Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
“What do you mean?” Gu Hai’s expression changed.
“We did not change history. Perhaps this was how history went.” Old Mister Guan Qi smiled bitterly.
As Old Mister Guan Qi spoke, he waved his hand. Then, seven-colored light flowed out of the chaotic spacetime. When the light appeared, the door to the chaotic spacetime slowly shrank.
Old Mister Guan Qi sat at that door, using his body to keep it open.
“Go back, then. Go back. Take it as I staged a farce. Hah! Hah! Hahahahaha!” Old Mister Guan Qi guffawed bleakly.
Then, he flung out his sleeve.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Wisps of time-attributed energy turned into beams of seven-colored light rushing to various places in the Divine Continent.
Old Mister Guan Qi used most of the time-attributed energy to manifest a seven-colored screen—a seven-colored door, a door of time connecting to eight hundred thousand years in the future.
“Let’s go. Everything will be restored to how it was. This should be how it was.” Old Mister Guan Qi waved his hand.
Whoosh!
Beams of light soared up from the Divine Continent, each containing a person.
The light pulled over Mo Yike, Long Aotian, and the various sovereigns and sect masters from eight hundred thousand years in the future.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
All of them entered the door of time.
The light enveloped everyone from the future, including Gu Hai’s group. However, this group stopped itself from entering.
“If we leave, will Six Paths know we did this after he becomes the immortal?” Gu Hai frowned.
“He won’t know. His memories are damaged. He should not be able to remember what happened earlier. He was just acting on his obsession, focusing on the Immortal Origin and viewing everyone with enmity. Furthermore, you would have left. Who else knows that you come from eight hundred thousand years in the future?” Old Mister Guan Qi shook his head.
“Right now, our portraits are all over the world,” the Scarlet Emperor called out.
“Portraits? What portraits are those?” Old Mister Guan Qi looked at the Scarlet Emperor.
“Back
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