Li Hao stopped thinking about this. The Stargate began to stand.
The power of time sealed the Stargate.
The light of the entire Silvermoon world began to fade.
Gradually, the Silvermoon world became a dim star, just like the other dead stars around it.
The Stargate, which had been broken with great difficulty, was once again erected today.
The cultivators around Li Hao all felt uncomfortable.
After a long time, on the other side of the Stargate, someone seemed to be waving. Some people outside also waved their hands gently.
Tian Jian was a tough man, but he felt a little uncomfortable and waved his hand.
He chose to go out, not willing to stay.
Perhaps he would die soon, or perhaps he would survive, and the people inside would die one by one as time passed ... After this farewell, they didn't know when they would meet again.
This departure might be an eternal farewell.