Ye Luo shuttled back and forth between different dimensions of time and space as a protagonist or a bystander. In the endless universe, he witnessed with his own eyes everything that had happened in different worlds and different universes, as well as things that had never happened before.
As Yeh Luo watched the scenes unfold before him, he came to a realization.
There were countless different spaces in the space-time he was in, and in each of these spaces, there were other versions of him. However, some of the things he did were the same, while others were different.
The creation of a world was a very mysterious thing.
This made Yeh Luo even more certain that this was the end of this world, created by an immortal cultivator who had reached the pinnacle.
This was a new world, but it was also an old one.
Yeh Luo did not know why he thought so.
However, after seeing so many scenes, Yeh Luo's heart was filled with emotions.
The world was huge, with layers of space stacked on top of each other. Even the planes of the universe were stacked on top of each other. From this, Yeh Luo could see that in every universe, in every new world, there would be an ultimate creator.
The world created by the creator existed in the universe.
To put it more simply …
Yeh Luo felt that this world was like a zoo.
If you opened a zoo and there were all sorts of animals in the zoo, another person would open a zoo in another place. The same thing was that the animals in your zoo were also in the other person's zoo. In fact, there were even more animals in the other person's zoo.
Looking at it from this perspective, Yeh Luo finally understood everything.
In the vast universe where humans lived, there were layers of space-time stacked on top of each other. The universe belonged to different planes, and this universe was created by the creator.
In this universe, the Creator was able to create a space. Then, humans were born in this space.
However, there was more than one creator.
In the vast and boundless planes, there were countless creators. Every creator stood proudly in the world they had created.
Between these World Creators, there was also enmity or war between them in some way.
In layman's terms, this was a contest between gods.
The ones participating in this contest were the humans living in the creator's world.
At this point, Yeh Luo had more or less understood everything.
In the end, this was the ultimate.
And this ultimate was God and God.
In that case, the whole matter would no longer be confusing. What they would be participating in in the end was a battle between gods, a battle between creators.
That was all.
Year after year, countless reincarnations, countless destructions, and beginnings. It was endless.
This was a battle between gods.
Yeh Luo understood now.
Everything had become extremely clear.
Yeh Luo stood in the middle of the huge boulder and looked around in a daze. Boundless spiritual energy was surging towards him.
At this moment.
Yeh Luo suddenly sat cross-legged on the boulder. He closed his eyes and used his heart to sense the surrounding spiritual energy.
The spirit of creation.
The boulder that Yeh Luo was standing on was a Spirit Array left behind by the creator of this space and time. This Spirit Array connected several space and time planes together. If you can comprehend it, you will completely understand the profoundness of creation.
Based on the boulder, the space that Yeh Luo and the others were in was the space and time plane where the creator lived.
In other words, this place was the home of the creator.
However, for some unknown reason, the creator had disappeared without a trace. This space was becoming chaotic, or perhaps it was being occupied by something from another space.
Yes, this was the kind of battle.
"I understand now." Yeh Luo closed his eyes as images flashed through his mind.
Yeh Luo calmed himself down and slowly opened his arms.
As Yeh Luo moved, the spiritual energy in the boulder surged into his body.
There were eight realms in the late stage of immortal cultivators.
Breakthrough!
Kunwu, Forgetting Heaven, Wuji, Xuanji, Daomiao, Immortal, Sky Dao, Void.
Transform into nothingness, create the universe, create time and space, establish the Immortal.
"Young man, I've waited for you for a long time. You're finally here."
Just then, a voice reverberated in Yeh Luo's ears.
Yeh Luo closed his eyes. In his mind, he seemed to have flown into the universe along with the light from the boulder.
Stars fell everywhere. The vast universe was ethereal and profound.
A person appeared in front of Yeh Luo. It was an old man who stood in the middle of the universe like an immortal.
"You're the creator, right?" Yeh Luo asked.
The old man nodded silently.
He waved his right hand and countless images flashed through the ethereal universe. These images were densely packed, from the early days of mankind to their demise and the war of the new humans.
Yeh Luo was shocked by what he saw. Just then, the old man said, "It's been 230 billion years. Mankind has gone from birth to destruction, from destruction to birth, from destruction to birth, and then to birth again. In these 230 billion years of reincarnation, I've witnessed countless wars and disasters. During this time, there have been many capable people from different worlds.
There have been countless Flying Immortals and Divine Venerables, but all of them have perished in the end. "
Yeh Luo looked at the images flashing before him. From the primitive man to the pinnacle of technological development. Mankind settled on Mars, the moon, and even headed for the sun. Then, mankind went extinct, and the new species took over Earth. After so many years, the shadow of mankind reappeared on Earth. From the primitive man to the later Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
Mankind entered the new era of weapons, guns, and ammunition. Then, mankind entered the universe and was eventually destroyed. Then, the new species took over Earth, and the primitive man appeared again.
This cycle of reincarnation had gone on for 230 billion years.
"Is this good or bad for the creator?" Yeh Luo asked as he looked at everything before him.
The old man did not answer. After an unknown amount of time, the old man said, "Back then, I created this world for the survival of mankind. Mankind pushed themselves to the pinnacle, but at the same time, they put themselves in danger time and time again. As the creator, I didn't care about this. But today, 230 billion years later, everything will change. "
"Everything will change."
"What will change?" Yeh Luo asked.
The old man said, "I, the creator of this world and the creator of all of you humans, have been dead for 500 years. The reason I'm here to talk to you is because of my vision. Today, after telling you all this, I will turn into cosmic dust and disappear without a trace."
Yeh Luo was shocked.
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