High-dimensional space and time, boundless, Yuanzu Council.
There are more than a hundred sacred thrones, and on them sit tall figures with thick auras, all of them are true immortal giants. Their figures are somewhat illusory and distorted, and they are not in person.
Presumably, they are all still fighting in various places in the world, looking for the remains and soldiers, or sitting in strategic places to control the battlefield.
Whenever there is a major event that determines the direction of civilization, the Yuanzu Conference will remain open, and the true immortals will gather here to communicate with each other at any time.
"Mastermind, haven't you found out the whereabouts of Yan Xing yet?"
The Lord of Reincarnation slowly opened his eyes and looked at the large ball of light that was constantly flashing above the central platform. As soon as he said this, he immediately attracted the attention of the other true immortals, who all opened their eyes to look at it.
Thanks to the destruction of the relics of creation and the cracks in time and space spread all over the world, they directly crossed the cracks and returned to the alliance territory, saving the long return trip.
"not yet."
The light ball ripples, forming the neutral face of the master brain, with a solemn and solemn expression. As the central brain in charge of high-dimensional space and time, it has been very busy during this time.
It not only needs to control the war situation, deploy troops, support logistical supplies, etc., but also relies on it to collect intelligence. It also needs to maintain the normal operation of high-dimensional space and time and confront the "Heart of the Multiverse" game.
Fortunately, it does not feel tired like living creatures, it just feels that its computing power is not enough.
"Hmph! Yan Xing is missing, and we still need him to explain why the light ball that gives magical powers does not exist!"
Immortal Tuonan's eyebrows darkened, and he did not hide the unhappiness in his eyes. As the saying goes, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. In the end, even the remains of the supreme being were taken away, and punishment became the only breakthrough. .
"Ahem, you can't say that. This situation was not Director Yan's original intention. He was captured by the mechanical guards and now he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. Is it too early to judge in advance?"
"What?! Xinghe, do you think that freak will die in the ruins? Who knows if he is playing some trick?"
The Lord of Reincarnation's eyes widened. He had long noticed that the old man Xinghe and Yan Xing were unclear and had an ambiguous relationship, and they were always defending him. It seemed that this was indeed the case.
"Well, I didn't say that."
Emperor Xinghe blinked and quickly stopped talking. He also understood that the current situation was indeed unfavorable to Yan Xing. Most of the true immortals were dissatisfied, but they did not show it like the Lord of Reincarnation.
They don't bother to tell the difference between right and wrong. As long as the purpose of the trip to the ruins is not achieved, they can judge Yan Xing as guilty, suspicious, and circuitous. It is not something that the true immortal giant needs to consider.
"Is there really such a coincidence in the world?"
Sima Wenchen spoke softly, with a faint tone.
"Not long after Director Yan was captured in the ruins, the mysterious man appeared, crushing everything and shattering the ruins of creation."
As soon as these words came out, the originally delicate range in the council immediately became suppressed for a few minutes, and all the true immortals looked thoughtful.
"Old civil servant, do you mean that Yan Xing is related to the mysterious man who came on the horse?"
"hehe."
Sima Wenchen smiled and did not answer. The underlying meaning was self-evident.
There is no fool among the true immortals. He has a sharp mind and immediately understood what the so-called "coincidence" meant.
Since the civilization of this world has been recorded, there have not been many "freaks", which refer to things that go against common sense. The [First Generation Yama] from the Dark Ages can barely be counted as one. Of course, everyone present knows that it is the consciousness clone of Yama Xing who returned to the past.
Secondly, there are the various strange abilities that Yan Xing himself possesses, and the mysterious man who appeared in the ruins not long ago is also powerful contrary to common sense, far beyond the level of a true immortal.
Both are contrary to common sense and can be called "abnormal". There is no such coincidence in the world, and people have to think of it.
"Yes, this possibility cannot be ruled out."
The Lord of Samsara clenched his hands quietly, his mind was racing, and the image of seeing the mysterious man coming on a horse was still lingering in his mind. He was hostile to Yan Xingneng, but he was only afraid of that terrifying mysterious man.
"Anyway, if you want to know what secrets are hidden here, you must first find out Yan Xing. Mastermind, can you do it?"
"I have no idea."
The mastermind shook his head, pondered for a moment, and continued: "If Director Yan is within the envelope of high-dimensional time and space, he can temporarily close high-dimensional time and space and activate [Super-dimensional time and space tracking], and there is a high chance that he can be found. "
"However, with the current battle situation, once high-dimensional time and space is stopped, the alliance will fall into an extremely passive situation. Moreover, if Director Yan is in the foggy wilderness that cannot be covered by high-dimensional time and space, then this will be a meaningless and futile effort. Act of."
At the beginning, in order to search for the relics of creation, high-dimensional space-time was suspended for a period of time, but unfortunately nothing was found because the relics were hidden deep in the extremely remote misty wilderness.
It cannot be ruled out that this will also be the case with Yan Xing.
"That's all. The current battle situation is complicated and it's really inappropriate."
"We will put this matter aside for the time being and discuss it after the war. I don't believe that he can hide his punishment for a lifetime. As long as he is not dead, he will always appear."
As soon as he started talking, the thoughts of all the true immortals happened to be there, so they changed the topic to another aspect.
