The fight between the Progenitors of Abyss Builders' Progenitors was a competition to see who could last until the end and not turn into a skeleton during the passage of time. In this aspect, the Progenitor of Abyss Builders' Progenitors had an advantage, because he had lived for so long that he could reverse tens of thousands of years.
Su Ming might not have an advantage in this aspect, but he did not cast any of the Art of Time. He only sat there calmly and stared at the galaxy and the universe. He simply allowed the Progenitor of Abyss Builders to cast his Art.
It was like a tree. When wind blew against it, it might sway along with it, but wind was wind, and the tree was still a tree. It would only sway for a moment, and it would be insufferably arrogant.
When the autumn wind passed by and the morning sun rose, the tree would still stand tall. If you saw it move, it would move, and if you saw it not move, it would not move.
There was once someone who said that what moved was the hearts of the people who looked at the tree. They said that because the focus was on the people who looked at the tree, but to Su Ming, what moved was his own heart … because he did not care about the hearts of the people who looked at the tree. What he cared about was himself. If his heart did not move, then all manner of things would not move. If all manner of things did not move, then the universe would not move. Then … all wills would not move.
The person who looked at the tree left with a smile, thinking that he had gained an epiphany, but at the instant he turned around, he thought that he had gained an epiphany, but in truth, the tree had gained an epiphany. What came after karma … was not true or false, and neither was it true or false. Instead … when a person knew who he was, he would no longer be himself. When the person did not know who he was, he would only be himself.
If he did not move, he would not understand. It was precisely because he did not understand … that he did not need to understand. That was why he had come to understand a certain Realm, just like his change of heart. Once it ended, Su Ming came to understand an indescribable truth.
"You are looking at the tree, and the tree is also looking at you … You are trying to understand Dao, and Dao … is also trying to understand you. When you are you, you are not you, and when you are not you, you will only be you." A faint smile appeared on Su Ming's face. That smile was very faint, so faint that it could not be seen. It was the same smile that would appear at the corners of his lips when he had gained an epiphany.
This was a battle of Arts that did not involve any intense divine abilities. The powerful light from the Abyss Builders' Progenitor suppressed everything. In fact, when anyone looked over, it seemed to have suppressed the darkness that Su Ming represented. Yet in the end, in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the Abyss Builders' Progenitor opened his eyes, and a hint of fatigue appeared in them. There was also a hint of gratification in that fatigue, but it soon disappeared.
"I need a drop of your blood," the Abyss Builders' Progenitor said hoarsely when he opened his eyes.
Su Ming stood up. He did not speak, but instead slowly walked forward. He walked past the Progenitor of Abyss Builders and into the distance. On the way … he did not speak.
When Su Ming left into the distance, blood trickled out of the corners of Abyss Builders' Progenitor's mouth. It fell on his robes and seemed to be able to fuse with them.
He was defeated.
His Time Divine Ability was so strong that he could turn back tens of thousands of years in the blink of an eye. However, he still lost to Su Ming. Even if Su Ming had not executed a single Time Divine Ability since the start, he still lost completely.
It was as if he had turned into the wind and a person watching the trees.
This was a form of mental defeat. Even if he had lost, a smile appeared on his face. It was as if for the first time in his life, he did not care about Old Man Extermination's mission. Instead, he smiled from the bottom of his heart.
Old Man Extermination was his benefactor, and he wanted to repay his kindness. The Abyss Builders wanted to repay him, but no matter what … he was the Abyss Builders' Progenitor. This status was often overlooked, but in his heart … it was what he was the most proud of.
"You are the first person to understand the true essence of the Abyss Builders' inborn ability to control time," the Abyss Builders' Progenitor said softly. The Abyss Builders' Progenitor said softly. After a long while, he stood up, but he did not turn his head back either. He walked into the distance, and as he did so, he smiled. When he was far into the distance, his robes turned to ash, then his legs, upper body, head, and soul. When he walked into the distance, he truly died.
From then on, all traces of him disappeared without a trace. He had died … to his own Flowing Time divine ability!
It was very profound. Perhaps there were not many people who understood it, but that was how divine abilities and Dao … were.
"I still underestimated him …" When the Abyss Builders' Progenitor's body disappeared, Old Man Extermination, who was sitting and meditating on the hidden ancient ship in the fourth Expanse Cosmos, sighed softly and mumbled to himself.
"The inborn ability to control time was born in the final aeon of the four Harmonious Morus Alba Expanse Cosmos I went through. There were no exceptions, and it was the same for this Harmonious Morus Alba.
"It's just like how people like to reminisce when they are old. Since Harmonious Morus Alba no longer has a future, this divine ability to reverse time can only exist in the past. In truth, before Harmonious Morus Alba was destroyed, it created a race out of instinct.
"I gathered together the bloodlines of the races born in the final aeon of the previous three Expanse Cosmoses who possessed this inborn ability. In the fourth Harmonious Morus Alba, I found the Great Abyss Tribe, which was born in their Expanse Cosmos. After researching countless races, I found a perfect way to fuse them together. Once I modified them, I created the Abyss Builders, a race that gathered the inborn ability to control time from the four Harmonious Morus Alba Expanse Cosmoses.
