Chapter 371 A sincere heart dedicated to the tribe

The light and shadow flowed, and the vision was restored.

Bai Donglin passed through the dark passage and landed in a strange space. The gray fog stretched to the end of his sight.

This strange fog has the property of blocking perception.

This is a world of only black, white and gray, without a trace of color, which makes people feel lonely and desolate.

"Not bad, not bad. It's not bad to use this as a place to stay."

There was a flash of appreciation in Bai Donglin's eyes. The endless artistic cells in his body enabled him to discover beauty that ordinary people could not see, even in this desolate space that seemed like the end of the world.

"This trial task requires me to explore the secret of the Titans' power. What is this secret?"

Bai Donglin withdrew Fa Tian Xiang Di and stepped forward, walking aimlessly, his thoughts churning in his mind. As far as he had come into contact with the Titans, if he were to talk about their strength, the first thing that came to mind was the power of their bloodline, followed by their strong fighting consciousness.

Apart from this, there is nothing else outstanding.

"Well, that's not right. The bodies of these big guys are quite strong. I can't judge them from my own perspective. After all, my body is in violation of the rules."

"From the perspective of an ordinary trial-taker, this mission should be just as the title says. The secret is the strength of the physical body. I was overthinking it."

After thinking it through, Bai Donglin no longer had high expectations on how much this trip would improve his strength. After all, his foundation was too strong, and the things that ordinary cultivators flocked to did not mean much to him.

Well, just consider it as completing the trial mission.

Bai Donglin's mind moved, and his speed suddenly increased. He turned into a streak of light, and relying on his sense of direction, he flew to the core area of ​​this place. According to normal routines, important things are usually placed in the center! After flying for a while, the gray-white fog gradually became thinner, and the flat ground began to slowly tilt, forming a huge funnel.

"This is……"

Bai Donglin's eyebrows moved, and he realized that he had found the right place. He fell down and stood on the slightly inclined ground.

Ding! With a light step, fire splashed everywhere, and there was a crisp sound of metal clashing.

“So hard!”

Bai Donglin bent down and reached out to touch the grayish-white ground. This unknown metal was surprisingly hard, and divine patterns flashed faintly on its surface.

The unfamiliar pattern structure should have come from the Titans, but Bai Donglin was able to comprehend the true meaning of these divine patterns with his vast knowledge.

Hard! Permanent! Heavy!

"Why go to so much trouble to make the ground so solid?"

The terrain of this funnel is extremely large, and the area covered by the gray-white metal is simply inestimable. It is so luxurious that it is no different from the young ladies in the Ice and Snow Palace who use extremely cold ice spirits to build houses.

Putting his thoughts aside, Bai Donglin walked down along the sloping ground. This was such an unusual place, the Titan clan's heritage should be right underneath.

As we went deeper, a huge shadow emerged from the gray fog ahead, which looked a bit like a human and was looming.

They are the remains of the ancestors of the Titans.

Bai Donglin walked through the fog, approached and took a quick look. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Although he already understood that this space was the final resting place of the Titans, he was still puzzled by the rough way the remains were handled.

After all, he is an ancestor of the clan. Although his body is a little big, it would be a bit of a waste to make a precious coffin for him. But making a cheaper one would not take much effort with the ability of a cultivator.

Is it the custom of the Titans to expose corpses like this?

"Hmm? Something's wrong!"

Bai Donglin's eyes narrowed slightly, and the remains of a Titan sitting cross-legged, estimated to be ten thousand feet tall, suddenly became clearly visible. Upon closer inspection, its seemingly intact skin had turned grayish white, as if its charm had been drained away.

Judging from the height of the remains, this Titan was undoubtedly a powerful warrior in the ninth realm when he was alive. Given the powerful physique of the Titans, his body should remain intact after death.

"I see. No wonder the ground here is so hard. It turns out that the ancestors of the Titans were buried here!"

As the strength of a strong man grows, the mass of his body will become extremely terrifying. For example, a drop of blood from the Siren Ancestor weighs trillions of tons, and its density far exceeds that of neutron star matter.

During life, there is an energy field in the body that binds and offsets this huge mass, so it does not affect the outside world. However, after death, as the energy field gradually dissipates, the terrifying weight of the divine body will begin to affect the outside world.

These Titan remains are gathered here. Although the mass of each one is not as good as that of the ancestor of the tenth realm, they are better in quantity!

"If it weren't for this piece of hard gray-white ground, this little world would have collapsed!"