"Everyone, it has been three years since the ruins collapsed. How many saints' remains and soldiers of the ruins have been recovered so far?"
"I have three remains and five relic weapons in my hands."
"Two, one."
"Six, three."
"Two, four."
"..."
After some statistics, all the real immortals were shocked. It was no wonder that they fought and fought, shattered the sky and the earth, wiped out the scorched earth, paid an unimaginable price, and gained a lot.
"very good!"
"In my opinion, it's time for us to visit the land of slumber and awaken the sages and fellow Taoists of the past generations. The tribes of all tribes are probably also taking action."
"good!"
If a true immortal wants to walk in the world, he needs the soldiers of the ruins to cover his aura, otherwise he will only become the descending body of the unknown will.
No one knows, throughout the ages, how many true immortals have chosen to self-impose themselves, sleeping for eternity, waiting to be awakened.
"Haha, with so many saints' remains, my plan can be launched, right!? Just in time, while everyone is here, I will apply to open the [Human Wheel Tomb] and take out those things."
There was a hint of hoarseness in the Lord of Reincarnation's deep voice, and his eyes were fanatical. The fear that appeared instinctively when facing the mysterious man tortured him into madness. He was both ashamed and angry, and the desire for power in his heart was unprecedentedly high.
The Human Race's Wheel Tomb, the full name of which is the "Pure Blood Human Race's Wheel Tomb", is an ancient special time and space established after the Nightfall of the Starfire Era and pure blood being kicked off the altar, when there were no alliances and tribes.
There are a large number of pure-blood corpses stored in it. Many of them are analysis tools that have been squeezed out of value by various forces. When their lives are over, they will be handed over to the alliance for processing and placed in the wheel tomb. The other part is the waste from various pure blood experiments.
"Lord of Reincarnation, are you sure?"
All the true immortals showed signs of excitement. The [Saint Remains Project] has been shelved because the remains are too rare. Firstly, they are unwilling to waste them. Secondly, the quantity is too small. Even if the plan is successful, it will not be enough to distribute to so many true immortals.
However, the progress was slow due to the intentional and unintentional checks and balances of the true immortals.
Things are different now. There are enough saint remains, and each true immortal can get more than one.
"It's not 100%, 80% or 90% sure, I still have it."
The Lord of Reincarnation raised his head slightly, showing a reserved and complacent look. Since he did not receive strong support from the alliance, his experiments had always been to capture purebloods on his own. With his supreme wisdom, he was able to achieve results despite extremely limited resources, which is naturally remarkable.
"Very good, after awakening all fellow Taoists, let's start opening the human race tomb!"
"Seconded!"
Seeing that all the true immortals raised their hands, Emperor Xinghe's eyes flashed, and he had decided on the overall situation, so he silently spoke in agreement.
In the war between the Alliance and the tribes in the Dark Ages, they gained a considerable advantage. The ownership of the [Human Race Tomb] has been completely controlled by the Alliance. The tribes of all races have been kicked out, and now they can no longer get their hands on the Wheel Tomb.
"My lords!"
At this time, the main brain suddenly spoke, vibrating with light, and drew a coordinate map in the void.
"According to the frontline battle report, another inheritance stone tablet was found, which is suspected to be restraining the members of the Night Club. Please take a look."
The light curtain changes, reflecting a distorted picture of the lake. In the scarlet mist, a black and blue stone tablet stands tall. Among the densely intertwined chains, a figure in a white dress can be faintly seen.
"is her!"
When all the true immortals saw this, their expressions changed. The battle in the Forest of Steles three years ago was still vivid in their minds, and they would naturally not forget this terrifyingly powerful woman.
Three years ago, the first place where suspected traces of members of the Nightfall Society were found was in the Yanchi Swamp in the Jie?? Realm. At that time, because the battle for the remains was extremely fierce, and because the members of the Night Club were bound by the stone tablets and unable to escape, the true immortals did not pay much attention to them for the time being.
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Until, when he freed up his hand to take a look, he discovered that the petite member of the Night Club had disappeared.
Could it be that the inheritance stone tablet has changed since it was separated from the ruins?
Only then did the immortals realize that something was wrong!
Thinking back to the Age of Sparks, the fear of the people being dominated by the Night Society makes people feel uneasy even if they are not the ones who have experienced it. Therefore, in order to prevent Ye Mu from resurrecting, the True Immortals consciously searched for the inheritance stone tablets that bound Ye Mu's members.
It's a pity that nothing has been achieved in three years.
"Hmph! No wonder it has never been found. Even high-dimensional space and time cannot capture its traces. It turns out that it fell into the misty wilderness."
The coordinates displayed by the mastermind are located outside the alliance's territory, trillions of light years deep into the fog. It is neither far nor close, and is just outside the coverage of high-dimensional space and time.
"Can any of you have your hands free?"
"I!"
"I happen to be free."
"Haha, if you leave for a while, those tribal bastards won't dare to mess around?"
"Very well, please take a walk."
A dozen true immortal shadows nodded slightly and slowly closed their eyes.
Emperor Xinghe narrowed his eyes slightly, and something strange flashed in his eyes. The consciousness connected to him had already received this important message.
