Time flies by very quickly.
It had only been eight years, but Yan Xing was extremely busy, and time seemed to fly by like a flash.
In addition to transporting fragments of the universe, when Hajime is resting, he also has to harvest fruits from various ruins. Although Zishu did not find the ruins of creation, his efforts were not fruitless. Now there are nine ruins for which he has placed flesh and blood coordinates.
The Holy Land is regarded as a foundation, and the ruins that are never shown to anyone are tightly covered. Quietly, it has become his back garden, deep in the core, where he can go and leave whenever he wants.
Putting aside the benefits of other ruins, the place where Yan Xing goes most frequently is the [Wu Nian Xinghai]. Nowadays, it is difficult to break through the realm. His main way to improve is to absorb the essence of consciousness gathered by the nine-color flower.
With the help of [Four-Dimensional Balance] evolution and the improvement of consciousness, he can also ignore the shackles of the realm and continuously increase his strength.
In eight years, the power of nearly two thousand realms has been increased. Such a terrifying rate of progress is truly terrifying.
"The only pity is that the two subsequent world replacement events and the traces carried by the unconscious clones are all normal and unknown things."
"It seems that it is unimaginably difficult to transfer things over."
Yan Xing shook his head with some regret. So far, the space-time force field on Huang Di's body has been completely worn away, but he still hasn't gained any useful information from the other party.
boom--
In the dimension of hell, in the hazy space, there was a strange sound, interrupting Yan Xing's thoughts, and he quickly cast his gaze over.
It’s done, the last fragmented universe has been successfully moved into the hell dimension!
I saw that in the chaotic and strange time and space, colorful fragments as big as stars appeared in the shape of "meteorite" rings, circling in the outer area of the space.
A fragmented universe is suspended in the center of time and space, constantly spitting out material energy and turning into gray mist. It has been eight years, and not even one part of the universe has been digested, which shows its vastness.
Grasshopper!
Grasshopper!
The mighty torrent of locusts retreated after their success. Amidst the passionate cheers, they poured into the dimensional channel like a tide, quickly returned to the black hole, and reorganized into a crystal pyramid.
During the entire "Mountain Moving Plan", the slug group had to recuperate for as long as a month. As time accelerated, it took nearly 100 billion years. There were countless casualties during the transportation process, and they had reproduced for countless generations.
"[Yan], our clan has fulfilled its promise!"
From the crystal pyramid, a vast voice came, and the collective thinking gathered the will of all the scorpions.
The locusts who negotiated with Yan Xing at the beginning have long since disappeared in the long river of time, but the memories passed down in the blood will never be erased.
Yan Xing manifested his conscious body and looked at the towering pyramid in front of him with extremely complex eyes, including gratitude, apology, admiration and appreciation...
It can be said that today's locusts can be regarded as a new race created by him. In order to gain the power to walk through time, a trace of his blood has been incorporated into it.
Now that we are about to say goodbye, I feel a little reluctant to leave.
"[Yan], please fulfill your promise and return our people's freedom."
Freedom, freedom, what a noble pursuit this is.
In order to prevent the locusts from rotting and disappearing in the years, the pursuit of freedom is the imprint that he personally engraved in their blood.
"good!"
Yan Xing nodded solemnly, the "Mountain Moving Plan" had been successfully completed, and the locust no longer meant much to him. Because of the special nature of life forms, they are unable to form conventional combat capabilities and have to survive under heavy objects from life to life.
Feeling the tenacity and greatness of the grasshoppers' will, Yan Xing felt compassion and decided to help them while keeping his promise.
"Old Man, in order to thank you for your efforts, I have three plans for you to choose from."
Yan Xing stretched out three fingers.
"First, weaken the reproductive capacity of the group, so that you can continue to survive in the big solar universe, and you don't have to be trapped in a black hole. I will provide you with heavy objects."
The evolved locusts are too capable of reproducing and their numbers are huge. Now that the "Mountain Moving Plan" has been completed, it is impossible for the Sun Universe to still focus 99% of its resources on them.
If we want to leave the black hole, the mass of the big solar universe will not be able to guarantee the survival of so many locusts.
"Two, I can send you to a place called [Time Tomb], which is isolated from the world and free from foreign intrusion. There are a large number of fragmented worlds for you to use. The only drawback is that time is relatively chaotic."
Grasshoppers are highly immune to the erosion of time. Although the environment is harsh, they can survive and reproduce without worries.
"Third, let you return to the outside world, but I cannot guarantee your safety. You have to rely on your own survival. I have also informed you of all the complex situations in this world and you can weigh them yourself."
"Above, no matter which plan you choose, I will lift the ideological imprisonment on you and return freedom to the Grasshopper clan."
Having said that, Yan Xing stood with his hands tied and quietly waited for Hajime's choice.
Zhizhi——
The crystal pyramid rippled round and round, unprecedentedly, and the scorpions of collective thinking actually started a heated discussion, which shows their solemnity.
