Chapter 554: The Shocking Information on the Broken Monument

Monument, a huge stone monument!

It is square, pale in color, covered with scars, and even has a corner missing in the upper right corner.

Extremely ancient and extremely vast, waves of strange fluctuations emanated from this monument, forcibly drawing the attention of all true spirits over there.

"War text!?"

Bai Donglin was shocked. He didn't expect to see the words of the War Clan on a strange stone tablet at the end of this reincarnation.

On the towering pale stele, between numerous scars, were engraved a few vague words. Above the seemingly ordinary fonts, lingering were incomprehensible and indescribable waves of horror, which subtly and violently instilled a concept into every true spirit.

Bai Donglin remained silent, imprinting this picture deeply into his memory, and reading the meaning of the difficult translated words.

These war texts are extremely different from the textual knowledge he acquired from the war stele inheritance. They are more complex, profound and difficult to understand.

The quantum cloud of thoughts shone fiercely, and the incomplete strokes were combined and deduced countless times...

"...Permanently banned..., shielded..."

"...Heng...leave,...don't, respond..."

"...Black disaster,...annihilation..."

Boom! As the last remaining font was understood, it seemed to trigger some established mechanism, and a series of seemingly ambiguous pictures flashed by and appeared in Bai Donglin's mind.

In the unknown void, there are two whirlpools, one white and one black. Where black and white intertwine, there is dead gray.

The inexplicable scene made Bai Donglin feel a little confused, but his sight was suddenly pulled closer and he fell into that gray and silent place.

"This is……"

Bai Donglin's will was dull, and the light spots, endless black and white light spots collided and annihilated. Every time a light spot disappeared, a terrifying roar was heard.

"The myriad worlds! Every point of light is a part of the myriad worlds! Countless and endless..."

"Every moment, countless worlds are being annihilated... Such a horrific battlefield, what kind of place is this?!"

"Black Disaster? These dark worlds are the Black Disaster?"

The strange sound of water rang out again, and the stagnant true spirits continued to be pushed, passing over the pale stone tablet, and one after another poured into a large silver-white hole. This was the exit of the reincarnation, and the next step was reincarnation.

The sound of flowing water woke Bai Donglin from his shock. He seized the last moment and tried his best to look back.

“Eh? This is…”

Not far from the pale stone tablet, Bai Donglin saw a dark section, as if it was left by the truncated tablet? Was there a stone tablet in this place before? Before he could think about it, the true spirit that Bai Donglin sensed had sunk into the silver-white hole, and the picture fell into darkness again. When his vision was restored, Bai Donglin heard a faint heartbeat in his ears.

He has completed his reincarnation and is now in the mother's womb, which is Lan Ling's present life.

The information recorded later was no longer valuable. Bai Donglin thought about it and immediately broke away from the strange perspective.

It feels like a long time has passed, but the outside world only has a moment.

Bai Donglin lowered his eyes, sensing the light spot deep in his mind that had turned into nothingness, and his thoughts became a little agitated.

He seemed to have seen a lot of secrets this time, but also seemed to have seen nothing. At least for Mother River, he did not find any trace of the other party, but just experienced reincarnation.

He could not recognize the true face of the Mother River because he was in the river. The narrowness of the True Spirit's "vision" was beyond his expectations, or it could be said that the Mother River was too vast and it was difficult to see its full picture.

Although his fundamental goal was not achieved, Bai Donglin was not too disappointed. After all, it was just his first attempt and his methods were too immature at the time. It was already very good to be able to achieve this level.

At least, he saw something even more incredible. The black and white interwoven images were deeply imprinted in his memory and could not be erased.

"Is the Black Disaster what Mother River fears? It makes Mother River use all means to hide it from the entire world..."

"I am a 'deserter' in this broken and ruined world of the universe. I am a poor creature who escaped from the horrible battlefield and shivered in a dark corner, not daring to make a sound?"

Bai Donglin frowned slightly, shook his head, and threw this guess out of his mind. Things might not be that simple.

In terms of the scenes in memory, the worlds are being destroyed all the time. So, what value does the world hidden by the Mother River have that is worth the "Black Disaster" targeting? Moreover, what are the white side that is in a stalemate with the "Black Disaster"? What is their relationship with this world? Simply speaking, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, so the white side should be an ally...

Why doesn't the Mother River seek their help?

Bai Donglin remained silent. There was still too little information to infer anything concrete. Even the images he had learned were not necessarily true. After all, they all came from the Mother River. Who knew if it was a trick that the Mother River deliberately used to scare people? Bai Donglin only trusted this information 50%. No matter how shocking the information was, it could not shake his will and his heart.

Even if the "black disaster" outside the world really exists, he will still choose to break the wall. He cannot stay forever in this broken world with no future. Sooner or later, he will go to see the world outside.

He would kill anyone who stood in his way, including the Mother River, regardless of whether or not it was done out of kindness.

After calming down, Bai Donglin raised his hand and held the ball of light formed by the characters. This was a memory imprinted from the Phoenix Crown, which might record the method of becoming a wall breaker.

