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The movement of the universe never stopped, accelerating and expanding, as if there was a huge dark repulsive force of unknown origin approaching and constantly strengthening, pushing away countless galaxies, causing them to get further and further away from each other, flying towards the end of the universe.
Of course, this could only be noticed in a very large time span unit.
In a small span of time, the silent universe seemed to be eternally still. It was remote and deep, quiet and vast. The contrast between black and light made the dark and white distinct, like a dark ocean. Clusters of nebulae were gorgeous and illusory. Billions of stars were bright and bright like the Ganges River, like a picture that was frozen.
In the background of the dark space, it was remote and cold, lonely and without a trace of sound. A little light flickered from the deep darkness, and then immediately became silent. After a long time, from the direction of the flickering light, a sharp black spear flew over silently. It was covered with cosmic dust, and it flew over silently, shooting further into the silent deep space, gradually disappearing from sight. Only when it occasionally hit the thin particles drifting in space, could the light of the spear be seen again …
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When Chu Yunsheng regained consciousness, he couldn't feel anything. He couldn't see, hear, smell, touch, or taste anything. It was as if nothing existed except for himself.
In a mass of chaos, only his consciousness and memory told him that he was still alive, but he did not know where he was.
'Am I really still alive?' He asked himself. Maybe to that world, he was already dead.
Loneliness and no feelings were not the cruelest torture in the world for Chu Yunsheng. He had the experience of level-six heartbreak, so he might be able to endure it. But when it came to the last reincarnation of that world, he was filled with endless sadness.
That was the world he longed for at the last moment, but he could not stay in it. All the foreign consciousness had been eliminated, and the node should have been completely closed, like a bubble that had broken away from the membrane, deducing until the end of the universe. There were no more variables, no more micro-adjustments, just like a real dead world, or a world that the dead could no longer feel, existed and would never exist again.
There were his family, his love, if he stayed, maybe his daughter, but if he really stayed, the tragedy would repeat itself, and there would be no end to the reincarnation … Everything was like an endless hell, and he would never be able to reincarnate.
He wanted to stay for the rest of his life, but it was really difficult.
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When he "woke up" again, he was able to see some things, up and down, left and right, covering a huge cube. There was no size, no distance, so he knew that he should be in the zero-dimensional space.
The Wuzi Fragment wrapped his consciousness, the cube maintained the zero-dimensional space, and the black gas provided him with the energy to "live" in the zero-dimensional space temporarily.
However, zero-dimensional space was zero-dimensional space after all. It had no size, no direction, and no position. If there was no three-dimensional body to provide a dimensional medium, it would never be able to perceive everything outside.
The cube was just a tool. It could connect to the perception of the three-dimensional body, it could also cut it off, and it could even hide it. However, it could not replace the perception of the three-dimensional body as the medium of the multi-dimensional world. These were two different things.
Therefore, Chu Yunsheng could basically conclude that his body no longer existed. Otherwise, the cube would have immediately discovered him and merged with him, instead of appearing like this.
Although he didn't know why the cube from the node of the Pseudo-Monolith did not disappear, it was obvious that it belonged to the zero-dimensional consciousness, and it had "exchanged" a lot of information with the Wuzi Fragment.
He used the Wuzi Fragment to form a body and walked around the zero-dimensional space maintained by the cube. In any case, compared with the last time he was trapped in the zero-dimensional space, the situation this time was much better. At least he still had something to do. Otherwise, not to mention the emptiness and loneliness, just the thought of that world could make him go crazy.
Using the Wuzi Fragment, the black gas, and the third mysterious force as a balance, purifying the black gas bit by bit, storing the black gas, and increasing the number of his control of the Wuzi Fragment was enough for him to spend countless years until he figured out a way to rebuild his body.
He just felt that his ability to control the Wuzi Fragment had returned to the original level, and it was no longer the ability he had when he was in the Sword Creation State. This was also one of the important reasons for him to judge that he had walked out of the node of the Pseudo-Monolith.
The Sword Creation State was the world of the shadowy figure, but it was also his reincarnation. So there, he had an absolute advantage to control the Sword Creation State, but not here.
But it was not completely back to its original state. He could feel a trace of qualitative change in the fusion of the Wuzi Fragment and his consciousness, which was different from before. To be exact, he should be able to control the Wuzi Fragment to form the Wuzi Sword at will, and it was not limited to the zero-dimensional space. It was just that he didn't have a body now, so he couldn't test it.
And the quality of this sword depended on the number of Wuzi Fragments he could control!
If he injected pure black gas into the Wuzi Sword, even if he encountered a Yuan Tian stage four master, even if he couldn't defeat them, it should not be a problem for Xiao Ran to leave. He still remembered that under the attack of the Wuzi Sword, it was able to directly cut off the giant finger of the third Baktun.
In the current situation, Chu Yunsheng was no longer prepared to rely on the ancient book. He wanted to rely on himself, learn from all kinds of things, and practice the "Wuzi Sword Technique" that was truly unparalleled in the world!
Thinking of the ancient book, he suddenly stopped, frowned, and searched around, but his "heart" was pounding. For him, the existence of the ancient book was extremely important!
After searching for a long time, he didn't find its existence at all. Logically speaking, even if it was not in the zero-dimensional space, he should be able to sense it.
Why did it disappear?
Chu Yunsheng was sure that there was no trace of it in the zero-dimensional space, and he couldn't sense its existence. Suddenly, he "flew" up, and his expression changed greatly!
"Could it be that the separation of the godhood was successful? Song Ying is not dead yet? She came out alive and got the position of the godhood? "
"Or, I have died, and the godhood has been inherited by my daughter. Is she still alive?"
His eyes were full of excitement. Once upon a time, he was always worried that the ancient book would be lost or taken away. But now, the ancient book was gone, but he didn't feel depressed at all. Instead, he was happy as if he had heard great news.
If Senior was aware of this in the underworld, he could only sigh at the vicissitudes of life.
However, after coming out of that sad world and being in the zero-dimensional space, what else could make Chu Yunsheng so happy and hopeful now?
One of the two possibilities must be one of them. Otherwise, the third Baktun wouldn't want to go into the Pseudo-Monolith to kill him. No matter which one it was, it made him feel a little comforted.
But to find them, he must first find the earth or Ding Yan's Sky City. He believed that if his daughter was not dead, whether it was Ding Yan or Tan Ning, they would definitely take good care of her. He never really blamed Tan Ning. Through her eyes, he believed that she would not kill his daughter. And if it was Song Ying who was alive, unlike himself, she was likely to appear near the Pseudo-Monolith, because the node was on the earth. Mo Wuluo was there, and the sixth sequence said that his awakened ability of wood elemental energy could regenerate bones and reshape a body.
He looked at the invisible starry sky with hopeful and moist eyes, as if he could see the place where the nine stars were circling, the blue planet, and the white moonlight.
No matter how evil, dirty, despicable, shameless, cold-blooded she was in the mouth of the third Baktun, even if all the ugliest and most vicious words in the world were added to her, that place would always be his hometown, always be his "mother", the place he loved most!
Yesterday's things could not be kept, but yesterday's people were still there.
There was everything he had, the people he loved, the people who loved him, his parents, Li, his aunt, his daughter … Xiao Hai, Edgar, Yao Xiang, Xiao Chuan, Yu Hanwu … Hu Zai, Big Insect, Old Purple … Whether they were dead or alive, they were all there. They were born there, buried there, and that was his home!
If anyone dared to destroy her, even if he stood aloof from the world and only wanted to protect himself, even if his godhood was destroyed, he would still pick up a brick and fight to the end!
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