After Tang Shidao announced 'Myriad Colors', everyone began their own cultivation. Whether they understood these contents or not, at least they now had a direction. At the same time, these people didn't lack time or wisdom. If they couldn't figure out something for a while, they could slowly think about it. For people at this level, not doing it was the only failure.
If they did it, any experience was a gain.
Tang Shidao didn't stop either.
He continued to listen.
He continued to study.
He continued to cultivate.
There was no shortcut on this path now, only continuous improvement. Because the direction was already there, it didn't matter whether it was right or wrong. But he had to persevere.
After an unknown period of time.
Suddenly.
One day, a voice sounded naturally.
This wasn't the 'sound' of the fluctuation frequency of the colorless attack on the Null Realm, but a real voice. It could even be said that this wasn't a telepathic transmission, it was a voice in the ear. Although there was no one around Tang Shidao, this voice really sounded.
"I haven't succeeded yet."
Hearing the simple first sentence, Tang Shidao knew who was talking.
There was only one person.
Or rather.
At this level, there was only one person who could speak in his ear without revealing himself: the original owner of all the forbidden spells, the legendary eighth person. Except for him, no one could approach him without being discovered.
"I can't see you," Tang Shidao also responded.
"Well, so I haven't succeeded yet." The eighth person didn't report his name, and there was probably no need for it. After responding, he said, "I met some conditions, and part of me disappeared. But you all know me, remember me, and even use my forbidden spells. I've done some things, but that's not all. "
"Are there really seven people in front?"
"I'm not sure. Because of the Seven Legacies of the previous life, there are probably seven people. However, an estimate is always an estimate. The truth may be 70 or 700. By the same logic, the actual number may be less, only one or two. It's meaningless to guess the answer when you're not sure. "The eighth person didn't hide his shortcomings.
Tang Shidao didn't quite understand this kind of 'height'.
But.
This mode of existence was understandable.
The eighth person's' self 'was gone. It disappeared in the Null Realm or merged into the Null Realm. However, his' traces' didn't disappear and still remained. Furthermore, his power, the laws he created, and his creations all recorded his existence. On the surface, the eighth person disappeared, but his traces didn't disappear.
But strictly speaking, he didn't succeed.
"What are you here for?" Tang Shidao knew that the eighth person wouldn't come here for no reason.
"Small talk."
"Sounds reasonable...." Tang Shidao
Small talk?
Was he free?
Very free.
People at this level, people were really 'free'.
"Originally, I should have come to talk to you when you were working on 'Colorless'. However, I didn't expect you to have also researched Myriad Colors. That's why I didn't disturb you during that time. Now, I, I invited, "the eighth person to come and talk.
"where?".
"It's a very familiar place." After the eighth person finished speaking, countless clouds appeared around them.
In less than five breaths of time.
The environment changed drastically.
"The Creation Cloud Atlas, what does it have to do with you?" Tang Shidao was very familiar with this place. In the past, he had cultivated here countless times to find the answer.
"If I said that it was the breath I exhaled before I 'disappeared', would you believe me?"
"Really?" Tang Shidao wasn't surprised.
"More or less. Seriously speaking, it's a wisp of 'knowledge' that was stripped from me. It doesn't matter how it was stripped. Come in. I want to see how far you can go. "The eighth person didn't care. To him, nothing was important, not even the Creation Cloud Atlas.
"Okay." Tang Shidao stepped forward.
He could understand that the eighth person had left something else behind besides the power of the forbidden spell.
Or rather.
When he tried to climb higher, he gave up everything.
This Creation Cloud Atlas was only a small part of him. It could be imagined that there were other things that he didn't know about, and they must be in some corner of the Null Realm. Of course, there was another possibility. The others had changed. They had become the model that constituted Dust Beyond Heaven, or all kinds of 'powers' and 'laws'.
When he walked into the Creation Cloud Atlas, Tang Shidao could sense the 'right' direction.
There, someone was chatting.
Less than a hundred steps.
The clouds gradually dispersed, and a brand new world entered his eyes. At this moment, in front of him was a space where he couldn't distinguish living things from dead things, or energy from matter. In this space, the inner world walls seemed to be made of matter, but also seemed to be made of energy. The inner world walls seemed to be dead things like mud and stone, but also like flesh and blood creatures.
The most obvious one at the top was a baby … No, it should be an embryo!
It wasn't a baby yet.
In fact, the embryo's appearance hadn't completely taken human form.
It was like matter, but also like energy.
It was like a sculpture, but also like a living thing.
For some reason, when he saw this' embryo ', Tang Shidao immediately thought of the' little loli ', Åling. Coincidentally, when Tang Shidao looked at the embryo, he lowered his head and saw two familiar figures in front of him.
The God of Arcana, Åling!
The former staff of the Mage Network, the scarecrow!
"Young man, we meet again." The scarecrow sat quietly on the side, with its most commonly used workbench beside it. However, the 'job' was gone.
Åling still looked like a little loli.
