'If this goes on, this place will turn into ruins. ' Marcus clenched his teeth and slapped out toward Zuo Qingcang's back with his palms, which were covered in thick milky-white Qi of Vital Essence.
Although he had not been able to maintain his Destiny Realm after changing his body and had not been able to recover half of his original abilities over the past few months, when he slapped out with his palms, although it was only a warning, it still contained several tens of thousands of tons of power.
A loud boom rang out! The explosive air currents blew out in all directions, and the entire ground and walls turned into craters the size of stars due to the shock waves.
Zuo Qingcang's dazed gaze regained its clarity, and the ground finally stopped trembling.
However, despite this, his eyes were still abnormally focused. It was as if he did not even look at Marcus who had slapped him.
A few minutes later, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, as if he had decided on something. He then turned his head to look at Marcus and said, "Where's the golden spring?"
Marcus said helplessly, "It's useless even if you ask me. You've seen the analysis report of the golden spring. Many of the substances in it are rare resources that can't be artificially synthesized. I can give you a few drops, but it's not up to me to decide if you want to use a large amount of it on someone."
"Then come with me to look for them."
After Zuo Qingcang finished speaking, he waited for a while, waiting for the research institute to regain its order and for the Lightning Marshal to send the calculator over.
Since the Lightning Marshal and the others had already retrieved all the information from the calculator over the past few months, Zuo Qingcang naturally had to bring it over. Firstly, it was for safety reasons. Secondly, he really needed to check on the information.
A few minutes later, Zuo Qingcang's Qi of Vital Essence enveloped the two of them. They turned into two gusts of wind and disappeared from the research institute.
...
Half an hour later, Zuo Qingcang appeared in the sky above the Sanctuary.
Marcus said with a troubled expression, "Zuo Qingcang, you must think this through. Although I can't win against you, I'm not the strongest in the Shelter either. The 12 Chief Gods above me definitely have powers that aren't inferior to yours. Are you sure you want to start a war with the Shelter for someone else?"
Zuo Qingcang did not say anything. He slapped out a palm across space toward the snowy peak. Amidst violent loud sounds and waves of tremors, a huge palm imprint appeared on the snowy peak. The ice and snow melted, and a tremendous amount of white steam kept on coming out. The huge palm imprint melted the accumulated snow and continued to head deeper into the mountain's rock strata.
The huge palm print, which was hundreds of meters long, almost covered the entire mountain peak. However, as the snow melted and layers of rock were broken, Zuo Qingcang frowned.
"It's gone?"
That's right. Tens of meters of rock layers had been removed, and the shelter that should have existed under the snowy mountain had completely disappeared. The original metal structure had completely turned into layers of soil, as if the shelter had never been there in the first place.
Marcus' eyes widened as he exclaimed, "They're gone? How could this be? "
"What do you mean?"
Marcus said, "They're gone. They activated the space-time transmission device and left from this time. But this kind of action of taking refuge requires the unanimous approval of the twelve Lords. This kind of thing... this kind of thing... "
"Taking refuge?" Zuo Qingcang asked, "Is it because of some kind of crisis?"
"It's because they're coming." Marcus's body trembled slightly. As a Void Refinement Stage cultivator, a hint of fear actually flashed across his eyes. Although this fear did not even last for a second before it was dispelled by him, it was enough to show his astonishment.
"Who are they?" Zuo Qingcang asked.
"In the Sanctuary, other than the twelve Lords who have achieved pseudo-deification, no one knows who they are," Marcus said. "Only artificial intelligence and pseudo-deified experts know about this kind of secret.
But just by thinking about it, to be able to pursue, attack, and destroy in different space-time, and to be able to make even the twelve Lords flee at the mere sight of them, one can imagine how strong they are. "
"Hold on..." Zuo Qingcang heard the huge amount of information in Marcus' words and frowned. "You mean to say that the Sanctuary doesn't belong to this world?"
Marcus said coldly, "Of course." He did not seem to have expected to be abandoned, and there was a hint of resentment in his tone. "The Sanctuary has a very advanced space-time transmission system.
You understand parallel universes, right? The universe starts out as a point, and with different events and different probabilities, each probability will form a new fork and a new timeline. Each timeline is a different parallel universe. "When all the timelines and all the parallel universes are stacked together, this will then form a complete universe.
"Not only can it move through outer space, but it can also transmit through different timelines. This is what it truly means to travel through the universe."
Zuo Qingcang loosened his grip and finally understood why there were so many things wrong with this world. It turned out that it was because of the parallel universes.
"If that's the case... in the parallel universe we're in, on this Earth's timeline, other than you guys, are there other people who have escaped from other parallel universes?" Zuo Qingcang thought of WHI, the mysterious base on the pirate island, and the transmission device in the People's Liberation Army's weapons factory.
"I'm not sure about that." Marcus shook his head. "Unless they admit it themselves, it's impossible for you to know about such things."
"Damn it." Suddenly, Marcus slapped out toward the sky. A hurricane swept past, opening up a huge hole in the clouds.
"They're coming. No matter what they are, we won't be a match for them," Marcus said. "We have to find a way to escape from here as soon as possible.
Space technology... We don't have the conditions to carry out research on space-time transmission devices. We have to develop space technology as soon as possible to escape from Earth and the solar system. "
Seeing that Marcus was speaking with a calm expression, Zuo Qingcang suddenly opened the Mouth of the Netherworld and asked, "Are you able to restore this thing?"
What he released from the Mouth of the Netherworld was the transmission gate fragments that he had destroyed in the People's Liberation Army's underground base during his battle with Shenzong. Afterward, he had stored all the fragments into the virtual space.
When Marcus saw these fragments, he was only puzzled at first. However, after a while, he revealed an astonished expression.
"This... This is the space-time transmission gate device? Why do you have this thing? "
"You don't have to care about where these things came from," Zuo Qingcang said. "Tell me, are you able to restore it?"
"I don't know. Although I've learned the basic principles of physics, to restore something like this..."
"It's okay." Zuo Qingcang looked at the wreckage in front of him, and a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes. "I'm also very interested in space-time transmission. Let's do it together."
Zuo Qingcang's interest in this thing was not only limited to traveling through the universe. More importantly, this thing might be able to help him attain the Divine Elegance of Creation and truly complete his Creation Realm.
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