Chapter 331 Farewell to Immortal Ancient

“You… did you see? Saying goodbye now means we might never meet again. The cruelty of the Immortal Ancient Era is already set. You must be prepared…”

The Life Fairy, with only half her body remaining, spoke with difficulty. Her eyes were blind, and her beautiful face was stained with blood, pale and weak.

The next moment, after speaking a few weak words, she looked at him, then finally collapsed, her life extinguished.

“No!”

Lin Fan’s eyes were bloodshot, hot tears welling up. He wanted to change it, but all that was left was a powerless roar.

“Boom!”

Just then, a verdant Dao seed flew out from the Life Fairy’s body, piercing through the Void Realm.

“Seed of Life!” Lin Fan was shocked, recognizing what that light cluster was.

“Is that the Legacy and hope you wish to leave behind?”

He murmured, remembering that this Dao seed was eventually obtained by the Chang Sheng Family in later generations and integrated by a woman named Lü.

However, her fate was not good; she died at the hands of an exotic royal family, and the Seed of Life was also taken away.

“Don’t worry, this time I won’t let it fall into another realm,” Lin Fan swore.

Next, he was like a passerby, watching the great battle here, one heroic figure after another charging forward… and falling…

At the same time, blood rain poured down, as if the heavens were weeping, staining the mountains and rivers red.

“Dreaming back to the Immortal Ancient Era, reflecting on the past, conversing here. They are ultimately unwilling to end this way and want to tell future generations a thing or two…”

Lin Fan realized that this was the purpose of bringing them here: to witness and to prepare, for the beacon fires would soon ignite again.

Wu Zhong and the Six Paths Reincarnation Immortal King of yesteryear used great magical power to pierce through all Dao and intercept a segment of the river of time to see the future, and this was why.

It must be said that the magical power of these few giants was unparalleled in ancient and modern times, and their Dao cultivation was unimaginable. Creating such a space for future generations to witness was truly remarkable.

Unfortunately, even an Immortal King has times when their strength is exhausted. They could not withstand the group attacks and ultimately met their end.

“Pfft!”

Suddenly, Qing Yue Xianzi was struck by a golden spear, which pierced her heart. Even her green armor could not defend against it, and she fell backward to the ground.

Lin Fan was greatly anxious. Although this Senior Sister liked to peek into his thoughts and was a bit annoying, she was still very good to him. Had she just met with disaster like this?

“Senior Sister, quickly pull yourself together! You’re so dignified and sacred, lying on the ground isn’t ladylike or beautiful…”

Lin Fan ran over, shouting, his eyes red, his fists clenched, wanting to go mad but utterly powerless.

Qing Yue Xianzi coughed up blood foam, looking desolate and powerless, but upon hearing this, she still couldn’t help but roll her eyes, displaying a unique charm.

She was speechless. This was a battle of life and death; who had time to worry about their image? This Junior Brother really didn’t know how to speak.

Lin Fan looked awkward, but the sadness and indignation on his face were uncontrollable, because the spear was destroying Qing Yue’s vitality, and there was no one around to rescue her.

“Only by living is there hope. Do not… go to war too early, and do not embark on that path,” Qing Yue Xianzi admonished him with a sense of desolation.

In the distance, on the Immortal King battlefield, the Wu Shi Bell was even more dim and damaged, and the reconstructed Reincarnation Disk had shattered again.

All of this foreshadowed the demise of the Immortal Ancient Era, beyond salvation.

Qing Yue Xianzi’s beautiful eyes blinked, clearly smiling, yet with a hint of desolation, saying, “Farewell, Junior Brother. We shall meet again in the next epoch, even if you don’t believe in Reincarnation.”

“No…” Lin Fan roared, reaching out to grasp her, but his hand passed right through, as if he were an outsider.

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as her life force was extinguished, and her delicate body spontaneously combusted into a fierce flame, leaving no corpse behind.

At this moment, Lin Fan could no longer hold back the hot tears in his eyes; they rolled down, filled with sorrow and despair.

“Chii!”

The next moment, where Qing Yue Xianzi had died, a cluster of verdant Qing Yue Flame emerged, like a green full moon, dazzling and captivating.

In a trance, within that flame, he saw a woman smiling at him, it was Qing Yue Xianzi.

“Qing Yue Flame!” Lin Fan was surprised, never expecting it to originate this way, and his heart was shaken.

At the same time, he felt an endless sorrow, watching the familiar faces he had known for a few months fall one by one, feeling incredibly distressed.

Even though he was not a person of this generation, and even though he already knew everything, he still couldn’t stop the bitterness in his heart.

Because he had once met them, known them, and conversed with them, integrating himself among them. Their demise was like his own friends dying in battle.

Originally, everything here was peaceful and the atmosphere joyful, but in an instant, it became a land of death, bidding farewell and concluding in such a manner.

Lin Fan was heartbroken, his gaze sharp, staring at the bloody battlefield. It was too tragic. He wanted to change it, and Battle Intent surged within his body.

“If I don’t die in the years to come, and become strong enough to transcend, and still remember this period of time, I will be with you all,” he roared to the sky.

Although separated by eons, it was as if he had lost a part of his soul, buried in the Immortal Ancient Era, interred with them.

This was a hope, and also a vow: he would break through the Reincarnation of epochs to become an Emperor, to prove eternity!

“I don’t believe in Reincarnation and resurrection, so I will leave a part of my heart and soul here, to be with you all, to guard the Immortal Ancient Era, hoping that one day we can meet again,” Lin Fan murmured, looking at the blood-red world, as familiar people passed away, tears welling up and streaming down his cheeks.

…

A gentle breeze blew, and the Purple Bamboo swayed, rustling, yet it felt very cold.

The South Sea Purple Bamboo Forest was gone, replaced by ruins, dilapidated walls, charred soil, permeated with the aura of time.

Lin Fan stood there, with only Qing Yang Heavenly God beside him; everyone else was gone, or rather, had long been annihilated.

As for his little Junior Brother Shi Hao, he had also returned to his own timeline. Currently, he was not in the Upper Realm and had not yet left the novice village.

“I actually cried. Since I gained memories in this life, it has rarely happened…”

Lin Fan murmured, wiping the tears from his face. The last time was in the Swallowing Heaven Secret Realm, at a lonely grave.

At this moment, although the bamboo forest remained, the azure sea had long dried up, and everyone had perished. Even the immortal mansion of yesteryear was now just ordinary Purple Bamboo.

Moreover, they were not thick, nor did they have dense Spiritual Qi coiling around them, or auspicious energy steaming, no longer the scene of the past.

Lin Fan stood there, motionless for a long time, his expression blank, as if he was sighing, and also as if he was mourning.

“Here!”

It was then that Qing Yang Heavenly God patted his shoulder and handed him a jade pot, exuding a rich aroma of wine.

However, Lin Fan did not drink it himself. Instead, he poured the wine onto the ground with a splash, performing a final tribute.

“Dreaming back to the Immortal Ancient Era, both illusory and real…” Lin Fan murmured, a mix of dejection, sorrow, and bleakness.

Then, he suddenly raised his head. The path still lay ahead. The only thing he could do now was to become stronger and prevent history from repeating itself.

“Let’s go. The future is long. The revenge for your past, the destruction of the Immortal Ancient Era, in this life, only with the blood of our enemies can we honor your heroic souls!” Lin Fan said.

Next, he and Qing Yang Heavenly God turned and strode away, continuing their journey, with half of the Reincarnation Disk also with them.

However, halfway there, he stopped again, slapped his forehead, and said in annoyance, “Damn it, I forgot to ask little Shi Hao if he got the Turbulence Suppression Art!”