To be honest, she became a little smaller, more childish than before. At this moment, she was looking up at the 'embryo' at the top. When Tang Shidao arrived, she turned her head slightly and didn't say anything. Strangely, Chan Jiu, Yong Ye, and the others weren't here. Maybe they couldn't come for some unknown reason.
"Long time no see." Tang Shidao also greeted.
"We heard about what happened outside." The scarecrow raised its hand, and a trace of 'Myriad Color' energy floated on its palm.
"As expected." Tang Shidao wasn't surprised.
"You found a direction." The scarecrow praised.
"You found it too, didn't you?" Tang Shidao pointed at the 'embryo' at the top and smiled, indicating that they also found a direction. After some thought, he said, "Right, where are Chan Jiu and the others?"
"They're fighting." The scarecrow pointed at the other side of the inner world wall.
"With who?"
"Chan Jiu and Chan Jiu himself." The scarecrow said something strange, and then said, "When she came, she wanted to challenge the eighth person. However, the eighth person didn't want to fight. So, he created 'Chan Jiu'. Now, Chan Jiu is fighting with himself somewhere nearby. You don't have to ask Yong Ye. She's living a peaceful life with her 'daughter'. "
"The White Beauty?" Tang Shidao was still wondering where the 'Human Emperor' had gone.
"Yes. You don't have to worry about anything. The eighth person doesn't bother to threaten anyone. "The scarecrow laughed.
"I wasn't worried in the first place. Where's the eighth person? He invited me over and then disappeared? "Tang Shidao asked again.
"Find him yourself."
"Huh?"
"Young man, Åling and I know a connection. Do you want to hear it?" the scarecrow suddenly said.
"About him?" Tang Shidao pointed at the 'embryo' high up.
"Yes."
"I don't want to hear it. But … "Tang Shidao paused, and then said," I can roughly guess what he has. Combined with what happened before and the fight with Chan Jiu, the eighth person should still have a forbidden spell left. I don't think he deliberately left it behind, but no one meets the requirements and can't 'take' it away. "
"Oh?" The scarecrow's eyes lit up. It wasn't too surprised.
No one knew better than it about the level of the young man in front of it.
Something like Myriad Colors … it didn't even think of it.
"What is it?" Little Åling suddenly turned to look at Tang Shidao. She didn't feel as' cute 'as before. Instead, she felt more' mature '.
"Fate."
"…"
"Forbidden spell, Fate. Other than this possibility, I can't think of anything else. At first, I also suspected Colorless, but after I cultivated Colorless, I realized something was wrong. I cultivated Myriad Colors further, and after talking with others, I inferred that the eighth person couldn't have retained Colorless. What he wants to do the most is to erase all traces. Keeping is the last thing he wants, "Tang Shidao said.
"You guessed right." The eighth person's voice sounded again.
Guessed right.
It was probably the right to 'chat' with him.
"I have a forbidden spell called 'Fate'. It has never completely left me. Once upon a time, it left for a while. But soon, it came back. Sometimes I can't help but feel that when I created 'it', I actually became part of it. You have a forbidden spell called 'Cycle', right? It's very similar to Fate. "
"You know the whereabouts of Master Snake and the others?" Tang Shidao found it strange.
"I knew before, but I didn't pay attention anymore."
"Oh?"
"I don't like to watch everyone. Entering the Creation Cloud Atlas doesn't mean I know. Only after entering the Creation Cloud Atlas and then transcending the Creation Cloud Atlas can I see it. It's like an activation condition. I don't want to watch everyone, I only want to see those who 'meet the conditions.' Master Snake and the others you care about, some of them died, and some were resurrected by their companions. After that, they lived in a self-built model of Dust Beyond Sky. "
Tang Shidao relaxed.
The 'life' that Number Eight mentioned included many things, including himself, Aurin, and the scarecrow's' life '.
"I have the Yuanzu Tree Spear. It's your relic, right? You didn't know me before? "
"Relic? Sort of. I once planted a tree randomly, and the Yuanzu Tree Spear was just a small branch. I don't care how everyone defines me, nor do I care what everyone wants. I invited you here just to chat with some people who can understand what I'm saying. "The eighth person's words showed that his existence was higher than expected.
"Do you have a title?" Since it was just chatting, Tang Shidao also chatted freely.
"Implementer." The eighth person didn't hide anything at all and answered frankly. In the end, he added, "But I prefer to call myself the 'Eighth Implementer'."
"Implementer? What do you mean by 'implement'? "
"Everything you can think of, and everything you can't think of. If you want to know why I'm called an implementer, I can tell you that this power is related to 'fate'. As I said just now, your 'cycle' is very similar to 'fate'. But it's just very similar, not the same. Cycle can change everything known. Fate can not only change the 'known', but also create the 'unknown'. "The eighth person seemed to be really free and actually chatted seriously.
At this moment.
Little Åling said, "In that case, fate is more similar to Myriad Colors."
"Yes, that's why I invited him."
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