In the illusion, Xiao Yan experienced a completely different life. Xiao Yan understood what wasted time and had never felt the age. Young and middle-aged people and then old age, a mountain, a tree or even a flower will also see differently due to different ages.

Xiao Yan truly felt the separation of life and death. Although the separation was painful, Xiao Yan also understood that this was the charm of life.

Back to the original illusion, there was still a tombstone in front of Xiao Yan, which was still a tombstone that he could not accept, but at this time Xiao Yan moved his pace and walked towards the tombstone.

When he arrived at the first tombstone, his father's name was engraved. Xiao Zhan looked at the tombstone and Xiao Yan slowly knelt down, raised his fingers, and touched the name on the tombstone.

"Dad... I'm sorry..." Xiao Yan murmured. This apology was actually for him to hear, but it was also a sentence Xiao Yan really wanted to say to his father.

Family affection is nothing more than companionship... Xiao Yan pursued strength throughout his life, and seemed to have forgotten too much and failed too much. Xiao Yan could imagine his father's proud appearance when he talked about him, but when it was late at night, his father would definitely think of Xiao Yan when he was a child, because only then did he seem to be needed.

What is sad is not the growth of children, what is sad is that Zhang Da’s children spread their wings and fly high, and the road ahead has been moving forward. I thought that after growing up, they were protected. When they looked back, their figures were already old, and in the end they were only memories and regrets.

Xiao Yan looked up and saw that they were all the most important names in his life, and they were the names engraved in his soul.

"Master... what do you mean is to let me learn to relieve myself?" Xiao Yan lowered his head, his hair was drooping, his eyes were empty, and he was wondering what he was thinking about.

Gu Zhongsheng's figure slowly stood beside Xiao Yan. His eyes looked forward and showed a faint smile.

"Are you relieved now?" Gu Zhongsheng asked.

"Do you see that I am relieved now?" Xiao Yan smiled bitterly, knelt down on the ground, tears rolling in his eyes.

"It doesn't look like it." Gu Zhongsheng smiled.

"I can't understand the mystery of Zichen Xu Ling Jue, sorry!" Xiao Yan stood up, tears, and waved his hand violently. The powerful soul power swept out, as if he was about to leave this illusion, Xiao Yan didn't want to recall it.

Even though Xiao Yan experienced a hundred years of return to the world in the illusion, this is the human emotions and six desires. Even so, Xiao Yan still has no way to let go. Time will not heal the wound, and time will only make people get used to the pain coming from the wound.

Habits are not healing, so Xiao Yan cannot relieve the scars in his heart. Even though he knows that his own way may go astray due to changes in his mood, even so, Xiao Yan's real purpose of becoming stronger is still to protect him.

This is Xiao Yan’s way...guarding!

Xiao Yan waved his sleeves and the tombstone dispersed, and the world collapsed. Only Gu Sheng was still standing beside Xiao Yan.

"I have seen it for nine generations. The first generation has an invincible name. I fight all the heroes alone. The second generation is good at calculating and planning. The third generation is extremely timid, cautious in everything, and seek safety in everything. The fourth generation, with a cheerful personality and honest person, and calm behavior... The ninth generation, that is, you... can only protect..."

"Everyone has a purpose in life, for money, for strength, for women... for all self-conceptions, I think nothing matters. I just ask me to do it, and the world has nothing to do with me."

"I know this is selfish, but I can't even guarantee my little love. How can I go to Fuze the world? I can't do it. I'm not a saint. If I can't complete this road, I think I will cut off my previous relationship without hesitation and become the Supreme Lord... Being the number one in the Three Thousand Worlds is not something I need." Xiao Yan murmured, his voice trembling a little, but this was his buried voice. This time he bravely said it out.

Gu Zhongsheng was slightly stunned... Then the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and then he laughed happily...

"Go and make the decision you think is correct." Gu Zhongsheng said slowly, Xiao Yan was slightly stunned. The illusion around him completely disappeared. Xiao Yan was still kneeling on the ground. It took him a while to recover.

Xiao Yan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and slowly stood up with an indifferent expression. He knew that he had failed and did not understand the Zichen Xuling Jue.

"Has it failed... Master?" Zhenwu's voice sounded, and Xiao Yan nodded slightly.

"Hey, maybe it was you who gave you the current one to the point of your current one. Maybe this martial arts fighting skills are already on the Lord. Success or failure is just what I think. The Lord takes every step of the way, and you have your way." Zhenwu continued, Xiao Yan paused, and this time he had a very bold idea in his mind.

Kill...the front fate?!

Give up this identity of the Lord?

Xiao Yan thought, but then smiled bitterly. If he gave up his identity as the Lord, he would probably be pinched to death like an ant in the Fighting God Alliance in minutes.

"I'm already in the chessboard, and now I'm probably just a chess piece." Xiao Yan murmured alone.

He frowned, as if everything was gone, he... or himself?

Xiao Yan is thinking about this issue.

Should he think? That was his past life, everything he did was for... himself.

For...self?

Xiao Yan thought about some questions that he shouldn't have thought about, but he felt more and more that he had lost himself. This feeling became stronger and more intense, and it also made Xiao Yan panic.

The Lord of the Lord has fallen, and everything he has done is just paving the way for him, but Xiao Yan doesn’t know much about the Lord of the Lord, and why did he wait for the ninth generation, and he... is he really the reincarnation of the Lord of the Lord?

It seemed like a huge vortex, Xiao Yan seemed to be a drop in the vortex, an inconspicuous drop in the ocean. If he was really the reincarnation of the Supreme Master, why did all the previous eight generations fail?

Xiao Yan saw something that he thought was unreasonable. Along the way, he did make him overcome all obstacles, but everything seemed too smooth... as if this was a destined ending.

"Who am I... My name is Zun Shang? My name is Gu Zhongsheng?" Xiao Yan's eyes were confused and his mind was in a mess, but when he said these two names, Xiao Yan was a little resistant.

Reincarnation seems to be an extremely misty thing. Xiao Yan was completely led by the nose. This feeling has begun to make Xiao Yan gradually disgusted.

"Master...what's wrong with you..." Zhenwu looked at Xiao Yan who was talking to himself, and asked after a long time.
Chapter completed!