[This catastrophe will definitely put me to death? 】
[Is this Heavenly Palace going to kill me? 】
Wu Wan didn't know what was wrong with him at the moment. He should be fully focused, but the thoughts in his heart were extremely complicated;
He had a strong hatred for the Heavenly Palace, and he kept having realizations in his heart. He soon realized that this was part of the heavenly tribulation, which seemed to be the rumored inner demon tribulation...
Even the dust-laden memories in his heart were constantly being pried open, and phantoms appeared in front of his eyes.
Is this the Heavenly Palace?
This is the Heavenly Palace.
It imposes rules on the living beings, but the living beings have no influence on it.
The clouds of calamity seem to be still gathering.
But at this moment, the calamity clouds in Wu Huan's eyes moved like a snail; the gray sky gradually turned into darkness, but he slowly closed his eyes.
In the distance, the monks were like ants on a hot pot. Someone kept asking the great elder if he wanted to take action;
The great elder's face was full of anger, and his nails almost dug into his palms, but he still stopped those anxious people.
There was a time when he wanted to help his grandson overcome the catastrophe, and he was shattered into an immortal catastrophe with one punch. As a result, another extraordinary catastrophe was triggered, and this extraordinary catastrophe was targeted at the 'grandson' who had just become an immortal.
This is the rule of Heavenly Palace.
It’s not that the Heavenly Palace doesn’t want to block the human race’s path to immortality. The heavenly punishment they designed is to exterminate the Yuanxian Realm and Transcendent Realm monks.
It was the Suiren clan who used his broken body to attack Tiangong, forcing Tiangong to bow its head and retreat. The covenant between humans and gods made in Zhongshan resulted in the natural disaster that left some hope for life today.
How could the great elder not know?
The power of extraordinary tribulations and immortal tribulations is fixed and cannot exceed a certain limit.
And today, the sect leader’s heavenly calamity of becoming an immortal!
It just happened to be the heavenly catastrophe of becoming an immortal for the sect leader!
The Tiangong side broke the rules and increased the intensity of the Immortal Tribulation without any scruples or bottom line, with the intention of obliterating the sect leader...
Rumble——
The tribulation clouds are about to gather again.
The restless crowd was already a little stunned, nervously looking at the figure lying on the edge of the charred pit.
When Wu Wang shattered Jie Yun and fell from the air, he seemed uninjured.
But at this moment, some cracks appeared on Wu Wangdao's body, and blood soaked half of his body. He closed his eyes tightly, as if he was fast asleep.
Inner demon?
Is the young master trapped by inner demons?
Lin Suqing's heart suddenly collapsed, and she covered her mouth and nose to prevent herself from crying.
There was a commotion behind the overwhelming crowd, but it was Lin Qi who rushed over after getting the news.
At this moment, he looked at the Heavenly Tribulation Cloud hovering in the sky in disbelief, feeling the power of Heaven within it that would make ordinary immortals almost despair, and saw Wu Wan lying on the edge of the pit.
"teacher……"
Suddenly there was the sound of a flute.
Ling Xiaolan was suspended in mid-air at some point.
She put her slender legs together, her long skirt fluttering, and a little sweat on her forehead, trying to send the sound of her piano to the land of heavenly calamity, but the sound of the flute was always easily crushed by the power of God.
Beside the thunder pool, the gods are smiling.
Under the catastrophe, the creatures are angry and trembling.
Wu Wang, the one who overcame the tribulation, seemed to have experienced a long and distant dream.
Figures appeared in the dream.
Wearing masks and robes, they kept jumping and chanting, and then turned into ghosts, pressing his soul to the ground, binding and binding him, making him unable to move, waiting for the final disaster to come. .
Wu Wan feels...
It was as if someone was laughing in his ear, repeating the word "despair" over and over again, trying to make his mood completely collapse and make him unable to fight back.
Is this the inner demon descended from heaven?
Does the Heavenly Palace call this kind of destructive will that is imposed on living beings despair?
Gods, is your understanding of despair... a bit shallow...
…
"Volunteer Wu Wang, tell me what you think you are better than others. 』
"Report! I am in the top three in the physical fitness test, in the top five in the comprehensive test, second in the multi-type spacecraft control, and first in the various contact subjects in the auxiliary courses! 』
"Any more?" 』
In a somewhat dim auditorium, a row of solemn-looking men and women sat behind a long table, staring at a young man sitting on a wooden chair ten meters away.
The person asking the question now was a white-haired old man with a gentle voice.
