"Ya, the stronger you are, the better... Haha, this era is getting more and more interesting. Besides the Longevity Emperor, there's Ya, the ancient philosophers, and that Yi... It's just a pity that Pan died too early." The Creation Daoist said, sighing, but he quickly became excited again.
Normally, someone who has reached his level of understanding would no longer be able to feel excited, because for him, what hasn't he experienced? What hasn't he encountered? No matter how heart-wrenching the separation of life and death, or how lingering the love and hate, he has seen or personally experienced them all. Therefore, it is difficult for him to feel excited anymore.
However, his current excitement was genuine, because Cao Ya's power was both unique and very strong, giving him an unexpected feeling.
"If I could parasitize Ya, even if I couldn't cross the sea of suffering and reach the other shore, I would definitely be closer than I am now." The Creator Daoist muttered to himself, becoming increasingly excited. He clenched his fist, then released it, his eyes gleaming with fighting spirit, and his face showing great interest.
Born in the ancient times, raised in the ancient times, and dominating the world in the ancient times, he no longer cares much about matters of life and death.
Only the ethereal "other shore" is what the Daoist of Creation values most and longs for.
Not only him, but also the Longevity Emperor and the philosophers of the Middle Ages were the same.
That "other shore" is not only what the powerful figures of this era yearn for, but even those powerful figures from past eras who have long since passed away must have been thinking about it and unable to let go of it before they died.
It's understandable that the Creator would project his own experience onto others.
Now, besides the last son that the ancient philosophers were looking forward to—"Yi"—another powerful figure is once again shining brightly: the ancient Yang God "Ya".
In fact, the Creator was very happy to see such an unexpected thing happen.
Only with change can there be hope for the "other shore". If things remain unchanged and lifeless, how can one attain the "other shore"?
"We still need to wait a while. My successor hasn't arrived at the Origin Land yet, nor has Yi. Other key figures are still in the outer universe... I can't rush things... I've waited for so many tens of thousands of years. I have plenty of patience. What's there to be anxious about?"
The Daoist of Creation took a breath, the excited look on his face gradually fading. Then he closed his eyes, and images flashed through his mind, reliving the battle with Cao Ya frame by frame.
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Somewhere in the land of origin, this place is very special, as if it buries the heavens and the sky, flowing with infinite mysteries, and has the light of wisdom, it is the cemetery of the philosophers.
Deep within this cemetery of philosophers, endless streams of primordial true energy circulate, giving birth to the mysteries of creation. These energy forms complex arrays that isolate the inside from the outside, preventing those tribulation-ridden ghost immortals and human immortal warriors from joining forces to break into this place for their own benefit, and to rescue those Yang God thoughts and the remnants of shattered void bodies from their predicament.
Deep within this tomb, in an extremely mysterious void, a long bridge, like a rainbow, spans the sky. It is the king of divine artifacts painstakingly crafted by the philosophers, named "The Golden Bridge of the Other Shore".
On the "Golden Bridge of the Other Shore," a Taoist priest sat cross-legged, wearing a Taoist robe embroidered with various divine artifacts, gods, immortals, and worlds.
For thousands of years, the philosophers of the Middle Ages and the Emperor of Immortality have actually been in a state of confrontation.
Unable to defeat each other, they eventually set up a wager, the key to which was the last of the philosophers.
Now, the outcome of this bet is becoming clear.
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"Um?"
Seemingly sensing something, the thoughts of the ancient philosophers fluctuated, and the Great Emperor of Immortality couldn't help but slightly raise his head and wave his hand.
Splash—
Suddenly, a void appeared before him, revealing the floating continent where Cao Ya was located. At the same time, the battle between Cao Ya and the Daoist of Creation also came into the view of the Eternal Emperor.
As he watched the battle to the very end, when he saw Cao Ya's unique Five Elements Immortal Light, which was different from the ones he had seen before, his pupils constricted, and then he burst into laughter.
"My friends, it seems that your calculations have been flawed, including mine and Brother Creation's calculations. Our plans all seem to have gone wrong."
"In this apocalyptic era, not only have those chosen ones of the era, the origin, the great world, and the center appeared, but even among those immortal old beings that we seem to have overlooked, there are unique individuals."
"Ya, whose cultivation had stagnated and made little progress, has actually comprehended a series of very mysterious powers. They are profound, complex, and full of wonders. Seeing this makes me very eager to fight against Ya, to experience those powers firsthand, and to observe them personally."
"Haha, no matter what, this is great news!"
The Emperor of Immortality laughed loudly.
Like the Daoist of Creation, upon seeing Cao Ya's power, he felt neither fear nor worry, only an excitement that came from within.
The golden bridge on the other side trembled slightly, as if the thoughts of the medieval philosophers had also "seen" the previous battle.
However, they were not particularly surprised by Cao Ya's special circumstances.
In any case, that ancient Yang God "Ya" was a super life form that had attained the status of Yang God and shattered the vacuum. His comprehension, temperament, and other qualities were among the best in the world.
Although it is actually very difficult to improve once you reach his level, it is not incomprehensible that he might have made a breakthrough after tens of thousands of years.
"Of all things in the universe, only change is truly unchanging."
Suddenly, a voice rang out, yet it seemed as if countless voices were intertwined and overlapping, echoing deep within the tomb of the philosophers, carrying a mysterious aura.
"In this final calamity, will there be a person who transcends the Yang God realm, shatters the void, and reaches the other shore?" The Eternal Emperor murmured. He could not answer this question, nor could the ancient philosophers, nor even the Creation Daoist and the others.
Judging from the current situation, no matter what, at least they should have a more hopeful attitude, rather than a state of hopelessness, a dead end, and utter despair.
"In countless past eras, when the lifespan of 129,600 years came to an end, the heavens and earth would collapse, and billions of living beings, stars, and dust would all turn to ashes. Now, we have reached the end of this era. I wonder if our era can avoid the catastrophe of countless previous eras and be reborn..."
The Emperor of Immortality sighed softly.
Buzz~~
The golden bridge on the other side, after trembling slightly, fell silent and fell into slumber, patiently awaiting the arrival of the last "Yi Zi".
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