"But where did the spirit in these corpses go?"

“Could it be…”

A light bulb suddenly lit up in Bai Donglin's mind, and he suddenly thought of a possibility. He moved and quickly flew downwards.

Along the way, we passed by many huge figures, densely packed and countless, all of which were thousands of feet tall.

“Great! Great!”

“As expected of a Titan race with a powerful bloodline, even though it spanned three eras and more than 100 billion years, it is truly remarkable that so many powerful Ninth Realm warriors were born in it!”

The power of blood is truly extraordinary. The probability of giving birth to a strong person is many times higher than that of human beings. No wonder those guys from the Holy Blood Sect are so eager to get it, even if they have to become a monster.

After crossing a long distance, we arrived at the bottom of the funnel. After pushing away the heavy fog, a dark lake appeared before our eyes.

The lake is not large, only about ten thousand feet in radius. The crystal clear water is so transparent that you can see the bottom at a glance. A little bit of colorful divine light is floating in the crystal clear water.

“This is, this is…”

Bai Donglin's eyebrows trembled slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes, and a picture flashed through his mind.

Giant funnels spread upward in all directions, and countless remains of Titan ancestors were sitting cross-legged, staring at the bottom with bright eyes. One by one, strong Titan teenagers stepped into the lake with solemn expressions, accepted the baptism of adulthood, and carried the inheritance of their ancestors.

Those eyes that transcend time and space, transcend life and death, are full of infinite meaning, love, kindness, concern, and blessings...

"Is this the power of the tribe? You have been able to do this. Even after death, you have dedicated everything you have to the tribe..."

Bai Donglin looked up and looked around. His sight seemed to penetrate the fog and met those pairs of eyes filled with deep love. He was quite shocked.

The first time he had this kind of realization was when he first entered Jidao and saw the corpses of the three ancestors who had guarded the Holy Sect for endless years.

"Although we are not of the same race, we all share the same sincere heart. A group of people with such great love cannot be that bad!"

Bai Donglin may have understood a little bit why the Titans were oppressed by the gods and why they rebelled against the world of gods.

"This gift is for your warm feelings towards the younger generations of your tribe!"

After Bai Donglin finished speaking, he bowed slightly to all sides, not for the possible benefits that might be gained from the lake. This kind of sincere friendship was worthy of his respect.

Calming down his emotions, Bai Donglin returned his gaze to the crystal clear lake, a hint of intention flashing in his eyes.

"Gathering the spirits of so many powerful people, I wonder what kind of power this pool of water possesses?"

With a thought, the black robe on his body, which was transformed from blood, suddenly turned into red light and returned to his body. He jumped into the lake without causing a ripple.

Cool!

This was Bai Donglin's first feeling. With his physique, he could actually feel a hint of coolness. This bit of bone-chilling coolness came and went quickly, followed by a feeling of burning heat.

In Bai Donglin's perception, there was a strange substance in the crystal water that rushed into his body, wrapping every particle of his flesh and blood and slowly seeping into it.

Different from the Three Lights Ice Soul Divine Water in the Divine Pool of the Holy Palace of Ice and Snow, the strange energy in that divine water mainly targets the spiritual orifices, and secondly the particles of flesh and blood and soul.

And the strange substance in the water only targets his flesh and blood particles and ignores the other two.

"This thing can actually break the upper limit of the stacking of flesh and blood particles!?"

Bai Donglin felt the changes in his body, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

After his last retreat, his flesh and blood particles had been compressed to the limit. Without breaking through to a higher realm, further compression was no longer possible. He could only use the life source enhanced by his spiritual orifice to nourish the flesh and blood particles themselves.

Why do the body masses of those who are strong above the ninth realm become increasingly massive?

Even if all particles are compressed to leave only the core, and the electrons are tightly attached to the core of the particles without any gaps, theoretically there should be an upper limit to their mass.

There are two reasons why the quality breaks the theoretical upper limit.

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First, the origin of life nourishes the particles, strengthening the particles themselves, and their quality will naturally increase without limit.

The second is the superposition of particles, which is also called the superposition of divine particles, because theoretically, this will only be involved when a cultivator reaches the ninth level of great power.

The human race divides the ninth realm into the "Six Extreme Realms" and the "Four Seal Realms".

What is the first extreme?

A nine-level master would stack all the divine power particles in his body ten times, which is the first level, a hundred times for the second level, and so on. The sixth level divine power particles need to be stacked a million times! (Not doubling, but adding. The difference between the strongest and the weakest is only a million times.) Every time the divine power particles are stacked, regardless of the perception of the rules and the avenue, the power contained in the divine body will be greatly improved.

