“Hundreds of years ago, a peerless demon devoured the sun, moon, heaven and earth, and the entire world fell into darkness. The heaven and earth wept... After that, countless burning meteorites fell from the sky and landed all over the four continents, causing countless casualties. This was known as the Day of the Demonic Disaster.” Yu Yan sighed and began to recall the past.
"The day of the devil's calamity?" Shen Luo's eyes focused.
"After the demonic catastrophe, the entire human world changed drastically. Countless demons and ghosts were rampant, slaughtering all living beings wantonly, while immortals and Buddhas no longer appeared in the world. At the beginning, the imperial court was able to resist the invasion of demons from all over the world, but the rampant demons and ghosts became stronger year by year, and the imperial court gradually became powerless. Now, hundreds of years have passed, and the imperial court has long been only a name. All parts of the Tang Dynasty, and even the entire Southern Continent, have fallen into a situation where various large and small forces have joined forces to protect themselves." Yu Yan continued.
After hearing this, Shen Luo's eyes widened, and it took him a while to digest what Yu Yan said.
"Actually, I have heard about these things from my father since I was a child, but I have never seen them with my own eyes. It is indeed unbelievable." Yu Meng said, touching his chin.
"You little bastard, if you had seen it with your own eyes, would you still be alive?" Yu Yan raised his hand and slapped Yu Meng's head, scolding angrily.
Yu Meng shrank his head and cleverly dodged his father's palm. He laughed dryly a few times and dared not speak anymore.
"Uncle Yu, you just said that the Demonic Tribulation Day was hundreds of years ago. When was it exactly?" Shen Luo asked again.
“Regarding the exact time of the Demonic Tribulation Day, for some reason, there is no clear record in the major classics, and the same is true in the official history books.” Yu Yan shook his head and said.
"So many years have passed, is there no way to eliminate those monsters?" Shen Luo couldn't help but ask again.
"We mortals are powerless, but perhaps the disappeared immortals and Buddhas can do it. All living beings in the world have been enduring this devilish calamity day after day, and no one knows whether they can wait until the immortals and Buddhas come to the world again." Yu Yan said with a sigh.
Yu Meng also had a solemn look on his face.
Seeing this, Shen Luo could not help but remain silent.
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At midnight, everything was quiet.
The moonlight shines through the window into a room in Yu Mansion.
Inside the room, Shen Luo lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
Yu Meng's loud snoring could be faintly heard from a room not far away. It was obvious that he was sleeping very soundly.
Shen Luo couldn't fall asleep, not because of Yu Meng's snoring, but because of what Yu Yan had said before.
He still couldn't be sure whether the world in his dream was really a thousand years later. The ability to predict the future was magical enough, not to mention that he had come directly to the future world.
If it is true, this future world is obviously full of various sufferings. It is a luxury for ordinary people to have a stable meal. Even a powerful immortal master like Yu Yan seems so powerless in the face of all this.
The only thing that made Shen Luo feel a little relieved was that the demonic calamity seemed to be quite a long time away from his own era, and he might not even live to see that time...
All kinds of messy thoughts were running through Shen Luo's mind. He lay down for a while, but couldn't fall asleep, so he sat up and put on his clothes.
After sitting quietly in the dark for a while, he stood up, opened the door and went outside.
A bright moon hung in the sky, but there was a faint black mist floating in the sky, covering the earth, like a demonic calamity, omnipresent.