The wind howled, making his black robes flutter wildly. His short black hair had somehow turned into long silver hair, which flowed in the wind. His eyes, one silver and one red, were intensely bright, penetrating the heavens and the earth and illuminating the netherworld!
Fang Xiu immersed his consciousness in his own laws. He had some ideas about creating his own laws before, and when the Void Law took shape, his ideas gradually matured.
One hundred and eight laws are the limit for an Immortal Emperor, even in ancient times. This is the limitation of this world, and no one can avoid it.
But when the 109th law, the law of nothingness, took shape, he understood.
Why are the limitations of this world useless against him? Because... he doesn't belong to this world at all!
As for the so-called self-created laws, just as mentioned before, humans can never imagine colors that do not exist in the world, and similarly, humans cannot create laws that do not exist in the world.
But... he comes from outside this world. This world shouldn't have him, but he came. He is special and unique!
Therefore, that law that does not exist in the world is himself!
A vague and inexplicable realization rose in Fang Xiu's heart.
Under this trend of enlightenment.
Buzz!
One hundred and nine decrees resounded in unison, and endless Daoist rhymes flowed out, causing the heavens and earth to tremble, the void to boil like water, and stirring up all things.
Immediately, the 109 laws spun rapidly and approached, converging together in a mysterious way. This convergence was completely different from the previous one that merged into the chaotic laws.
Last time, all the laws were integrated into the Chaos Laws to create a Chaos Demigod. This time, all the laws were melted down into one, like melting pieces of gold into molten gold and finally merging them together.
Under Fang Xiu's control, all the laws merged and disappeared, leaving only a divine light that resembled liquid.
However, the divine light was extremely unstable, trembling violently as if it might explode at any moment.
However, Fang Xiu did not give it a chance to explode. His consciousness descended into the divine light and began to shape it.
The divine light slowly began to wriggle, gradually transforming into a human form, growing a head, limbs, and so on...
As time went by, the appearance of the divine light figure gradually became closer to Fang Xiu's, until it looked exactly like Fang Xiu!
The Law of the True Self!!
This is the law that Fang Xiu created based on himself, who does not belong to this world—the Law of True Self!
However, the Law of the True Self took shape only for a moment before it began to collapse. It seemed to be rejected by the world, and the entire universe seemed to be rejecting it.
Fang Xiu frowned slightly. Had he failed in the end?
He created laws that did not exist in the world, yet they were not accepted by the world...
Then why won't I be rejected by the world?
In an instant, a flash of inspiration struck him.
The reason why one is not rejected by the world is because one's consciousness merges with that of the original owner. This is equivalent to a foreigner going to another country and obtaining a green card from that country. Strictly speaking, you are a foreigner, but legally you are a citizen of that country.
That's why he has a perspective beyond the world and is not rejected by the world.
With this thought in mind, Fang Xiu had his answer; he knew what to do.
That is to unite the beliefs of all people!
He had originally intended to try to absorb faith and establish a divine kingdom with the body of a demigod. This was not a wild idea, but based on solid reasoning.
The so-called becoming a god is nothing more than absorbing faith with a divine status. What is that divine status composed of? It is nothing more than the laws of the gods.
The demigod cultivated the divine laws to their fullest extent, eventually forging his own path and transforming into a god.
His true self's laws are composed of divine laws, and even higher-level laws such as time, fate, and chaos. He is not a god, but he resembles a god.
What kind of deity can absorb faith and create a divine kingdom that the true self's laws cannot do?
Now it seems that, regardless of whether he can fulfill the true self's commandments, he has no choice but to absorb this belief of the people, because without absorbing it, the true self's commandments cannot be fully formed.
Fang Xiu stood in the void, his consciousness spreading throughout the Xia Kingdom, beginning to absorb the power of faith.
Upon seeing this scene, Bei Xuan, who was lying on the ground, burst into wild laughter, laughing until tears almost streamed down his face. His eyes were bloodshot as he shouted, "You still want to absorb faith? How many people in this Xia Kingdom still remember you? Hahaha... prophet?"
Fang Xiu ignored him. The reason he didn't kill Bei Xuan was to destroy his spirit and make him see clearly that no one could erase the prophet in the present world.
The moment he possessed the Law of Nothingness, he understood everything about Nothingness and truly comprehended how to break free from it, which is... Existence!
The next moment, he waved his hand, and the ethereal power of time surged forth. Under the blessing of the unstable True Self Law, the power of time spread throughout the entire Xia Kingdom.
His eyes burned brightly as he surveyed the land of Xia, his calm voice resounding like a decree from the Heavenly Emperor.
"People of the Xia Kingdom, who have been slumbering in the past era, your prophet... has returned!!"
Buzz!
The fluctuations of time swept across the heavens and earth, and the cemeteries of spirit masters everywhere, countless graves of all sizes, and even every inch of the land of Xia Kingdom were shrouded in time.
Time begins to flow backward at this moment, and people buried in the previous era begin to awaken, with arms breaking through the soil from their graves.
Those were people of the prophet's own time responding to his call.
The day the prophet returns will be the day when the millions of heroic spirits of the past return!
Thanks to Fang Xiu's repeated resurrection of people, the tradition of burying the dead and preserving their bodies reached its peak again from his era. Even though his existence was erased, the custom remained.
More and more dead people began to come back to life, constantly crawling out of their graves.
"Am I... resurrected?" The minister looked around blankly until he saw the black-clad figure in the air. His pupils suddenly contracted, and his expression became excited.
"Fang Xiu! You're finally back!"
The same was true for the Spirit Masters at the headquarters in the previous era; the moment they saw Fang Xiu, they instantly understood what had happened.
resurrection!
We were resurrected by the prophet!
"He's a prophet!"
"Our prophet has returned!!"
When that familiar figure reappeared before everyone's eyes, the dead erupted in cheers, and countless people were moved to tears. After a hundred years, they reunited, just like a hundred years ago, when, under the guidance of the prophet, they transformed into dragons that stretched for thousands of miles!
Faith was completely ignited at this moment.
When the prophet's presence once again stood on this land, the influence of the Void Array was instantly dispelled! People's memories began to return.
The antonym of nothingness is existence.
(I was writing until 2 a.m. yesterday to prepare for visiting relatives today, so I posted this this morning. Chinese New Year is so busy! Family, please send me some free little gifts in recognition of my dedication.)
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