There is strength in numbers. It is definitely not enough to rely on just him, Xili Feng and Wandering Emperor as the three wall breakers. Mass production of wall breakers has been put on his agenda.

"Zulong and his men failed, but they also attracted the ominous Mother River to come. This shows that they have found a way. Otherwise, they would not have touched the nerves of the Mother River. This thing is very valuable for reference..."

Thoughts poured out and sank into the ball of light. Endless mysterious characters suddenly appeared in the mind. The information was chaotic and disordered. This was a very basic way of keeping secrets, but the effect was also very stable and efficient. Without a specific method, it would be difficult to decipher this "garbled code".

The more profound the inheritance, the more delicate and ingenious it is. A slight mistake can lead to a huge error. Not even a single word can be wrong.

Bai Donglin's eyes were calm, and he was not at all disturbed by this difficulty. He input all the characters into his mind at once.

With the quantum cloud of thoughts superimposed billions of times, the calculation ability has broken through the sky. In an instant, a group of inherited information composed of countless neatly arranged characters was read and digested.

"Hmm, quite interesting. Zulong and Gufeng are able to create this method, which does not disgrace their reputation."

"However, there are still major flaws. Even if the transformation is carried out in the Cherubim space, the success rate is less than one in ten thousand. If it fails, it will lead to complete death..."

“There is still a lot of room for improvement!”

Bai Donglin raised his eyebrows slightly. He had only regarded it as a reference. As for how to supplement and improve it, he would have to wait until he accepted the new inheritance in the war monument.

After all, Zulong and his colleagues' method was derived from one of the Eight Divisions, and was limited by personal cognition, so there would be more or less some deviations in understanding. In his opinion, it would not be considered a success unless the success rate was increased to more than 50%.

"Unfortunately, although the Xilifeng's transformation method has a high success rate, it is too difficult to implement. It requires ninety-nine reincarnations and requires extremely high personal talent and ability, so it is not suitable for mass production."

Bai Donglin shook his head helplessly, glanced at the "soul light ball" floating in the corner, and then withdrew from the Cherubim space.

The empty Blood Hell Temple was still filled with loneliness. Apart from the floating lotus above the throne, there were no other aura fluctuations.

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"Um?"

Buzz!

The crystal skull bracelet on the wrist vibrated slightly, flashing blue light, and calls came one after another.

"Isn't it time to deliver the Origin Particles yet?"

Bai Donglin muttered to himself, his mind moved slightly, and he responded to the call of the lords of the abyss and descended to the deepest part of the Styx.

"Master, you are finally here!"

Flynn, the Lord of the Abyss, who had already submitted to Bai Donglin, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the projection of Bai Donglin's thoughts.

"What happened?"

Bai Donglin frowned slightly, and heard bursts of Sanskrit sounds in his ears. Buddha's light flowed and gathered into lotus flowers. Looking at the scene in front of him, he felt a little strange.

This is a huge blue light-shielded space, which he arranged to take special care of Moro. The seven abyss lords also shrunk their bodies and lived in the same room.

“Ahem, Master, it’s this stubborn bald donkey. He, he seems to be about to break through the tenth realm!!”

"What!?"

Bai Donglin was stunned. He looked at the seven Abyss Lords in front of him with disbelief. He couldn't help but complain: "Are you kidding me? I asked you to help me subdue Moro and make him willing to work for me, not to help him achieve the Tenth Realm!"

"Explain, what's going on?"

Bai Donglin's expression darkened. Moro was very special. His value lay in his body of reincarnation and his sleepless spirit. Because of the existence of these two combined, ordinary rough methods of subduing him could not be used, otherwise the sleepless spirit would be destroyed. That was why he went to so much trouble.

"Well, this bald donkey is really, kind of scary!"

Flynn looked hesitant. It was really difficult for an evil lord like him to say such words.

"In the past 20,000 or 30,000 years, apart from spending a little energy to create the origin particles, all our efforts have been used to torture this bald donkey."

"But, we have exhausted all the means of punishment in the history of the Endless Abyss, but he still hasn't surrendered. This guy's will... is indeed very terrifying!"

Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly. He had to admit that Moro was an amazing talent, but he didn't expect that the other party had such a side.

"Not long ago, this bald donkey suddenly laughed up to the sky, muttering something..."

"If I don't go to hell, who will? Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Mahasattva. Hell is dense and dark, and the devil and Buddha will be forever in it."

"Then he became like this. We can sense that the origin particles are condensing in his body. This is indeed a sign of entering the Tenth Realm."

Hell? Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?

Bai Donglin couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. He couldn't help but admire this guy, Mara. He regarded the Styx as hell, and under endless torture, he actually gained enlightenment and ascended to the status of Buddha.

"Interesting, Morro..."

"You are qualified to cooperate with me."

Even if one achieves the tenth realm, he still cannot escape the fate of being suppressed by the Styx.

This wild horse that has broken free from its reins is still under his control.

All we can say is that Moro’s value of being exploited is even greater.

(End of this chapter)