Maya civilization.
Countless Maya beings watched the terrifying battle in the sky between Ariana The Great and Emperor Hongqi. They felt chills running down their spines. They prayed that the two Maya gods would not die.
"Peak fourth realm …"
"We've finally reached this level since we recovered from the prehistoric times."
…
Many Mayan creatures felt a deep sense of pride in their hearts.
Ariana The Great and the others worked together to create their own cultivation methods.
The Immortal Dao race had a special soul. Every inch of the soul was flexible. That was how they could compress their Golden Core and cultivate their Nascent Soul.
The Living Earth race had a special body. Every piece of their flesh could be split and had their own consciousness. That was why they could create a clone with just a strand of their hair.
"Shu Mountain, fourth realm sea of consciousness, cultivates the Myriad True Martial Scripture!"
"They divide their soul into five parts, which are all in their minds. Shu Mountain divides their soul into 8.4 billion parts, which are distributed in every particle of their body."
"The greatest characteristic of our race is that every particle of our body can store our consciousness. We can form sky palaces with the 8.4 billion particles of our body. That way, we can be immortal and reborn from a single drop of blood!"
Ziying said seriously from afar.
It was an unimaginably perfect plan.
It was also the only cultivation method that could surpass the millions of years of foundation the other party had!
Bai Long had a deep foundation of knowledge, so he could naturally create a similarly complicated immortal dao. He could deduce hundreds or even thousands of mystiques and combine them. But what about them?
They could only rely on themselves.
Therefore, they chose the most "ingenious" method. They used the characteristics of their species to create the simplest and most primitive sea of consciousness sky palaces, creating more than eight billion sky palaces.
They won by quantity.
They didn't need a foundation. They took the simplest path and used strength to prove their dao.
"These two methods are two extremes." Tang Meng sighed. "One is to compress the soul sky palace to 'one', and the other is to split the soul sky palace to the maximum!"
"One is the limit of numbers, and the other is the limit of quality."
Ziying said faintly, "The two opposites are exactly the yin and yang of heaven and earth … Then, isn't it the same for Dao and Buddha? Dao cultivators know who I am, and Buddhist cultivators know who I am. "
Everyone was shocked.
The two opposing forces were simply boundlessly profound, making one exclaim in admiration.
…
The battlefield in the sky had completely collapsed.
With the addition of Liana and the others, the few of them also manifested the power of the Fifth Realm, absorbing the matter around them and condensing space.
"You have done your best."
Liana and the others stepped forward, having the countless casualties and the younger generation nurtured by the Great Shaman retreat. They joined hands to stop the immortal dao traitor, the Earth Immortal Primogenitor.
Boom!
The entire world seemed to have collapsed.
The scene in the sky was beyond the imagination of everyone in the modern world.
This was the revival of a true myth.
Everyone looked up. This was no longer a battle between mortals, but a war that belonged to the true myths of this planet.
"So, the one we are saving is not Ariana The Great … but the Immortal Ancestor. His death hundreds of thousands of years ago was the beginning of the apocalypse." Professor Nasica held the building beside her tightly and looked at the battle in the sky.
So, this was the true history …
Nasica clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms.
She could not imagine what kind of future tragedy it would be, but the death of a heroic figure like the Immortal Ancestor was indeed the greatest loss in the history of civilization.
Boom!
Bai Long was fighting against the three people.
The ground was collapsing, but he was at a disadvantage.
After all, he was too old, and deducing the immortal dao foundation had consumed too much of his power. It was already extremely fortunate for him to be able to last until now when he was fighting against three monstrous overlords in their prime.
"White Emperor, you still have the mood to be distracted," a ferocious shadow said.
As he spoke, his body was covered in blood, but he did not care at all.
The three of them knew very well that no matter what, as long as they could kill Bai Long, even if they had to pay with their lives, everything would be worth it.
