Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
“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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