3668: C3668 Reprint Road

C3668 Reprint Road

0"Luotian Universe."

Yi Housheng looked into the distance with his foot at the edge of the wall. It was a huge world with no border in sight.

"How many people have fled all these years?" Yi Housheng asked.

The leader thought for a moment, "At the beginning of the rebellion, about a few million people escaped, the exact number is unknown, traces of criminals have appeared in the surrounding universe, and it caused quite a big commotion. The leader thought for a bit," At the beginning of the rebellion, about a few million people escaped, the exact number of people escaped, the exact number is unknown, the traces of criminals have appeared in the surrounding universe.

After all, these criminals all had a very high level of cultivation, and there was no lack of old monsters. Each of them had a very profound mind, and they knew that it was very unlikely that they would be able to survive if they forced their way into the encirclement. The truth was that this was indeed the case, and those criminals who tried to escape were all caught, killed after questioning.

There hadn't been a single fugitive in the last few decades. According to the Ministry of Military Affairs, the rebel army should have realized their situation and was planning a general attack.

According to the current comparison of strength, once the rebel army unleashes their final attack, the worst case scenario would be a net of fish and fish, but the rebel army would definitely lose. The ones that people were truly worried about were the ten living beings within the rebel army, as well as the two old monsters from the Immortal Stage.

Yi Housheng nodded.

The leader was silent for a moment before he asked, "Sir, which pillar do you belong to?"

"I'm not one of the pillars." Yi Housheng said lightly. Then, he disappeared again.

Luotian Universe.

On top of a barren mountain, there were many caves.

In one of the caves, an over thirty feet tall old man with white hair and beard was sitting cross-legged.

Beside him were a few middle-aged men.

"Patriarch."

A young man stepped into the cave.

The old man opened his eyes and looked at him.

"The Resistance Front has already gathered more than half of its forces and is spreading word to every corner of the Luotian Universe, calling for the criminals scattered all over to immediately head towards the location of the army. Within twenty years, we are expected to launch a general assault."

"They can't win." The old man said.

Beside him, a calm middle-aged man said, "Grandfather, of course they can't win, and if the intelligence is correct, the World of Meaning has at least sent out fourteen Dao Lords of the Immortal Stage, as well as many elite experts from all over the place. Once the war begins, forget about other things, just these fourteen Dao Lords, the best outcome would be a fish dying in a net, losing everything, and they would still lose in the end. The other beasts know this, they don't want to win, they only want to die in glory, they only want to disrupt the battle, they only want to strike at the World of Meaning, and the other prisoners also know this, they want to take advantage of the chaos of the war and escape."

Another handsome looking man said, "This is also our opportunity."

"No, it's that simple." "Yes." The old man replied faintly. These people were all criminals, and there were even many Dao Lords in the past who had grasped many secrets. Therefore, this war, for World of Meaning, was not to do everything possible to eliminate the rebels, but to kill those Dao Lords, who they thought were the most dangerous.

I believe that there must be a name list in the World of Meaning Army Headquarters. This name list should be jointly drawn up by Court of Law and Unified Pillar, and the names on the list are the prisoners that the two pillars believe must not be let off, so my name must be on the list.

"You all, go."

The elder looked at the children beside him.

"It will be difficult for you to survive with me. As long as you separate from me, hide your identities, join the offensive army, and take the opportunity to escape in the chaotic battlefield. As long as one person can survive, the bloodline of the clan will not be broken."

The moment he said this, everyone became serious. One of them shouted, "Ancestor!"

"Don't say anything else." The old man waved his hand. "I won't die."

With that, the old man raised a finger and pressed it against his temple.

His finger moved and pulled out many crystal clear threads from his temple.

These threads were casually thrown onto a rock, which immediately turned into a crystal-like substance, with many cloud-like luster.

He handed the stone to a man.

"With World of Meaning now, crazily chased after immortality, rejecting traditions, and showing extreme contempt for ancient imprints, because of contempt, contempt, they would ignore this method. Everyone will record down their own memories and knowledge, and protect each other, and as long as one person can escape, our bloodline will not be cut off, everyone will have a chance to be reborn, and as long as we hide our names, one day, we will once again ascend the stage!"

After the old man finished speaking, everyone understood what he meant.

After the victory of the Road To Immortality, in order to enjoy the fruits of victory, World of Meaning began to vigorously suppress all thoughts related to the path of meaning. The "method of eternal life" as envisaged in the "path of meaning", was imprinted and reborn, and was even more so suppressed to the point of not being able to complete one's body.

Because of his contempt, he would ignore him.

This was also a way to escape.

Under the elder's orders, everyone memorized many parts of the memories and knowledge, and then gave them to the others to preserve. After which, they all quietly put on their clothes and prepared to leave.

Only the old man remained.

He silently looked at his children and grandchildren.

These eight people were the last remaining bloodline of the single family.

"Remember, I can wait." The old man spoke again. Don't be in such a hurry to imprint me. Ten thousand years from now, a hundred thousand years from now, a million years from now, find a good time to imprint me. "Immortality is the power of the physical body, not the power of the spirit. Thus, after I have been reborn, I will lose the power of immortality and become ever so weak. Remember this."

Everyone stood in a row, kowtowed to the old man, kowtowed, then stood up and left, disappearing into the endless yellow sand.

The old man closed his eyes and began to meditate.

He was ready for death.

But not now.

He needed to die after the rebel army launched their main attack, the great army of World of Meaning descended upon them and started to search for the criminals who had hidden themselves.

And then, he decided to let World of Meaning drop the fact that he was already dead.

Time passed bit by bit.

A few hours later, he suddenly woke up.

At the entrance of the cave, a man appeared.

The old man had to expend a great deal of strength before he could clearly see the man's face. Only then did he frown.

He seemed to have seen this man before, but it also seemed that he had never seen him before. He had been imprisoned in the Luotian Universe for too long, and many things were blurred, including his memories.

Finally, his eyes opened wide.

"Yi Family people!"

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