The ticking sound of instruments came from the corner, but the young man sitting there was silent for a while and said:
"Report, I have nothing to worry about anymore, I don't need to support my parents in their old age!" If I have to send someone to die now, I want to take the chance! 』
There was a middle-aged man with Mediterranean hair, his eyebrows furrowed into a Sichuan character.
"You little comrade has some ideological problems. Why do you want to die?" This is a great scientific exploration, and it is the most cutting-edge space exploration project in the world. It is..."
"Okay, you don't want people to tell the truth anymore, do you?" 』
The old man took off his glasses, leaned on the chair, exhaled a long breath, and whispered:
"This decision is our last hope. This suspected wormhole is constantly approaching our home. It violates the common sense of physics we know. It has almost no mass, but it can affect the curvature of space within a certain range.
According to our calculations, once it passes through the Kirkwood Gap, the Earth's orbit will inevitably be affected.
There is not much we can do now. Time is tight and resources are limited, so we have to advance manned exploration several big steps...
Place your own expectations on some absurd and unrealistic fantasies, treat it as a carrier of alien civilization, and try to make contact with them.
Young man, can you understand this? us……"
"Please organize and rest assured!" 』
Wu Wan stood upright, his blue and white spacesuit making a swishing sound.
"Make sure to complete the task and resolutely fulfill the mission!" 』
The scene changes.
Several familiar teammates gathered beside the bed.
"Okay, Wu Wan, you just grabbed this opportunity for our team!" 』
"Give me a photo." 』
"What's wrong?" Why do you want to take a photo? 』
"For a sense of ritual, before entering the wormhole, I will kiss your photo. Anyway, the images in the cabin sent back by the spacecraft will not be too clear, and they don't know who I kissed." 』
"Get out!" Isn’t it disgusting? Then you give me a photo and I can do it for you! How about I just eat your photo then?
Do you really want a photo?
Seriously, let me get you some private photos of the medical support team. The ladies all look so good, so cool! 』
"Stop making trouble, aren't we here to cheer him on?" 』
"Woof woof, I am the chief candidate for the plan. You can change your mind at any time before the rocket is ignited." 』
"I fought hard for this opportunity, so please step aside. Based on our scores, these are the first choices." 』
Then the brothers gritted their teeth and pushed him down on the single bed and gave him a 'fat beating'.
The picture disappeared like a shooting star, and several pictures flashed quickly.
Some thrilling orbital spacecraft docking, a long journey in the deep starry sky, the slowly opening solar sail, moving forward bit by bit in the universe.
In the shuttle, the range of movement he can move is very narrow. He must find the joy of supporting himself through the long voyage in this limited space.
Between the operation panels of several backup systems, a word of encouragement was written in different languages:
[Bravery is the pinnacle of human virtue].
But that road is really long.
The universe is not as narrow as the textbook model, and the planets are like fibers on a dark curtain.
The contact countdown on the panel is like the sound of knocking for the end of one's life.
Wu Wan clearly knew that when he approached the wormhole, the change in the curvature of space would be a fatal blow. With the strength of this spacecraft and the strength of his protective clothing, he didn't know how long he could last.
Maybe a few seconds, maybe a few minutes at the most.
The ship will be transformed beyond recognition before it explodes, becoming nothing more than an ugly lump of carbon-based sludge, torn to pieces at the edge of the wormhole.
This will be the destined ending.
A long space journey - from the orbit of the Earth to the orbit of Saturn.
Zero chance of survival - the spacecraft has no fuel for the return trip.
Wu Wan forced himself to stabilize his mentality and make simple reports every few days.
Unknown and confused, he didn’t know who to pray to in front of the black curtain of the universe. In order to ensure sufficient fuel to accelerate and shorten the exploration cycle, he could only be alone. After turning off the communication equipment, he kept repeating the conversation with himself:
"Are you afraid of death?" 』
"I'm afraid, but I'm more afraid of the meaninglessness of death. 』
"Despair?" 』
"I must complete my mission. My life and personal emotions are not important. 』
It's like applying a seal to yourself, layer after layer.
Then, looking for your own end in the dark universe, looking forward to colliding with it;
The spacecraft has set a course, and all he needs to do is wait.
That journey had exhausted all his energy.
The constantly beating countdown to contact seemed to be a deep blood color in the end, beating continuously in his eyes.
Countless times, he was wrapped in tinfoil and huddled in a narrow resting cabin, but his hands holding the liquid food would always tremble inadvertently.
He would often look up and stare out of the narrow porthole, waiting for the lifeless Mars, the asteroid belt with no collisions, and the terrifying eye of Jupiter's storm.
Then, skim them one by one.
