What was Saint?
Based on the information Zheng had obtained, as well as the comprehension he gained after reaching his current level of strength, the Saint he knew was a realm of transcendence.
As everyone knew, there was no such thing as eternal immortality in this world. Even the stars would extinguish one day, and even the universe would disappear one day. The so-called eternal immortality itself was a kind of paradox.
Zheng had thought so in the past, until he experienced many worlds in this God's Realm, saw many existences, and understood many truths. Only then did he know of the so-called near-eternal existence.
Of course, there were many differences between these near-eternal existences. First of all, the most common, and also the weakest, were spirits born in a plane. Generally speaking, non-magic planes would only have spirits in the earliest days, and they were very weak. Basically, they would disappear after the plane's earliest days. Even if there were remnants, they would never be seen by outsiders. They would fall into an eternal slumber, almost as if they didn't exist.
This kind of spirits included natural spirits, natural spirits, and spirits of faith. Strictly speaking, the various gods in those planes, as long as they didn't exist beyond the plane itself, were so-called spirits of faith. They were only equivalent to one of the many living beings. Although these spirits of faith called other living beings ordinary, they were actually just ordinary beings. It could only be said that this type of spirit relied on the plane itself, absorbing the plane's energy and laws to survive. Their metabolism was nourished by the outside world, which was why they appeared eternal. But in reality, when the plane was destroyed, or even when the plane underwent a violent calamity, the only outcome for these spirits was to fall. Therefore, they could only be considered near-eternal.
The most crucial point of eternal indestructibility was the problem of one's own metabolism. In other words, there must be a source of external energy that one could continuously draw upon. Moreover, one must also be able to draw upon it. As long as these two points were met, one could attain near-eternal indestructibility. Apart from those Spirits, Zheng had also seen many near-eternal existences in the many planes he had come into contact with. Without exception, these existences had all evolved themselves to attain near-eternal indestructibility.
For example, Magicians, Cultivators, Qi cultivators, and … all kinds of different systems. But they all had one thing in common, and that was that as they grew stronger, they would continuously evolve and modify their own life factors. At the same time, they would form a stable energy circulation system in their bodies, replacing or evolving their own digestive system. At the same time, they would allow their life factors, genes, and so on to continuously renew and regenerate. Then, they would surpass ordinary life in one fell swoop and become near-eternal existences.
But these near-eternal existences, including spirits and evolvers, all had one biggest limitation, and that was their dependence on external energy. Whether it was Spirit Qi, the essence of the plane, faith, nuclear energy, antimatter energy, or even more exaggerated forms of energy, they all relied on these sources of energy. And as long as they relied on external sources of energy, there would be a day when these sources of energy would be exhausted. This was because the total amount of energy was constant, and an additional near-eternal existence meant an additional portion of consumption. Sooner or later, these near-eternal existences would also die.
Above these near-eternal existences, there was a type of Transcendents. These Transcendents existed in countless planes and were spoken of by countless near-eternal existences. There were many titles for them, such as Gods, Saints, Saints, Transcendents, Transcendents, Transcendents, Eternals … They were all used to describe them. Of course, there were many descriptions, but the most common one was … Saints.
Saint referred to this group of true immortals, because they no longer relied on external sources of energy. They had already reached the point where they could exist independently. If the plane was destroyed, they would exist. If the world was destroyed, they would exist. If all things were destroyed, they would exist. This was this group of Transcendents. They no longer needed any external sources of energy to maintain themselves, because their innermost core was enough to support their consumption and maintenance, allowing them to exist for billions and billions of years.
Zheng already had some understanding of how to become a Saint. In fact, he had already taken half a step into this critical point. Of course, he hadn't achieved it yet, so he didn't know much about it. However, he knew the most important requirement to become a Saint, and that was to let the Light of the Soul evolve to the extreme, and then become one with the body. With the body as one, the body would be one's own sky, one's own earth, one's own world, and then the Light of the Soul would provide the energy needed to maintain one's body. In this way, the path of eternity and indestructibility would be right before one's eyes.
It was precisely because of this that Saint was the so-called Transcendent, the so-called God of God, and the so-called Eternal. Saint was different from all beings below Saint, because the most important problem was that Saint was no longer a living being. He was an existence that had transcended after reaching the critical point of evolution, because a Saint could be considered a world. If you fought against a Saint, then you weren't fighting against a person or a living being, but against a world.
