They gathered together, forming a formation!
Moving in sync with the music.
They swayed their thick waists, dancing in an uncoordinated manner.
"Hmph!"
"A bunch of ants."
From within the crevice of the cliff.
The man disdainfully refused to look at them.
However, in the next moment.
His eyes suddenly widened in shock.
He was horrified to discover that as this group danced, countless forces of the great Dao emanated from their hands.
"This..."
"This, this, this..."
"These old women?"
"What on earth, what on earth are they..."
But.
Before one wave settled, another arose.
A group of old men gathered nearby.
Some played the erhu, emitting devilish sounds that made him tremble as they reached his ears.
Some played chess, each piece falling like an earth-shattering beat, shaking one's soul.
Others performed slow, ancient martial arts, seemingly without power, yet each move seemed to communicate with heaven and earth.
At this time.
A group of children came running from the side.
The children kicked a ball around, giggling and laughing joyfully.
Yet when their feet struck the ball, it seemed to manipulate the forces of space?
What shocked him most was.
That child who had been matching wits with him for days sat nearby, staring blankly, saying he wanted to join in.
The other children said: You're too weak, we don't want you.
You're too weak?
?
??
???
The man's face was full of question marks.
Just then.
A mosquito buzzed through the crevice in front of his eyes, suddenly glaring at him.
"Gah!"
That glare made the man scream.
What kind of look was that?
Contempt?
And what was that aura it gave off just now?
He looked again, and found he couldn't fathom the cultivation level of a cicada chirping in the grass nearby?
On the other side, seven puppies played, emanating an intangible pressure that felt so unfathomable to him.
The man unconsciously shrank back into the crevice, retreating as far as he could go.
His body was drenched in sweat, his teeth chattering.
"Good grief!"
"What the hell, what the hell kind of place have I come to?"
"Mommy."
"I want to go home!"
He cried.
Fear spread throughout his body.
Just then, he noticed a gaze seemed to be staring at him from the darkness.
He turned his head to look.
More than a dozen ants with heads bigger than their bodies were staring at him.
"Brothers, we've got a job."
The lead ant lifted its leg, as if uttering those words, then the dozen or so ants swarmed towards him...
On a summer night.
It was still so cool.
It was just a small bug being devoured by ants, a perfectly normal occurrence.
Outside the Heaven and Earth Gate Island.
The Destroyer of the World rubbed the top of his head.
He sniffed, and when he realized it was bird droppings, he angrily wiped the mess from his hand.
"It's been several days now, why haven't those nine great ones returned?"
The Destroyer of the World muttered to himself.
But remembering the man's instructions before he left, he calmed himself down again.
"Usually when they close up for cultivation, it's for decades at a time. How can I be so impatient over just a few days?"
"I'll wait steadfastly!"
With that.
He closed his eyes again.
This wait.
Lasted for a month.
"Why aren't they back yet?"
"Nothing bad happened, right?"
He shook his head.
Recalling the strength of the nine, he relaxed again, then nodded firmly.
"I'll wait steadfastly!"
Another three months passed...
The Destroyer of the World opened his eyes once more.
"They're still not back?"
"But I've already waited three months, what's a bit longer?"
"I'll wait steadfastly!"
After saying this.
He closed his eyes again.
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Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
