There is only one chance to integrate the Law of Destiny once every twelve years, and there is very little time to comprehend it. The rest of the time Zhang Changkong spends accumulating and reflecting on the Law of Destiny.
Now, Zhang Changkong basically figured out how to proceed with the last step.
Currently, there are two methods. One is that Zhang Changkong goes to the Shenshan Human Clan or the Black Iron Human Clan, and uses the anomaly of clan destiny to force the mark of the Law of Destiny to change sharply, thus appearing in the realm of the Immortal Soul.
This method will most likely consume a lot of clan luck, and in the worst case, the clan destiny will collapse, causing the Godly Mountain Human Race or the Black Iron Human Race to turn into twisted creatures.
This method cannot be used on other alien clans' fortunes, because only the clan fortunes that are deeply intertwined with Zhang Changkong's destiny can further mark his destiny.
Although Zhang Changkong thinks that he is already cold-blooded and ruthless, he is not that crazy to use tens of billions of human beings as his resources.
The second method is to manipulate fate.
When Zhang Changkong first understood the law of fate, he was an observer of fate and was in the state of an outsider.
This time, by manipulating the fate of others, the mark of fate will be taken a step further, thereby achieving simple manipulation of one's own fate.
As long as the trajectory of destiny can appear in your immortal soul, the mark of your destiny can be transferred there.
However, this method is very difficult.
When Zhang Changkong starts to control the destiny of others, he must decide the outcome of the destiny and achieve that outcome step by step through micro-management.
In that process, the gifts of fate that those who are his chess pieces receive step by step will also slowly strengthen Zhang Changkong's law of fate.
But the gift of fate cannot carry his will.
In other words, he can use his own luck to control the luck of others, but he cannot actively grant opportunities.
After all, the opportunity he bestowed could not be called a gift from fate.
This kind of participation and non-intervention operation is very complicated, and Zhang Changkong himself has little confidence.
Thinking of this, Zhang Changkong couldn't help but look in the direction of the three polycerebrates.
"Well, it's been 200 million years since I entered the final land."
Zhang Changkong "looks" into the perceptual space.
"Of the approximately 180,000 god-level gods, only a little over 10,000 are promoted through their own efforts. The rest are basically false gods."
The light spots in the souls of false gods are relatively mixed and dim.
Although false gods carry the word "false", they are not necessarily weak.
The false gods are all promoted by refining the undead core, and they are born with the laws of the undead core.
However, the pseudo-god has refined too many undead cores, resulting in the imprint of the law being disorganized. Not to mention the slim chance of conceiving a perfect law, even further integrating the law is very difficult.
In general, if there is no surprise, the potential of pseudo-gods is basically exhausted the moment they become gods. Their strength basically depends on whether the undead core they refine is strong or not. This is the price of taking shortcuts.
Zhang Changkong doesn't care about the potential of the false gods. He only needs a group of troops that can fight for him for thousands of years.
There was just a little surprise. I thought he had roughly simplified the god-making process and created a "mad god", but the pseudo-gods under him were basically not crazy, because those pseudo-gods were basically Guixu insects.
Zhang Changkong did not expect that the Guixu Insect could even swallow up the invisible crazy thoughts in the core of the undead.
However, whether he is crazy or not, it is just a trivial matter to Zhang Changkong. In the end, it is enough that those returning insects can obey his orders.
Open your eyes of destiny and look at the jungle where the Miaoshan people live.
“With the invasion of foreign tribes, the top combat power of the Miaoshan human race has been greatly damaged, and they are facing the crisis of genocide.
If the son of destiny I decide can lead the revival of Miaoshan, the integration of the laws of destiny is in sight. "
The place where Zhang Changkong retreats has gathered more than 170,000 divine insects.
One day later, after making arrangements, Zhang Changkong quickly rushed to the Miaoshan human race with two polybrained worms and a hundred Guixu divine worms through the law of destiny.
