guard Nantian.

The years are still going backwards, but the picture is blurry, as if there is a pair of big hands, erasing everything in the past of this Nantianmen.

"The old man on the chessboard, is he called the Jade Emperor, on this Nantian Gate, there is the breath of heaven, but why is he scattering the heavens..."

"There is his Heavenly Opportunity Dao on this South Heavenly Gate, and I can't break it forcibly, so I can only come out of Kyushu Zhixiu by myself..."

"This list of gods in Kyushu, I promised that if I became an immortal, I would definitely return it..."

Mu Hao muttered, and then, galloped towards the Kyushu Continent below the South Heavenly Gate, and stepped into it with a bang, after a long time, when Mu Hao walked out of the Kyushu Continent, he took a deep look at the majestic continent, and then sighed.

"I hope you can get out..."

In his hand, there was no god list, he looked at Mu Shan beside him, smiled slightly, and then walked towards the starry sky.

He took Mu Shan and began to search in this starry sky.

Time flies, it is a hundred years, in these hundred years, Mu Hao has been looking for it, but he has found nothing, not even a wisp of remnant soul, he has not felt it.

But he is an immortal, longevity is endless, he has time to find, but this road of searching, extremely lonely, in this loneliness, Na Mu Shan did not have a complete soul after all, and in the end, he turned into a wisp of remnant soul and was carefully collected by him.

When five hundred years have passed, he still hasn't found a wisp of soul, the Lord of the Vast Expanse banished all the remnant souls to the starry sky one by one, wanting Mu Hao, to replace him, forever lonely, he did it.

Today's Mu Hao is already in a cloak, and in his silence, he can only keep looking for it, until the years, a thousand years away from him walking out of the ancient martial arts starry sky.

On this day, he opened his eyes suddenly, and in the starry sky where he was, there was a star, and within the star, there was a very faint breath, and this breath carried a sense of familiarity, and he stepped into the star.

In this star, there are almost no monks, and in front of a courtyard, there is an old tree, and Mu Hao came to this tree with excitement.

There was a green leaf on the tree, which was supposed to fall in autumn, but at this moment, it slowly floated down, and then, it fell on Mu Hao's shoulder, Mu Hao picked up the leaf, and there was a wisp of reincarnation in this leaf.

It was a wisp of remnant soul of the Ninth Reincarnation Body, and he took back that remnant soul, and for the first time in a thousand years, he was so excited, and the dim light in his eyes became bright again.

"Brother..."

His voice was extremely hoarse, and he laughed, but for thousands of years, he had not spoken, and seemed to have forgotten how to laugh, and his smile was ugly, but very serious.

In this vast starry sky, he chose such a path, a path to find forever, even if this universe is bleak, he will still find it, and then take it to the ancient martial starry sky and bring them home.

Another thousand years have passed, and in these two thousand years, Mu Hao has found three wisps of remnant souls, one of which is Xiao Yi's, in a ruin in the starry sky.

Time keeps passing, and his appearance is still the same, but it looks haggard, and that is his heart, very tired.

In the middle of the sea, there was a sea dragon, chasing a crocodile, but just when the sea dragon was about to devour the crocodile, a white-haired figure walked out, and the appearance of that figure, the sea dragon just glanced at it, as if it was going to disperse between heaven and earth, and there was a deep fear in his eyes.

The same is true of the crocodile, the white-haired man who came to the sea dragon, took the only colorful scales from the dragon's body, and then disappeared.

Mu Hao in the void looked at the scales in his hand and shed tears, among the scales, there were traces of time, that is...... Yin Ting, tears fell on the scales, glowing with colorful light.

Time continues to pass, in the blink of an eye, it has been five thousand years since Mu Hao walked out of the ancient martial arts starry sky, and in these five thousand years, he has found thirteen wisps of remnant souls, and in the vast starry sky, he is still slowly looking for it.

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