"[Yan], our creator, thank you for your mercy. For the sake of freedom, we choose the third option!"
Yes, whether it is the Great Sun Universe or the Tomb of Time, in essence, it is just changing from one pond to another larger pond, and you are still in a cage.
"Oh, okay, as you wish."
Yan Xing's eyes were filled with emotion. He was not stupid at all. Over the long years, he had gained insight into his identity. Slowly open your eyes, reach out and tap the center of your eyebrows, concentrate your thoughts, and your whole body will shine with its silvery white light.
"Time jump!"
"destination--"
"The end of deep space, the cosmic sea!"
Hurrah!
This is the known end of deep space. In the endless black void, there is a sound of waves.
Looking up, you will see the bright stars and spherical stars shining in front of you, piled up into the vast Milky Way. Every bright spot is the existence, birth or upcoming destruction of the universe, as well as the completely dead remains of the universe, endless and without end. .
Almost all of them are failed universes. There is no will of heaven, no traces of laws, and no rules. The universal particles are almost nothing, and they are all worthless dead places. Compared with the small universe that Yan Xing obtained from Lenka, it is fundamentally different.
"The cosmic sea is a desolate place where the power of heaven and earth is gone. It is a meaningless place for most living beings."
"You just need heavy objects to survive. This place is safe and the most suitable place for you."
The scene of hell appeared in the hole in Yan Xing's left eye. In the depths of the dead universe, he opened a dimensional channel and released the locust that had shrunk in size.
"[Yan], my creator, thank you, may you live forever, and may the light of evolution shine on you and me forever!"
Grasshopper! Grasshopper!
free! free!
"Give time life."
“Give civilization to life.”
"Give freedom to civilization."
Yan Xing murmured in a low voice, watching the crystal pyramid gradually move away until it disappeared into the vast ocean of the universe.
"Oh, poor."
A sigh with an inexplicable meaning. I don’t know if it’s talking about the locust, himself, or the sentient beings in this world.
Is the stranded [Truth] considered a prison?
From the perspective of freedom, it should be calculated. Pursuing absolute and true freedom is not easy. We are just jumping from one pond into another.
Big and small, they are just cages.
"Lowhopper, I wish you all the best."
Silvery white light flashed past, and the dark void returned to deathly silence.
…
clang! clang--
The melodious bell rang, sweeping through the core of the World-Destroying Battleship and penetrating the fog. Many monks who were fighting with inanimate bodies froze and turned around and retreated to the deck without hesitation.
Halfway through the journey, the cold voice of Battleship Zhinao came, making everyone feel shocked when they heard the words.
"Notice! Notice!
』
"We are about to arrive at our destination. It is estimated that it will take five jumps. Please stay on the battleship and do not leave without any reason. 』
Is it finally here?
More than three hundred trillion light-years, it slowly traveled a long distance, lasting 3153 days. In the chaotic sense of time, I don’t know how long it took.
Those mortal creatures on the battleship, Sun Tzu can even make soy sauce!
"Brother Yan?"
After seeing the figure in front of him pause for a moment, Raymond showed doubts and asked aloud.
"Oh, it's okay. I feel like I gained some insights from the battle just now, so I'm going to retreat for a while."
"Leizi, go and do your own business."
"Uh, okay!"
Raymond scratched his head and looked at Yan Xing's leaving figure with some emotion. Brother Yan was really a pervert. From the moment they met, each other's breakthroughs were like drinking water, and his strength increased rapidly.
As we all know, it becomes more difficult to practice in the later stages. It can be said that it is difficult to make progress. It is normal to stagnate in a small realm for tens or millions of years.
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This law seems to have failed in Yan Xing's case.
"Xiao Leizi, your friend is really interesting. 』
Surprise flashed in Lei Meng's eyes. The halberd's soul was awakening more and more frequently. It seemed that its power had recovered a lot.
"Lord Ji Ling, are you awake?" What's wrong with Brother Yan? 』
"It's nothing. I'm just a little regretful that I didn't meet him in advance. Compared with a stupid guy like you, this Yan Xing is a better inheritance object." 』
Ji Ling yawned and spoke lazily.
"You, you... I know I can't compare with Brother Yan, but Lord Ji Ling, you don't need to hit people like this, right?" 』
The corners of Raymond's eyes twitched, he was actually disliked, his face fell, and he felt bad.
"hehe. 』
The halberd spirit just sneered twice and stopped talking. It did not tell the truth. If this stupid guy knew that all he had fought with him in the past eight years was just a skinned clone, his self-confidence would be shattered to pieces.
Just be a good person for once.
In the secret room, Yan Xing's body was slightly twisted, the erupted breath was forced back into his body, and a silvery white light flashed deep in the boy's hole.
"finally reached--"
"Relics of creation."
Yan Xing raised his eyes and looked with deep eyes. His sight spanned many barriers and endless fog, as if he could see the majestic figure bound by endless chains.
"Unknown senior, I have kept you waiting for a long time!"