The remaining divine insects will slowly move closer to him, led by the Steel King, the Iron King, and the remaining polybrained insect.
The final land is too huge.
In the past few thousand years, the core area has been reduced to a pot of soup, and thousands of races have been fighting for each pillar of spiritual wisdom, like moths to the flames, rushing to die one after another.
Countless creatures fought desperately, causing a red glow to appear in the sky of the final land.
Some powerful forces, while competing for the Linghui Pillar, also used the secret method of clan destiny to send teams one after another to the outside of the core place to strangle those races that had gathered clan destiny.
With the demise of countless races, the fortunes of the clans gradually gathered into the Pillar of Spiritual Wisdom, causing an invisible cloud to condense in the core of the Final Land, and an unprecedented change appeared in the Final Land.
Fifty years later.
Zhang Changkong was on his way to the direction of the Miaoshan human race.
Ruoyouruowu sensed a hint of the power of destruction.
"So that's it. As luck gathers, the final land will slowly collapse starting from the periphery.
Originally, this process might last for billions or even billions of years, but those powerful forces began to clean up the peripheral races on a large scale and accelerate the process of destiny gathering. Perhaps within three to five billion years, the battle for the final land will begin. a result.
Moreover, before that, the passage from the Final Land to the outside world will collapse faster.
If there are still those who have preserved their strength and have not entered the final place, they will be automatically eliminated soon. "
Thinking of this, Zhang Changkong stopped flying, landed on the ground with the divine insect, and transferred his consciousness to the immortal soul.
Soon, Zhang Changkong contacted the King of Steel and asked him to notify the Ancient Butterfly of Time and Space to bring back the bugs from the ruins of time and enter the final place as soon as possible.
Another hundred years passed, and Zhang Changkong finally arrived in the jungle where Miaoshan was located.
At this time, the Miaoshan people had basically lost the city they relied on for survival.
Most of the human race became slaves of the alien race.
The remaining humans can only survive in the jungle.
Three days later, Zhang Changkong roughly understood Miao Shan's situation.
"It's really fate. The aliens who invaded Miao Mountain turned out to be forces from the realm."
The alien races in the realm have an obvious characteristic, that is, their divine levels are basically transformed into several specific races.
The Miaoshan people are in the jungle, and the foreigners who come here are basically the wood spirit clan that Zhang Changkong has seen.
The number of the Wood Spirit Clan is less than ten million.
But Zhang Changkong knew through observation that they had a rare treasure that could function as a teleportation array and provide rapid reinforcements.
There are about a thousand divine-level people invaded by the Wood Spirit Clan, and the holy-level ones are about the same, and the rest are all ancestor-level ones.
Zhang Changkong doesn't know the talents of the Wood Spirit clan, but they have one notable feature, which is longevity.
Perhaps it is also because of this that the Wood Spirit clan is not eager to completely wipe out the human race.
“The fate of the Miaoshan people has drifted away, but it has not collapsed yet.
If the wood spirits hadn't been studying the steam technology of the Miaoshan people and the biotechnology using twisted creatures, the massacre might have started long ago. "
Thinking of this, Zhang Changkong quickly looked for the human race in the forest.
Shuai selected some human races that were not favored by heaven, and began to divide the fate of the Miaoshan human race into an individual race through the law of destiny, making them the children of the destiny of the day after tomorrow.
At the same time, the mark of the law of destiny in Zhang Changkong's eyes gradually became dim.
He cannot control his own luck, but the power that can separate the mark of law comes with his own luck.
If this wave of operations is all in vain, then his previous 200 million years of efforts will be in vain, and he may have to consider incubating the law of gravity into a perfect law.
However, on the way here, Zhang Changkong had already asked the two eye-catching insects to deduce the "Zhongxing Human Race" script countless times. As long as the human race he chooses is not so stretched, he should not be disappointed.
Just when Zhang Changkong was expecting a harvest, his expression changed.
"Is this also a change of fate?
Not even leaving me a chance to micromanage? "
(End of chapter)