Before creating Vacuum Genesis, Zheng had already fought against Sacred. However, it wasn't Sacred's true body. Every time he fought against Sacred's projection or one of his avatars, he would feel extremely sullen. Ignoring the details for now, he felt that he couldn't even use 50% of his strength in every battle. And the key point was … Sacred just couldn't be killed no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't be killed no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't be killed no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't be killed no matter what …
It was only after he created Vacuum Creation that he understood the reason. Once a Saint became, the first thing they would do was to carve the first and final mark of a Saint upon the Multiverse. The carving was not done by a Saint deliberately or on his own initiative, but a Saint himself, which was within the scope of such a mark. It was an action on the Strings of the Multiverse, and if the entire Multiverse was a flat membrane, every plane would be a point. The concave point formed on the membrane was the essential mass of a plane's existence, greater than the mass of the Void of the entire Multiverse, a mark left on the membrane as if it was being squeezed.
As for Saint … he had similarly left a mark on the membrane of the Multiverse, and it was much more obvious and larger than the mark of a plane!
To truly kill Saint, apart from destroying his physical body and every other existence, the mark must be wiped away as well. Otherwise, Saint would soon be reborn from the mark!
And that wasn't all. In a battle against Saint, apart from the attacks on the surface, one would also be constantly attacked by the mark carved by Saint. To put it simply, wherever Saint was, it would turn into a concave mark of the Multiverse that was of the same attribute as him. And that was why when Saint appeared, the world would definitely resonate with him, producing a voice or song that matched his Divine Path. It wasn't the so-called congratulations of the world, but merely Saint trying to flatter himself. That was actually the groaning of the plane and the universe, wailing, despairing, and begging for mercy!
All beneath Saint were ants. Those weren't empty words or threats, but truly the words of despair uttered by countless non-Saint existences challenging Saint!
Zheng's avatar was trembling lightly, both out of fear and excitement. This was the first time he was fighting against a true Saint since he created Void Genesis. Moreover, it was a Saint who was at the top, a superior existence who had found an even higher Path of Transcendence among Transcendents. Such an existence was like a master or a leader among Saints. They were so rare that they were considered protected animals in the entire multiverse. No, they were already extinct. It was understandable that Zheng wasn't afraid, but excitement was understandable. After all, at his current level of strength, it could be said that no existence other than Transcendents could force him to fight with his full strength. How could he not be excited when he finally encountered an opponent to fight?
That was why he didn't attack, allowing the giant mountain to evolve and nurture a physical body capable of carrying a strand of Luo's divine will. In truth, it would be useless even if he attacked. Even if he destroyed the Underworld Shard, he probably wouldn't be able to stop it from being born. Rather than that, he might as well fight with all his might and defeat it head-on. Wouldn't that be great?!
Could he win? No, another way to put it was … would he die?
From the final battle, from the little house in the forest, from the Immortal's teacher, from the Mother of Insectoids … Zheng felt as if his blood was about to boil once again!
"Faster, faster, faster. It's just an energy body formed from the resonance of the microscopic entangled state of particles. It might be blown apart as soon as I make a move … Not bad. This move borrowed from Doctor Manhattan's inspiration, but it's not the main body after all …"
When a faint sound began to emerge from the melting mountain, it was a low and deep sound of iron and blood. It was like the prayer of a fighting nation before going to the battlefield, or the war song of despair in a bloody battle. It was full of majesty, blood, and endless unwillingness and fighting spirit. This song slowly resounded throughout the world from the melting mountain cocoon.
The light Zheng raised his head and looked at the crack in the sky without moving. After an unknown amount of time, when the entire mountain suddenly exploded, a seven meter tall figure with three heads and six arms appeared. Each head had a different expression, one of anger, one of peace, and one of compassion. The six arms each held a sword, a bow, a halberd, a pestle, a lamp, and a knife. The moment it appeared, a blood red flame ignited under its feet, as if a blood red cloud was supporting it. Boundless blood also surged out from where it jumped out.
At the same time, where Lin Juntian and Liu Yu were trapped, where Chu Hao had just been dragged out from the Path of Return, and right in front of the mountain, three figures of light charged up. In a flash, they charged into the crack in the sky. Then, a three meter tall figure with two wings and tangled muscles descended from above. The three figures of light charged into the winged figure. The next moment, Zheng's roar resounded throughout the Underworld.
"Ro! For that punch in the little house in the forest! "
"I'm coming for revenge!"
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