Chapter 620: Chapter 618: The Destined Empress 2
Chapter 620: Chapter 618: Empress of Heaven's Mandate 2 (1/3)
Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators
Dream-Making Expert
The girl was stunned.
She suspected she had misheard.
But the Old Man of the Moon's evasive gaze told the girl she had not misheard, and the Old Man of the Moon had not misspoken.
Yes. Ten billion years.
From the beginning of this Era, the Demon Race would begin a rule over the Xuantian Macrocosm lasting a hundred thousand Eras ā ten billion years.
This would be a dark age of absolute Demon Race dominance, ruling over the Cosmos.
Apart from the God Race, who had already allied with the Demon Race.
Whether it was the Buddhist order, the Daoist order, or the native powers of the Xuantian Macrocosm.
All non-Demon life and every Dao Lineage would submit to the Demon Race's tyranny for the next ten billion years.
This was a dark age long enough to drive anyone to despair.
The Old Man of the Moon had once tried not to think about it.
But now that the girl had brought it up.
He was finally forced to face this terrifying fact in panic and fear.
That after he left.
The girl he treated as a stand-in for Holy Maiden Qingxuan.
But who had in reality grown as close to him as flesh and blood.
Would have to endure ten billion years alone in such a dark age, where the Human Race could perish at any moment and the Demon Race ruled heaven and earth.
Could she survive?
Could she bear such a long dark age on her own?
After crossing ten billion years of time, could he and she truly meet again?
The Old Man of the Moon did not dare to think further. The more he thought, the more panicked he became.
So much so that even the spiritual light the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm believed could resist the erosion of ruthless divinity.
That which could never be erased by the endless ages.
Began to waver.
The Old Man of the Moon, born from the light of affection amidst the hottest and purest human nature, had finally met a great crisis.
The girl sensed his panic and fear.
She thought he feared the coming ten billion years, the long and despairing years of Demon Race domination.
So she gently reached out and tightly held the Old Man of the Moon's hand.
Fingers interlocked, word by word, unwavering.
"It's all right."
"Even if it's ten billion years, a hundred billion years from now."
"Even if we are destined to live only beneath the Demon Race's butcher knife."
"But I will stay with you."
"As long as we are together, no matter how long the years, no matter how hopeless the world."
"We can face it all together."
"Iā¦"
The Old Man of the Moon's wavering Dao heart was warmed by the girl's gentle consolation. He opened his mouth, about to tell the girl the truth behind all of this.
But in the next instant.
A cold voice sounded beside the Old Man of the Moon's ear.