Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Quest

Zhou Ming smiled happily, but didn't ask again if the girl in front of him was a ghost.

Because, this is already a clear thing, and the girl in front of her is the underworld. So he asked happily,

"Hades, have you managed to break through? Have you reached the tenth star?"

Ming nodded, although compared with the usual appearance of a big sister, the current appearance of Ming is very consistent with Zhou Ming, they are all teenagers and girls who have not yet grown.

But in Zhou Ming's eyes, the Ming is still familiar, and the green face, under the unique breath and brilliance of the Ming, has no sense of existence at all.

There is no special reason for this, just because what exists in the living underworld at this moment is the mortal body that is the orthodox.

And what Panguzi showed and saw and heard was the truth of their existence.

Therefore, even if she is really the most beautiful girl in the wilderness, after only one body is left, she is no different from the mountains and rocks.

Therefore, at this time, on the other side, Canghai looked at the dislike that the jade cup was too small, picked up a long-necked jade pot and poured it into his mouth angrily, looking sluggish.

"I've already broken through, let's go back specifically, Canghai is still waiting. ”

Listening to Ming's very reassuring familiar voice, the excitement in Zhou Ming's heart began to slowly calm down, so he nodded, and then asked,

"Okay, Ming, how do you go back now?"

"Have you forgotten the black and white space you went in before? Follow me!" After speaking, he paused, and then raised the hand that was grabbed by Zhou Ming and did not let go,

"But until then......"

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Ming's words were only half said, but Zhou Ming could naturally understand the meaning. But understanding is understanding, and whether to do it or not is another matter.

Not embarrassed at all, Zhou Ming didn't let go of his hand, just smiled, and then slid his hand down from where he held Ming's wrist at the beginning, grabbed Ming's palm, and then urged,

"Let's go, Ming, don't let Canghai wait too long. ”

Ming was slightly stunned, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he also took Zhou Ming's hand, took a slight step forward, and said,

"Let's go, then. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Ming and Ming turned into Dao streamers, gradually submerged into the void, and soon disappeared into this sea of thunder.

In a world where only black and white and light and dark are different, suddenly, a group of streamers that are incompatible with this space appear.

That's the abundance of colors that can't be seen in this minimalist world.

As a result, an inexplicable reaction appeared, and then gradually wound towards this group of streamers.

It's just that not long after he came in, he felt that there was a breath entwining around him.

There is no malice in this breath, and its effect will only make the existence that intrudes into this space continue to increase at the speed at which it has just entered this space, until it leaves by itself after reaching its destination, or it can no longer bear to be expelled from it.

However, I think neither of them is good!

The thought moved slightly, and the darkness was slightly released, and his qi was no longer visible.

Suddenly, a charm of self-isolation spread, and then, this sharp edge quickly disappeared, turning into a seemingly boundless black night.

Under the perfection qi of the tenth star level of the underworld, that aura quickly disappeared, as if it recognized the qualification of the underworld to enter here, but it no longer interfered.

Therefore, this group of streamers is moving forward at a steady speed.

Although from other perspectives, the Ming who was pulling Zhou Ming forward couldn't be distinguished in this space at all, it was just a group of streamers.

But in the eyes of the underworld, he and Mingyue still maintain human form, but unlike the awake self, Mingyue, who was brought into this space by herself, has instinctively fallen into a deep sleep.

Looking at Mingyue who was sleeping quietly, for some reason, he felt a little strange, as if he had forgotten something, but he felt that his heart seemed to be a little empty.

After thinking slightly, Ming stopped, then pulled Mingyue over and took Mingyue in his arms. After feeling it carefully, he shook his head.

Then he thought about it, moved his figure up a little, and then, bent down, and hugged Mingyue again.

And this time, he was shocked, and a sense of familiarity rose from the bottom of his heart, faint, as if it would dissipate at any time.

However, now that the clue has been caught, how can the underworld let the clue be broken?

Between the opening and closing of his eyes, a pair of eyes had completely turned into a golden yellow, and then, the vision of the underworld suddenly expanded.

With that little familiarity as the center, one possibility after another is derived, just like a seed sprouting into a tree, countless possibilities are constantly spreading, and the underworld is high in the sky, incorporating all possibilities into the heart.

Then, in the midst of the myriad possibilities, a faint fluctuation joined together, and a murmur rang out in the heart of the underworld.

"You....... ,........ Dark. ”

I can't hear clearly, no matter how hard I try, I still can't hear clearly, what is being said in that murmur.

It's just that when that murmur sounded, a wave of regret swelled up in the heart of the underworld,

"Am I still not done?"

In his heart, such a thought suddenly appeared, which made Ming slightly stunned.

And this stunned, suddenly, all the possibilities derived from it, suddenly like a sudden large-scale power outage in the bustling night market, darkened one by one, and then, all collapsed and disappeared.

Still holding the bright moon posture, Shen stretched out his left hand.

I saw a small patch of misty light on my left hand, and then, twenty-one small points of light emerged from the misty light, and suddenly disappeared after a slight slump.

"Is that the end of it?"

He sighed, listened to the message left in his palm, and gave up his pursuit.

I don't know what those future great supernatural beings are going to do now, but,

"Twenty-one star-level Panguzi, I really can't imagine what kind of existence it will be. ”

Holding Mingyue's hand, the underworld turned into a streamer and set off again.

Although for those beings who can already cross time and space in the future, the place where they are now is just a constant past.

However, for Hades, it is different.

The present is the present, and the future after the present is not fixed, it has infinite possibilities.

This point was fully understood after the Immortal broke through to the tenth star.

The world exists with this, but only with this, and does not change because of anyone or anything.

And there is only one fundamental reason for this, because people and things are born from the world.

Of course, he couldn't figure out that since he was sure that this point of his present self was real, why didn't those beings who could transcend time and space in the future exert influence on the present?

[However, as Mingyue said, these are meaningless thoughts. 】

After a while, in the process of advancing, Ming suddenly smiled slightly, but he erased all the memories and traces that remained in his heart that did not belong to the present.

[The meaning of my existence is here. 】

Light appeared in front of his eyes, and the streamer in the black and white space began to fade away.

In the Floating Cloud Pavilion, a streamer appeared slowly, and in a flying gathering, two figures gradually became clear, and then opened their eyes,

[My world, here.] 】