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0In a lonely and desolate world, Zhao Quan walked alone as a traveler. He had long gotten used to this identity.    

    

The young man did not answer. He just quietly looked at Zhao Quan. There was no expression on his face, and he could not even see his face clearly. There was a dense layer of mist covering his face.    

    

The young man who appeared out of nowhere beside him made Zhao Quan feel a strong sense of danger. However, what surprised him was that at the same time, he also felt an incomparable sense of familiarity from this young man. This feeling of intimacy seemed to be related to his bloodline.    

    

"You are too weak. I should have killed you, but now you, killing you makes me feel humiliated."    

    

There was no arrogance in his tone, nor was there any arrogance in his tone.    

    

The cold-looking youth only spoke with a calm tone, stating a fact that he had firmly believed in.    

    

"What exactly do you want to say when you appear in front of me?" Zhao Quan asked.    

    

The cold-looking young man looked at the horizon. His eyes sparkled, "Although I'm ashamed to be with you, I still want to tell you that we don't have much time left."    

    

"What do you mean? What relationship do you have with me? And why do we not have much time left? " What exactly is going on? " Zhao Quan continued to ask.    

    

"There are twelve hours left before the Shanggu Town completely disappears. You should cherish it." The cold-looking young man didn't say anything else and continued to retreat. His emotionless voice drifted from the wind, "My name is Zhao Quan. The next time we meet, I will kill you."    

    

In the wilderness, there was a gust of wind that blew past his face. It brushed away the dense fog on this self-proclaimed Zhao Quan's face, revealing his appearance.    

    

When he saw this appearance, Zhao Quan was instantly shocked, because it was exactly the same as his.    

    

The name was the same, even the appearance was the same. What exactly was going on?!    

    

Zhao Quan was puzzled, and asked loudly. He felt that he wouldn't come to this world for no reason, there might not be any other reason.    

    

Right at this moment, the retreating 'Zhao Quan' finally responded, "The Immortal is just like you, it's still alive. It has always been alive. From the ancient times until now, I am the you of the last great era, you are the current you, just like this."    

    

As soon as the voice drifted into his ears, 'Zhao Quan' had completely disappeared. Zhao Quan was left standing on the spot with a blank expression on his face.    

    

He had heard of the Great World before. He had lived three lives for a Great World. In other words, he had lived for a very long time. He had lived longer than Cao Guosheng and Zhao Zhenfa, even longer than the Immortal and himself.    

    

However, he was still alive in the last great world. So, what did he count as?    

    

He couldn't figure it out. Perhaps, it was the soul of the deceased who reminded him of the so-called 'kill me'. It's just a kind of disappointment? Zhao Quan still had a lot of questions to ask. Some were about him, some about the immortals, and some about the virtual world in front of him.    

    

However, the cold-looking young man had already begun to walk away. Although he wasn't in a hurry, with every step he took, his lonely figure would move hundreds of meters away. In just a few breaths of time, he had completely disappeared into the boundless wilderness, as if he had vanished in an instant.    

    

"Earlier, he said that the next time we meet, can we meet again?"    

    

Zhao Quan really could not understand this point, but now that they had already left, he obviously could not catch up to them, so he could not answer his questions.    

    

However, there was one thing that Zhao Quan was quite clear about. If the Immortal wasn't dead, he would be in big trouble.    

    

The Immortal would certainly find trouble with him. Of course, he would also find trouble with the Immortal. As for the sequence, it would depend on who recovered first.    

    

Although Zhao Quan had been trying his best to recover his cultivation base, it seemed like his speed was still too slow. He had to be even faster.    

    

However, he didn't have any better way to recover his cultivation base at the moment.    

    

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The scorching sun hung in the sky, its radiance illuminating the earth.    

    

The moist soil that looked like a Buddha plow gradually dried up. The thick smell of soil filled the air, and when one sniffed it, one would unconsciously have a good mood. Only, in this boundless desolate land, Zhao Quan really found it hard to maintain his calm.    

    

There were too many mysteries that seemed to have been kneaded into a mess, without any clues at all. He walked aimlessly on this desolate land.    

    

"Little Stone, you've lived for tens of thousands of years. Don't tell me you don't have any memories left?"    

    

Zhao Quan was hoping to obtain something from the little stone, even if it was just a piece of broken news.