Hundreds of emotional breakdowns, hundreds of times sitting back in the cockpit, checking various data, adjusting energy distribution, making daily logs, and maintaining communication with Blue Star.
Now, suddenly someone asked in his ear:
'Desperate? Are you desperate? '
【Have I ever been desperate? 】
"Hongyan is about to enter the gravitational range of the wormhole. Repeat, Hongyan is about to enter the gravitational range of the wormhole." 』
At that time, due to the great distance, the communication delay exceeded seventy minutes;
This received message actually came from seventy minutes ago and was a reminder sent by Blue Star in advance.
"Hongyan received it, repeat, Hongyan received it." 』
This message will also arrive at Blue Star in seventy minutes.
Not long after, the spacecraft began to tremble, the solar sail automatically lifted, and the hull became slightly distorted.
Wu Wan felt like he was sinking into the deep sea, his body being torn and squeezed to prevent him from panting violently and to reduce the violent activity of his lungs.
"Hongyan estimates that he will not be able to approach the target star. Repeat... Hongyan estimates that he will not be able to approach the target star." 』
Naturally, radio cannot provide instant response.
The purpose of coming here is to collect some intuitive and abstract information that machines cannot collect.
With a slight explosion, detailed and tight lines appeared on the portholes.
"There are cracks in the hull of Hongyan. Repeat, there are cracks in the hull of Hongyan." 』
He was already speaking with great effort. The blood vessels in his body seemed to be constantly collapsing and exploding, and his retinas were rapidly becoming congested with blood.
There was no gorgeous picture in front of us, no gravitational lensing effect, just the black hole of the universe and the faintly shining stars.
"The swan geese will speed up...repeat, the swan geese will speed up..."
There were thin wounds on the fingers, and drops of blood were squeezed out.
Consciousness is blurring and breathing becomes extremely difficult;
The chair has almost crushed him into a ball, the space has changed from nearly flat to a curved surface, and the spaceship and him are being tamed by space.
There seemed to be light flashing in front of my eyes.
I can no longer feel whether I am still holding the handle of the car clock.
"The Hongyan... cannot approach the target star... repeat... the Hongyan cannot approach." 』
"The pressure is reaching its limit. 』
"Swan geese, go forward five... May my motherland and planet... prosper." 』
Drowsiness, deathly drowsiness;
Until he vaguely heard the announcement of an electronically synthesized female voice.
Wow, unknown airspace detected.
Drop, it is detected that the wormhole begins to collapse.
'Collapse? '
As soon as this thought came up, there was a long period of silence, and the previous life had come to an end.
…
Then;
Then someone asked in his ear: "You are about to be wiped out by the Heavenly Palace with divine power. Do you feel desperate?" '
Wu Huan suddenly wanted to laugh.
They tried to hold him here and make him give up resisting, giving up struggling, and giving up on living his second life.
Yuan Shen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the ghostly ghosts in front of him, looking at the afterimages of the gods wearing masks!
Yuan Shen ignored the pull of those ghosts and slowly got up, climbing up with difficulty but strength.
Feel the violent spiritual energy gathering above your head;
Feeling the divine power of divine punishment that was about to destroy his body and soul like a torrent.
He feels everything that can be felt.
call!
Wu Wan Yuan Shen was suddenly wrapped in flames.
Around his body lying on his back, hot fireballs emerged out of thin air, constantly rotating around him, and then quickly shrank, forming a sea of stars.
That is His way;
The avenue of the source of the stars that is completely different from the way of the Star God!
【I came across the stars,
Through the long darkness and loneliness,
Having experienced the depth and indifference of the universe,
Be in awe of the smallness of living things and the greatness of nature.
But I can't accept it,
You claim to be great, but you reduce me to insignificance.
My life should not be arbitrarily taken away by the so-called divine right.
I was born lonely, but I will never be lonely again.
The stars cast my body, and my heart embraces the world.
The palace of heaven destroys my god, and I will destroy my magical power!
Ren Xian, Wu Wan, Ding...this trip is worthwhile. 】
Buzz——
Wu Wan's body suddenly erupted with rays of light, and his figure that was originally lying on his back by the pit floated quickly.
A shock wave rippled around him!
His body turned around and stood upright in the air, his eyes filled with silvery white divine light, and more stars gathered under his feet.
In an instant, the stars shine brightly!
His long hair was dyed silver-white, and his body was covered in burnt black and bloody scabs.
The Taoist sword floated around him, turning rapidly; but the golden dragon armor had already disappeared!
Beside the Thunder Pond of the Heavenly Palace, Da Siming frowned, while Young Siming's eyes were full of splendor.