Bai Long's expression was calm. In the middle of the triangular encirclement of the three people, he said calmly,
"After this period of development and fighting with a few people of the same realm, I finally understood some of the possibilities of the sixth realm, and I once again preached the Dao to the common people."
"You!!"
The ferocious shadow was enraged.
He was fighting with them, but this person was still distracted by deducing …
It could even be said that in Bai Long's eyes, everything was still within the scope of his preaching. Fighting with them was to demonstrate the possibility of the fifth realm.
However, the two people next to him pulled him back.
The Immortal Ancestor had opened an era, and they all had a vague sense of awe in their hearts. At this time, it was a good thing that he was expending his mental energy to deduce. In this way, the blood energy was declining, and the possibility of killing him was very high …
"The three of you can also listen. There is no discrimination."
Bai Long's expression was still calm. He sat in the sky like a dragon and a tiger, and his aura was vast. "In our inherited memories, there is no sixth realm … Today, we have too little time to determine the specific method to break through to the sixth realm, but we can point the way for the common people, light a lamp on the path, and guess and direction of the sixth realm."
The three of them stared at Bai Long.
He had just broken through to the fifth realm, and he was already thinking about the sixth realm …
Did this person not have any other thoughts in his mind?
For a moment, they did not know what to do …
At this moment, they truly realized that this stubborn man in front of them did not intend to win against them from the beginning and return alive. Instead, he wanted to exhaust the last bit of his body's potential to pry into a corner of the sixth realm when he broke through to the fifth realm of Heaven-man Connection …
They suddenly fell silent.
No matter how stupid he was, it was impossible for him to do that.
He suddenly thought of a possibility.
He knew that he would definitely die! However, how did he know that he would definitely die?
The only possibility was that he knew the future through those future civilizations …
Just like how Mara, who was running around and reuniting with them, shouted outside the palace, "Those future civilizations are here to change history! To change the tragedy of our Mist race's victory. "
It turned out that …
Did we really blame Mara wrongly?
Did he really want to help us?
In other words, we are destined to win … Then, the Celestial Ancestor will die.
They were stunned as they looked at the man who sat high up and kept preaching. At this moment, they did not feel a strong sense of joy because of the victory and the lack of fighting spirit of this powerful man. Instead, they felt an inexplicable bitterness, as if they were trapped in a cage of fate and could not help themselves …
Fate?
Was fate really predestined?
They were the descendants of the Divine Blood.
It was equivalent to a few drops of blood falling from the remains of the gods and demons, turning into the common people everywhere to save them … Just like the poor maggots growing on the remains of the gods and the poor mites in the skin, their fate was predestined from the beginning. They could only live for the resurrection of the ancient gods and demons.
Cough, cough, cough.
Bai Long sat on the ground. His white hair was silver, and he kept coughing up blood. Ignoring the three people surrounding him, he calmly spoke to the world.
"All along, my inherited memories have been very contradictory. There is no multiverse in the world, only multiple civilizations."
"What's the meaning of this?"
"If there is only one universe, then how can civilizations live in other multiverses and form multiple civilizations?"
Heavenly Emperor Bai Long's hair was disheveled. He suddenly sat on the ground and used the sky as a drawing board, writing and drawing. The sky was filled with all kinds of drawings and graffiti.
"In the end, what is real and what is fake?"
"Where do we come from and where do we go after death?"
"Can time really be transmigrated? Is the origin of the world spirit or matter? Is the world knowable or unknowable? "
"Are we … a dream of some other living being?"
"I know who I am, but are we really me? And not a dream of some existence? "
As if he had seen something, he revealed a pure and clear smile, mixed with a complex, fanatical and sincere expression. "But, following the condensation of space, I completely understood that there is no multiverse in the world."
"The world is a single universe."
His voice gradually became louder. "But there is a parallel universe civilization. What is a parallel Earth?"
He pointed at his own brain. "It is the space inside the brain of a Sixth Realm taboo existence!"
Everyone trembled.
They found it unbelievable. A parallel universe in the brain of a Sixth Realm existence?
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