Sword Emperor

0Just as Sun Bing's mind was filled with countless thoughts, an obscure force suddenly descended.    

    

At the same time, he could hear a pleasantly surprised voice.    

    

"The prophet is here."    

    

Hearing this, Sun Bing immediately came back to his senses and looked around with great anticipation.    

    

After all, his main purpose in coming here was to see this legendary figure.    

    

When he raised his head, he met a pair of bright and wise eyes.    

    

Other than that, Sun Bing completely ignored the rest of his appearance and figure.    

    

In his eyes, Sun Bing seemed to have seen the history of the ruins with his own eyes. From the prosperous past to the tragic end of the Immeasurable Cataclysm, to the final despair.    

    

There was no communication at all, but when his eyes met, he had already obtained countless pieces of information.    

    

However, what was most terrifying was that not only did Sun Bing obtain countless pieces of information, he also had an inexplicable feeling that he had been seen through by the other party, causing him to break out in cold sweat.    

    

It was no exaggeration to say that in the long period of time, Sun Bing had met countless experts, but only this person made him the most fearful.    

    

As the saying goes, knowing your enemy and knowing yourself is a hundred victories. If your trump cards were known by others, then you wouldn't be far from death.    

    

And just after meeting him, the threat of this prophet to Sun Bing was even greater than the Heaven Calculating Divine Master he had met at Buzhou Mountain.    

    

Fortunately, the two of them only exchanged a glance before Sun Bing looked elsewhere.    

    

Only then did Sun Bing see the other party's appearance clearly.    

    

Although the Prophet looked like a human, he was actually a person with a spiritual root. His hair and beard were all white, and he wore an extremely simple robe. It was as if he was made of leaves from a spiritual root, and he was filled with an extraordinary aura.    

    

As for his aura, it was very obscure, and it was impossible to see his cultivation level.    

    

In addition, he held an ancient and simple staff in his hand. There was a hint of green on it, making him look like an extremely kind old man. As soon as people saw him, they would have a good impression of him.    

    

When they saw the arrival of the Prophet, every cultivator present, no matter how indifferent they had been before, had a look of respect on their faces.    

    

After all, it was this person who had prophesied the Immeasurable Calamity and announced it.    

    

Just this action alone was enough to make him the benefactor of countless cultivators in the ruins.    

    

It was precisely because of this that after the Immeasurable Calamity, no one had attacked the Prophet.    

    

Even if there were any grudges between the two of them, the Prophet would still be the one to mediate in the end.    

    

All in all, the position of the other party in the ruins was very unique. It could even be described as extraordinary.    

    

Under the escort of everyone, the Prophet slowly arrived at the main seat.    

    

Immediately, Xingyi could be heard asking urgently:    

    

"Prophet, may I ask where the two outsiders have arrived?"    

    

Sun Bing felt a chill behind his back. At the same time, his muscles tensed up, ready to break out of the encirclement at any time.    

    

As for the Prophet, he first took a deep look at Sun Bing, causing his back to be filled with cold sweat.    

    

Then, the Prophet said with a smile on his face:    

    

"It is already my limit to be able to predict that he will definitely pass by here. As long as I wait here, I will definitely encounter those two outsiders."    

    

Although he did not receive a clear answer, the experts present still bowed respectfully.    

    

Looking at the silent crowd in front of him, the Prophet could not help but continue:    

    

"Actually, you and those two outsiders, in essence, have no irreconcilable hatred towards each other. If both sides were to calm down, they might even cooperate."    

    

Hearing this, the crowd did not speak rashly. Instead, they revealed a thoughtful expression.    

    

After all, as the Prophet had said, Sun Bing did not have any conflict of interest with them, nor did he have any hatred towards his father.    

    

As for the rest of the matters, they could discuss it.    

    

Why did they have to stare at Sun Bing and the Great God of Jiuli?    

    

A newborn Chaos was so vast, and the creatures born from it could be said to be endless.    

    

Since Sun Bing and the Great God of Jiuli had the means to come here once, then they could definitely come here a second time, a third time, and so on.    

    

Therefore, they could completely rely on the two of them to find the corresponding living creatures according to their own requirements, so that they could possess them.    

    

This was too violent and a bit too neglecting the original purpose.    

    

Previously, because they were too fanatical, they had overlooked this problem.    

    

Now that they had heard the warning of the Prophet, many people had a hint of regret on their faces.    

    

"Prophet, you only said this news at this moment. It is really too late.    

    

"Right now, we have already fought with the outsiders. Even if we want to make up for it now, it is already too late."    

    

The Prophet revealed a smile on his face.    

    

"As the saying goes, it is not too late to make up for the past mistakes. How could we know what the two outsiders are thinking?    

    

"Maybe they also want to borrow your power now!"    

    

At the end, the Prophet took a deep look at Sun Bing. Although he did not say anything, it was obvious.    

    

After a moment of silence, another person slowly said,    

    

"Prophet, you said that even though we are in ruins, there is still a slim chance of survival.    

    

"But now, countless years have passed, and countless of the Meaning of Dao have fallen or even died. Where is the slim chance of survival?"    

    

At the end, every expert present looked at the Prophet with burning eyes.    

    

Speaking of which, the reason why so many of them were able to maintain a rough order in the ruins was mainly because of the Prophet's words.    

    

However, what made people despair was that after so many years, the hope that the prophet spoke of still had not appeared.    

    

Hearing that, the prophet's expression did not change. His face was still filled with a kind smile, and his eyes glanced at Sun Bing again unnoticeably.    

    

"Don't worry. It's going to be soon. The ruins don't count the time, but according to the time before the Cataclysm, it should be a few hundred years.    

    

"At most, it will be a thousand years, and at the most, it will be a few hundred years. I believe that we will be able to find that ray of hope soon."    

    

After getting this answer, everyone present was filled with excitement.    

    

This was the first time they had gotten a clear answer. As for the mortals, a thousand years might be a long time.    

    

But in the eyes of experts like them, it was just a fleeting moment.    

    

Moreover, hundreds of millions of years had passed. In these thousand years, they only needed to rest for a moment to be reborn.    

    

For a moment, everyone present could not help but stand up and bow respectfully to the prophet.    

    

"Thank you for answering my question."