"This is a beautiful race … a breathtaking race that will make others envious.
"Because their inborn ability is too great, it's impossible for me to allow this race to continue developing. That's why I have to destroy it, because I only want the strongest in this race!
"You Ming is one of them, and Su Xuan Yi is also one of them. As for Su Ming … he was originally not someone I paid attention to, but due to a stroke of fate, he grew to this extent!
"He Possessed the True World's will and became the strongest in this aeon. He stepped into the later stage of Avacaniya Realm, but even so, he was still under my control. None of the lives in Harmonious Morus Alba Expanse Cosmos could escape from their fates.
"They could not avoid becoming sacrifices that Xuan Zang needed, and they also became a secret between me and Xuan Zang that has never been revealed," Old Man Extermination mumbled and lifted his head to look at the distant galaxy.
"But he …" A ferocious look suddenly appeared on Old Man Extermination's face, causing it to contort. A presence that he could not suppress spread out from his body.
"He actually managed to grasp the essence of the divine ability to reverse time. This is a state I came into contact with after thinking about it for a long, long time. How … did he manage to gain such an epiphany?!
"There are four levels to the Art of Time Reversal. The first is when the wind blows against the tree. It can be seen as a simple reversal of time. The second is when the wind blows against the tree. The tree will be moved by the wind, and the tree will remain motionless as long as its owner's heart does not move!
"The third level is when the person becomes the tree. Only when he reaches this level can he truly understand what the inborn ability to reverse time is!
"As for the fourth level, I have only scratched the surface of it, but during that instant just now, I clearly sensed … the signs of the fourth level on him." As Old Man Extermination's expression twisted, a fierce glare gradually appeared in his eyes.
"Even if you are the strongest among the four butterflies in Harmonious Morus Alba Expanse Cosmos I have experienced … you are bound to be unable to avoid the fate of becoming an offering!
"You are bound to be an offering, and I am bound to be able to take that final step and become an existence like Xuan Zang … Time is not up yet. There are only four hundred something years left. Soon, soon …" Old Man Extermination's expression was no longer ferocious. His distorted expression turned calm. He cast a deep glance into the distance, then turned his head around to look at the gap leading to the Vast Expanse. His gaze pierced through the Vast Expanse, and no one knew where he was looking. Vaguely, he seemed to be able to see a Feng Shui compass that made him tremble in the endless Vast Expanse charging towards him.
He saw a young man with black hair and black robes sitting cross-legged on the Feng Shui compass. He had an aloof and expressionless expression on his face, and he saw a string of pearls on his right wrist. Some of them shone with a dark light that fluctuated between bright and dark.
Fear appeared in Old Man Extermination's eyes. His heart trembled. When he averted his gaze, he sucked in a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.
…..
Su Ming walked through the galaxy. He seemed to have become used to the booming sounds around him. He did not turn his head back, because he knew that Abyss Builders' Progenitor had already found the place where he would return to the Void of Return, and he had died under his own divine ability to reverse time.
Perhaps this sort of ending was an invisible release for Abyss Builders' Progenitor, but only he knew the answer. No one else could figure out what had been going through his heart over the tens of thousands of years.
Even Old Man Extermination could not do this.
He had quietly watched the race he had developed with his own hands turn into ruins because of his actions. Countless of his people had died, and the shrill roars they let out before they died. No one knew whether Abyss Builders' Progenitor would occasionally think about it while he meditated alone.
Perhaps he would, because he was Abyss Builders' Progenitor.
Perhaps he would not, because he was Extermination's slave.
Su Ming walked quietly through the galaxy. His footsteps were not quick, but every single time he took a step forward, the galaxy would change until he stopped in front of a cultivation planet.
When Su Ming stared at the cultivation planet in front of him, what he saw with his left eye was an overflowing life force. There were countless cultivators training on it, and many mortals lived happily on it. There were green mountains, clear waters, blue skies, and oceans on the ground. There was even more life force in the mountains, and the rising and falling of the mountains seemed to be filled with the existence of a law.
There was a shepherd boy standing at the mountainside, and he was staring at Su Ming.
However … in Su Ming's right eye, he saw a huge ball of flesh that exuded a foul stench. That ball of flesh had countless tentacles squirming about. The mountain ranges on it were its protruding bone spikes, the sea was a swamp on its back, and the rising and falling mountains were just the bones on its body. As for the cultivators and mortals, all of them … were skeletons that no longer had any signs of life and had been dead for an unknown number of years.
There was a slanted bone spike at the center of the huge ball of flesh's brows. There was a shepherd boy standing at the mountainside, and he was staring at Su Ming.
Today's PSP was Prestige's Single Cycle.
The two Chinese tunics were for Kaka, and they were for two people. Tomorrow, Su Ming would continue choosing his fellow Daoists. Besides a PSP, he would also receive a very big gift — an iPad!
There were only two updates today, and he would continue with three updates tomorrow. He was very tired, and he had been writing very slowly. He wanted to rest.
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