The little god above the thunder pool looked pale. He suddenly roared and threw the halberd into the lightning!
The thunder spots in the calamity cloud shone brightly, and instantly collapsed on their own, leaving only forty-nine thunder spots with a diameter of one hundred feet, which exploded into boundless thunder!
The thunder gathered together and formed into a purple-red thunder dragon, lowering its head and roaring at Wu Wan!
This moment!
The world was in turmoil, and a barefoot old man wearing a raincoat appeared.
The Shennong clan has reached the edge of catastrophe!
High in the sky, the starlight that was about to burst out with the divine power of the stars had reached the highest point of its power concentration at this moment; Cang Xue stood in the Starry Sky Temple with her eyes tightly closed.
"W-Xing!"
Wu Wu raised his arms and shouted, his voice was so powerful!
The avenue trembles because of him, and the heaven and earth roar for him!
Endless starlight rushed in and merged into his body, igniting 30% of the fierce god's power that he had completely absorbed while sleeping!
His newly transformed soul was overwhelmed by the starlight.
hold head high--
Cang Long Yin!
A hundred-foot-long golden dragon wrapped around Wu Wan's figure!
It has five claws and a ferocious face. The dragon whiskers are dancing downwards, and the raised dragon head is full of anger.
The thunder dragon roared towards him, and the golden dragon's body swung and rushed into the air.
The two dragons collided, and the thunder dragon was knocked out of boundless lightning. The universe fluctuated violently, causing layer after layer of ripples!
This situation is like a desperate fight between immortals;
But its momentum seems to shatter this world!
After all, the thunder dragon was condensed with divine power. After a brief burst, it lost its stamina. The golden dragon smashed the thunder dragon's head with one claw. Facing the remaining divine power of the palace, it raised its head and roared, and the dragon roared endlessly!
After a while, the golden dragon disappeared.
Wu Wan's figure slipped from the air, like a fallen leaf, swaying and tumbling.
Hundreds of streams of light flickered, but they all rushed towards Wu Wan's landing point, with big and small hands reaching forward, trying to catch his body.
News of the golden dragon's tribulation has begun to spread in the human realm.
…
"Divine power?"
Da Siming murmured in a low voice, staring at the shadow that was about to disappear above the thunder pool, "Why does he have divine power in his body?"
Shao Siming said: "Nephew Li's body has never been recovered."
"You mean, the human realm has mastered how to plunder divine power?"
Da Siming's voice was slightly trembling.
"Humans, can we use our divine power?"
While speaking, he suddenly looked at the thunder pool, and there were balls of divine light flashing in his palms.
Shao Siming frowned and said: "Wuwangzi has survived the catastrophe, how can you attack him again? This is the divine covenant between His Majesty and the Suiren clan. Since it is a promise, it should be abided by."
Da Siming said coldly: "This son must not be kept. If we don't kill him today, he may be a big trouble for the Heavenly Palace in the future! This is completely different from those extraordinary ones. He can absorb divine power!"
Shao Siming said: "You seem to be afraid of Wu Huanzi?"
Da Siming said calmly: "I just like to take precautions before they happen."
"If you don't have the ambition to rule all spirits, why bother to start the matter of ruling all spirits?"
"Don't say more..."
"ah."
A soft sigh suddenly floated out from the thunder pool, interrupting the argument between the two great gods beside the pool.
The shadow above the thunder pool turned into an old man at some point.
He was wearing a raincoat, with a calm face and a translucent figure. He just stood quietly above the thunder pond, his eyes unruffled.
Human Emperor, Shennong.
"Heavenly Palace."
Shennong slowly uttered two words, with a slightly sarcastic smile on his lips.
Then, cracks suddenly appeared on the jade platform at the edge of the Thunder Punishment Pond that day!
Shen Nong struck forward with a palm, and Da Siming's right sleeve fluttered, and he immediately greeted him with a palm!
The heaven trembles and the sea of clouds surges!
The creatures on the earth fell into panic. They looked at the corner of the heavenly palace that suddenly collapsed and felt the fluctuations of the avenue in the heavenly palace.
Fired meteorites appeared in the sky.
In the ruins in that corner, Da Siming put his right hand behind his back, his arm trembling constantly, looking coldly at the place where Shennong's shadow disappeared.
"Repair the thunder pool and don't give the realm an opportunity to take advantage of it!"
Young Siming, who was standing quietly not far away, didn't even look here. He opened his delicate hands and held up all the 'meteorites' that fell to the earth, dragging them back to the ruins.
The consciousness that was sleeping deep in the Heavenly Palace was not awakened.
