The sea of stars was incomparably spectacular!
The black hole was spinning at high speed.
As the ultimate celestial body of the universe.
This terrifying monster was using gravity as a tentacle at every moment to pry open the entire galaxy and even the universe!
Therefore, after countless years of prying, the black hole captured the galaxy and even the universe.
They shaped the universe, and they also changed it.
The stars shone!
Actually, they were only shining for the black hole.
The light of all the stars became resplendent and beautiful in the black hole's horizon.
Here, you could see the true appearance of the entire galaxy and even the entire universe.
Ling Ping'an held Li An'an's hand and strolled into the black hole's horizon.
He ignored the black hole's gravity and the basic physical rules of the universe.
Time had become his toy.
Matter also became his captive.
Rules?
The rules were him! He was the rules!
"I create all things..."
"I also deconstruct all things..."
"Molecules and atoms are the code I wrote!"
"The four basic forces are the programs I run in the background!"
Thus...
"Aunt, let's watch a cosmic firework!" Ling Ping'an said with a smile.
Then, he snapped his fingers.
Outside the black hole's horizon, two silent celestial bodies orbiting the black hole, pulsars, suddenly began to explode.
Gamma rays accompanied the huge explosion, piercing through the universe.
Gravitational waves began to leave a deep mark in the background of the universe.
Li An'an was stunned.
This was indeed an incomparably beautiful and resplendent scene.
It could not be described with words, nor could it be described with words.
"Ping'an... why are you so powerful?" Li An'an couldn't help but ask.
"Hehe..." Ling Ping'an laughed, "Because... I'm that powerful!"
Now, he finally understood and knew his true self.
He was him.
He was still him!
He was the bookstore owner on Earth who only wanted to eat and wait for death.
He was also the supreme God of Blindness and Stupidity that devoured all worlds.
He was also the Primordial Chaos Core that was born from chaos and darkness.
He was also a primordial god born from the human emperor's spirituality under the protection of the Taiyi True Spirit.
He could go back in time and return to the origin, changing his background, bloodline, and form at will.
He could also jump to the end of time and choose to restart everything at the end of the myriad worlds, opening up the myriad worlds again.
So, who was he? It depended on himself.
It also depended on whether he could maintain his own cognition under the impact of so much information, knowledge, and power.
He felt that he was Ling Ping'an, so he was Ling Ping'an.
He could be completely powerless.
He could also open up a new world with a wave of his hand!
It all depended on his choice.
He had already made his choice!
"Aunty..." Holding Li An'an's little hand, after strolling in the galaxy for an unknown amount of time, Ling Ping's peace of mind was completely undone. He looked at his aunt, his closest and dearest relative.
"Wait for me on Earth …"
"I still have something to do here …"
"When I'm done, I'll come back to pick you up …"
"I will take you with me and fly across all of this …"
"Climb to a higher dimension!"
He could already feel it.
The main body was calling him.
It called for him to return and control the power of the main body.
If it was in the past, he would not have dared to do so.
But now …
Ling Ping'an, who had already seen his true self, no longer had any scruples.
Because he was the Primordial Chaos Core.
… …
In the depths of the dark and chaotic universe.
The origin of the Big Bang.
The infinitely small and infinitely large whirlpool spun slowly.
Ling Ping'an stepped into it.
Then, he arrived at the gap between the universes.
Countless universes were like whirlpools, shining in the dark fog in the distance.
The uneven space was deeply pulled by the gravity of these universes.
Standing here, one could easily see that the so-called universe was actually a dazzling behemoth that was connected together like a pearl chain.
Every pearl chain was nestled against each other.
They formed a long river of time that kept flowing forward.
Only existences who came here could follow the long river of time and return to the starting point of time, the origin of matter.
Occupying the starting point of time, one could change history at will.
However, there were very, very few people who could do this.
At least, in the boundless universe and the endless river of time, there were less than a hundred people who could do this.
In the eyes of these existences, the other universes were like ownerless wastelands.
As long as they were willing, they could project their imprints over.
Then, following time, returning to the origin, turning this universe into their own private property, opening up the so-called Whirling World, Pure Land, and Secret Realm.
They could even plunder the universe of other universes into their own river of time.
However, all things would perish, and all things would not perish.
Even if they had grown to the point where they could trace back to the source of time, it would be difficult to change the drying up and stopping of their own river of time.
At this point, the river of time would stop flowing, and everything would be destroyed.
That great one would eventually die.
Their remnant bodies would fall into chaos under the push of the myriad worlds.
As time passed, more and more remnant bodies fell from chaos.
The remnant bodies decayed and turned into the original fog of chaos, the nameless fog.
It was also the original Outer God.
A monster that didn\'t even have any instincts and only knew how to wander in the depths of chaos.
The nameless fog grew thicker and thicker.
Thus, the natural enemy of all universes, the final destroyer and scavenger, the primordial core of chaos, the God of Blindness and Stupidity.
These were all things that Ling Ping\ 'an naturally knew.
He walked slowly among them.
He crossed the river of time.
Countless tentacles hung down from a higher dimension and went deep into the river of time.
Looking at these tentacles, Ling Ping\ 'an seemed to see his past.
As a monster, how did he get to where he was today step by step.
The primordial core of chaos that was born didn\'t even have instincts.
It was just blindly attracted by the death aura of the universe.
It violently destroyed and devoured those dying universes.
Until he ate too much.
He couldn\'t digest these blindly devoured universes.
Thus, the remaining consciousness in the wreckage of these universes was slowly transformed in his body.
Just like the bacteria in the human body.
These bacteria continued to reproduce, evolve, and adapt.
Gradually, the first batch of Outer Gods born from the primordial core of chaos was born.
The mother of darkness, the black goat of the forest that gave birth to thousands of heirs.
The faceless god, the wriggling chaos, Nyarlathotep.
The silver key, all things return to one, Yogsothoth.
When the three pillar gods were born, the blind and stupid, the primordial core of chaos, gave birth to instincts.
And the three pillar gods directly coexisted with this instinct.
Just like a computer.
The computer itself didn\'t have intelligence, only computing power.
But the program might have it!
Over the long years, the primordial core of chaos gradually hatched a little bit of self-awareness from its instincts.
This little bit of self-awareness constantly interacted with the feedback brought back by the three pillar gods.
Finally, gradually, there was the concept of awakening.
When the primordial core of chaos awakened.
All the universes that were controlled by it would be destroyed!
Only when it fell asleep again could it be restarted.
That was because everything was similar to a computer program in a quantum state.
Awakening meant that the primordial core of chaos had retracted all its computing power.
But this...
It was still not enough, far from enough.
Because computing power was just computing power.
Mechanical instincts, quantum in the state of chaos.
So...
He needed his true self!
This was Ling Ping\ 'an!
The product of a great plan!
The product of the primordial core of chaos\'s self-demand.
The creation that had been simulated by countless universes.
One that was prepared for himself...
Commander, or rather, brain center!
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