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Only in the middle of the air did Lingyun and the others know the vastness of the ruins, and they could imagine the scene of the past.

Unfortunately, everything was because of the destruction of this Sacred Ground, causing everything to cease to exist.

The flaming bird circled above the ruins, and flew deeper into it. Ling Yun and the other two stood on its back, looking at the ruins below with a complicated look in their eyes.

Looking at those palaces and pavilions that had turned rotten due to the erosion of time, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Even such a powerful Sacred Ground couldn't resist the erosion of time.

"Do you think that one day, we will also be washed away by the power of time and become a pile of dirt?" Ling'er let out a faint sigh, looking at Ling Yun with his beautiful eyes, and suddenly asked.

Lingyun's body shook and he smiled bitterly as he kept silent. From ancient times until now, countless peerless geniuses had turned into dried up bones. In the end, they turned into a pile of yellow soil just like the average person.

Even those terrifying almighty experts who could shake the ancient world and surpass the modern times were the same. Who among them could live forever? Resisting the onslaught of the river of time? As powerful as a demigod, he was also reduced to dust by the washing power of time.

Absolute beginning, Supreme, Immemorial, Ancient, it has been at least ten million years. There were many unrivalled great powers that were able to seize the stars and catch the moon. They were able to reach the heavens and earth, but in the end, they still weren't able to escape the river of time.

All of his grand aspirations vanished, transforming into wisps of souls that drifted about in the world.

Some people once said that after becoming a Martial God, one could obtain endless longevity, be able to resist the tides of time, and even control the river of time.

However, no one knew whether or not the War God truly existed. It existed only in legends, and they had never seen it before.

It was said that over the course of countless years, there had been several supreme Chosen who had taken that crucial step, becoming a Martial Gods. However, this was only a legend.

If there really was one, then why didn't they show themselves? Why didn't they lend a helping hand when the Spirit Continent was almost destroyed tens of thousands of years ago?

The two words "War God" were so far away that not many people believed in its existence. It was just a figment of imagination.

Although Ling Yun believed in the existence of the Martial God, he had never reported any hope of becoming the Martial God and reaching the legendary peak of power.

Perhaps the War God was just a slightly more powerful expert.

The only thing that could truly last forever was the sun and the moon, which could only be seen from the sky!

"Does the War God really exist? Can you really live forever? " Qin Feng frowned and whispered. Becoming a Martial God and stepping onto the peak of martial arts was the greatest wish of countless martial artists. He was no exception.

However, he was slightly bewildered as well.

However, he wasn't an ordinary person after all. Soon, he was completely lost. Smiling lightly, he said in a rather free and easy manner, "It doesn't matter if it exists or not. I just want to have fun and have fun."

Hearing this, Ling Yun let out a light breath, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

That's right, why should he care so much. As long as he was happy to live every day, he would not have any regrets left in his heart.

Ling'er seemed to be infected by it, and the haze on her delicate face dissipated.

Ling Yun held onto Ling'er with one hand and the other hand behind her back. The back of her body was ramrod straight, like a sword that supported the sky, but she was concealed within her scabbard and would not move at all.

His eyes swept across the ruins below him, looking into the depths.