"Why is this person becoming more and more dazed?" Xu Zhi looked at pheasant Ji, who was beside him, and sipped his tea with a speechless expression.
Rugao Ji was extremely shocked.
Even if they could live to the distant future and arrive at the Age of Chaos on the ship of longevity, they were also faced with a desperate and difficult problem:
The dusk of the Saints!
Not only would the Saints of the entire nine-Yuan universe have to face the Twilight of the Gods, but ancient existences like them would not be spared either!
What was the sunset of the sages?
When the last trace of incomplete nomological rules in the universe were completely filled up, it also meant that the universe was completely perfect and flawless. There was no need for Saints to fill in the nomological rules. The door of a level ten Saint ... It was completely shut down.
