However, the reality did not give me much time to think at all, and at this time, as the earth under my feet became more and more undulating, it was like a dustpan, and it threw me up directly, and quickly fell towards the canyon behind me.

It seems that the annihilation of the secret realm has affected the stability of its internal rules, and although the rules that are so strong that they are unreasonable to suppress the strength of the entrants to the primordial realm are gone, they have also begun to be forbidden.

I just felt like an ordinary stone, falling straight to the bottom of the valley without any means.

Whether it is the free flight of the aura of heaven and earth, or the spatial movement with the help of the source power of the earth and the moon, it cannot have any effect at this moment.

"Just kidding, am I going to be the first immortal in history to fall to my death?"

Actually, I understand that this situation is completely impossible!

With the hardness of my body, I already had the ability to break the sound barrier when I was still in Fort Orient a few years ago, let alone this level of free fall?

"Let's make the storm more violent!" I roared inwardly, this moment in dire need of catharsis and squandering power!

As the primordial source trembled in my body, I felt that my connection with the earth below became more and more intimate, and an incomprehensible surging power flowed rapidly between us, which was the source of the earth.

With the help of this source force, my figure suddenly became blurred, and at a terrifying speed several times the speed of sound, I smashed straight towards the depths of the canyon!

Suddenly, the wind fell like a knife on every part of my body, slashing and slashing!

As for the violent friction between my body and the air, it released a raging heat, wrapping me layer by layer, as if I was going to refine it directly.

But all this is destined to be in vain, and they are no longer able to help me now.

However, only in this way can I exhaust the depression that has accumulated in my heart during this time!

And the canyon is not deep, but it is not shallow, and the original towering mountain-like cliffs are completely flashing in my eyes, and I am left behind.

Boom –

As a huge mushroom cloud rose, I finally hit the bottom, and now I was lying on the shattered earth staring at the sky.

The canyon was even harder than I had imagined, and the force of the impact did not cause it to collapse, and it was only smashed out of a human-shaped crater.

At this time, in addition to the billowing dust wrapped in the furious energy in the mushroom cloud, countless rockfalls fell, and dense spatial cracks flashed one after another.

It turns out that the collapse of the secret realm has spread here, and at this life-and-death juncture, I still have the leisure to lie here and watch all this like an outsider!

"How do I leave?" I didn't think about it, and now I don't want to think about anything, I just want to lie quietly like this.

The rapid fall just now did not make the depression in my body be well vented, and even the body didn't feel much pain from that level of impact, which made people speechless.

Although I was reluctant to move, everything around me was changing drastically, and the collapse of the secret realm was in its final stages.

As far as the eye can see, space is like a shattered mirror, spliced together by fragments.

The dense spatial cracks are denser than spider webs, like eyes without pupils, which are so deep that people feel frightened from the bottom of their hearts.

Suddenly, I felt the earth loosen beneath me, and it seemed that the ubiquitous spatial rift had spread here, affecting the stability of the ground beneath me, and my body began to fall freely again without warning.

I just don't know if I'll slide into the depths of the earth this time, or if I'll be banished into the turbulence of space.

If it's the latter, maybe it's okay, the kind of wandering that goes with the flow is enough for me to vent freely.

And I, who has multiple immortal treasure protectors, are not worried about my safety.

Even if you really encounter the unbearable spatial turbulence, isn't there still an artifact like the White Tiger Boots that can be used?

At this moment, I don't want to make any choices, I just want to go with the flow, follow the arrangement of fate thoroughly, and see what kind of other shore it will send me.

Just as I thought of fate, a past unexpectedly came to my mind......

It was a trivial thing that happened in the real world when I was in school.

At that time, I don't know why, I suddenly talked about my fate with a classmate who was playing well.

In my opinion, everything that people experience in their life has actually been arranged in the dark from the moment you are born, and life is just an interpretation according to this written script.

It's just that no one has seen this script under the sky, and we won't know about anything until it happens.

He thinks that this is not the case, that fate is life, that it is fate to live well, that life is not destined, everything can be created, and everything can be rewritten.

So I asked him, how do you know that the dispute between the two of us about fate at this moment is not also fate?

It is destined that we will debate all this at this moment, but in fact, we are all struggling in the cage of fate!

Whether it is hard work, indulgence, hard work, or depravity, it is all arranged in the dark, and it will not change into nothingness because of your doubts, because even your doubts are destined to happen.

In the end, neither of us could convince anyone, so we looked at each other and smiled.

Although this incident was only a small incident in the period of youth and ignorance, it affected my whole life, and I didn't expect that I would think so deeply about the nature of fate at such a young age!

What I didn't expect was that this kind of thinking about fate would extend to my dreams and spread to my rare journey of cultivating immortals.

Looking back, from the moment I started to practice, I began to constantly set the goal of breaking the cage of fate, shouting to step on the top of the immortal path, and then completely control my own life, is it also related to this?

It has become an obsession, a deep reflection that is completely integrated into the subconscious!

Because it is an obsession, my thoughts and goals occasionally go back and forth, sometimes thinking that I must be in complete control of my destiny, and sometimes I feel powerless, thinking that everything is predestined.

Life is like a fish, and fate is the river you live in, the two have long been integrated, how to break it?

Perhaps, the wisest thing to do is to live well and not think about it!

Let us take back the perspective from those big and empty goals, put it on the bits and pieces of life, live seriously, and pursue beauty, which may not be a kind of great wisdom that returns to the basics.

The Legend of Cultivating Immortals in Dreams