This is one of the reasons why it is said that the later a cultivator reaches, the greater the gap between each realm. In terms of the strength of divine power, one is as different as heaven and earth.

Of course, the strength of a person is not entirely determined by divine power. There are many other important factors, such as the perception of the rules, spiritual awareness, will, soul, the three lights of the human body, magic tools, magical powers, and secret techniques. Only those who make progress in all of these can be called truly strong.

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Bai Donglin began to concentrate on his body. Under his mental gaze, the flesh and blood particles that had absorbed the strange substance seemed to break through some kind of boundary, began to split into two, and then overlapped with each other in a strange way.

Like a chain reaction, the endless flesh and blood particles in the body began to split and overlap. At this rate, it would probably take quite some time.

Once all the particles are split and superimposed, the strength of his "physical body" will be doubled out of thin air.

Although Bai Donglin was delighted, he was not yet carried away by the weight of his own weight, because almost all of his extraordinary strength came from the gift of one hundred thousand spiritual orifices, and his flesh and blood particles themselves were not as strong as imagined.

Even if it was doubled, it would not improve his overall strength much. The reason why he was happy was that the early superposition of the flesh and blood particles could double the speed of nourishing the flesh and blood particles in the future! In the same practice, the superposition of the particles was still one on the surface, but in fact, two particles were nourished by the origin of life together.

It was equivalent to him enjoying in advance the training treatment that only the ninth-level strong men could have.

"I didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain. This trip is worth it!"

Buzz——

A soft sound was heard in the sea of ​​​​gods.

"Hmm? What's this war monument going crazy for?"

Bai Donglin subconsciously ruled out the possibility of encountering another "split monument". He didn't think he had such incredible luck, and the reaction of the war monument was not strong.

With a thought, the war monument shot out instantly, rushing around in the crystal clear lake water. Before the war monument could make any movement, the colorful spots of light in the water began to boil.

Countless points of light rushed towards the war monument like young swallows returning to their nests.

Bai Donglin frowned, a little dazed by the situation in front of him. He had tried to absorb these colorful light spots before, but it was useless.

In his understanding, these light spots should be the inheritance contained in the blood of the ancestors of the Titans. He is a human, but he does not have Titan blood, so he naturally cannot absorb it.

Why did the war monument attract these light spots? "Could it be that the Titan Clan is really related to the War Clan!?"

The previous thoughts came to my mind again, and with the evidence of the war monument, the conclusion was obvious.

Chant——

The war monument vibrated and hummed, and an imperceptible strange wave spread out. Endless colorful light spots began to gather and interweave into pictures.

Bai Donglin's eyes focused, taking in the silent scene in front of him.

The gods stood above the nine heavens, keeping all living things in captivity and poisoning everything. Their lofty gazes were extremely cold and indifferent...

The dark scorched earth and countless floating corpses...

The world was shattered, a fierce battle took place, divine blood was shed, and heads rolled...

The giant stood on the sky, tearing the sky apart with his hands, roaring to the sky, holding the corpse of the god in his hands...

So, can God also die?

Bai Donglin's eyes trembled slightly. This silent scene could exude such emotion.

Finally, many images began to disintegrate, leaving only an extremely clear scene that seemed eternal.

That is...

Countless Titans were kneeling on the ground, and there was no end in sight. In the center, stood a tall altar. Above the altar floated a bright ball of light, and an object was faintly visible in the endless light.

Heart of the Titan!

Titan's Heart!!! Titan's Heart!!!

The shout that broke through the sky, transcended time and space, passed through the scene in front of him, and fell directly into Bai Donglin's heart.

"Ugh! Mao's Titan Heart, isn't this a branch of the war monument!?"

Bai Donglin was shocked. He swore that he had not seen it wrong. The object in the light ball was a pointed monument. Except for the color, everything else was exactly the same as the war monument.

Buzz! The war monument trembled slightly, as if it had completed its mission, dispersing all the colorful spots of light around it, flying around Bai Donglin, and then sinking into the sea of ​​​​consciousness and becoming quiet.

"These images are engraved in the blood of the Titans and have been passed down for countless years."

"That is to say, there is a branch of the war monument, one of the eight branches..."

"In the world of gods!"

Bai Donglin closed his eyes slightly, hiding the bright divine light.

(End of this chapter)