Chapter 596: Saint's Tomb

One, two, three, four...

Bai Donglin's will jumped back and forth in the coffins, between life and death.

Eyes, nose, ears, mouth, hair...

Although the will descends to different places and the observed skin color and texture are different, they all undoubtedly possess the same characteristics.

It is so huge, so huge that even if Bai Donglin stretches his will to the limit, he still cannot observe the full picture of any organ.

Later, Bai Donglin was so shocked that he became numb. He stopped his meaningless movements, came back to life, and sat cross-legged on the huge coffin.

After repeated attempts, he has discovered that the inside of the Bronze Immortal Palace is very safe and does not have the counter-measures he imagined.

The shock in Bai Donglin's eyes gradually subsided, becoming clear and deep again. His expression was calm, but his heart was filled with endless thoughts.

"What realm are these beings in? Eleven, twelve, or the ultimate of all, the thirteenth realm!?"

He could only rely on his current knowledge to think of the realm of these corpses as higher as possible. He didn't need to think at all. If he regarded them as the Tenth Realm, it would be an insult to these beings! The end of the Tenth Realm can be seen from Xilifeng, Jiang Wudao, and the gravekeeper Aman. He was sure that the Tenth Realm would never be able to reach this level, even if it was just to simply enlarge the divine body.

"These beings are at least at the eleventh realm!"

"My true self is the only one that gathers all world lines, integrates endless others, summarizes all time nodes, the past and the future, and is the strongest."

"That is the so-called saint in myths and legends, the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!"

Bai Donglin's eyebrows twitched slightly and he looked around. Under the hazy fairy light, there were more than billions of coffins floating in this empty space.

"Hundreds of millions of supreme saints are buried here together. This is..."

"What a horrific battle!!"

His will was stirred. At this moment, his gaze was no longer limited to the Mother River and the broken wall. The corpses here silently told him something.

"What exactly is the Black Disaster?"

The only possibility that could cause the tragic deaths of so many saints could be the black disaster recorded in the information he observed from the stone tablet at the end of reincarnation. It was a horrific war that swept across countless heavens and worlds.

For some reason, perhaps under the influence of the corpses of billions of saints here, as Bai Donglin's thoughts spread, when the word "black disaster" sounded in his mind, some erased memories deep in his memory actually resurfaced.

——

Big battle!

It was an extremely brutal war! Countless worlds turned to ashes in the aftermath of the fierce battle. The supreme masters who had stepped into the other side of eternity fell one after another, and some transcendent masters who were above the concept had all traces wiped out and died completely.

"Zhan, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Chen, you understand. If we continue to fight like this, not only will we not be able to get rid of the Black Disaster, but we may even let the things fall into their hands."

"Even if there is only a one in a million chance, there is no room for maneuver. I cannot let this possibility go."

"Block everything, cut off everything."

"I will use my life to bury him completely!"

"Shang, Taiyi..."

The scene suddenly stopped and Bai Donglin was stunned. This inexplicable sense of familiarity made him think and take out the war monument from the sea of ​​​​gods.

"This is the scene shown to me by the war monument that successfully merged the five monuments last time. Some of my memories were actually erased without my knowledge!!"

Bai Donglin's eyes turned cold, which made him, who was used to being unscrupulous, feel a little uneasy. If his memory could be erased, he could be transformed into another person.

"wrong!"

"This method goes against the principle of immortality. My memory cannot be erased or modified!"

Bai Donglin frowned and suddenly came to his senses, realizing that he had fallen into a misconception. His memory should not have been erased, but covered up by some terrible means.

Now that his memory has reappeared, it is a great piece of evidence. Looking down at the war monument in his hand, Bai Donglin's eyes flashed with a gleam of light.

“Fight, fight…”

"The War Clan, the War Monument, and the unknown existence in the picture that wants to cover everything and cut off everything is also called 'War'!"

All the details were connected together, and his mind was working slightly, and he had some guesses in his mind.

"Zhan is the origin of the Zhan Clan. This Zhan Monument should be Zhan's personal belonging, so it records the conversations between the supreme beings!"

"And this ruined world should be the base camp of Zhan and his tribe. The Mother River is where Zhan wants to cut off everything and block all means to use against all living beings in the world."

"Since you don't want the creatures of this world to leave and destroy your arrangement to shield this world, why don't you completely wipe out all the creatures in this world? Wouldn't that be a permanent solution? For beings like you, to achieve this is just a thought."

"Things shouldn't be that simple..."

Bai Donglin's eyes were filled with doubt. He did not believe that those beings would have mercy and compassion. If it could really solve the problem once and for all, he would definitely do it without hesitation. After all, many of the heavens and worlds had been destroyed by the aftermath of their battle.

The only reason we cannot do this is that we cannot do it. All living things and spirits have a reason to exist, which makes "war" unavoidable.

This also explains why, throughout the ages, the Mother River has had countless means to completely wipe out all living things, but has no source to do so.

"The relationship between the myriad worlds and the myriad spirits is symbiotic, and neither can do without the other!"

Bai Donglin's eyes were determined, confirming his guess. This was the only possible explanation.

"This world belongs to Zhan, and the Zhan tribe is the only native people. So, the three tribes of humans, monsters, and aliens are all outsiders?"

"We are allies and invaders. Haha, although after years of naturalization, there is no distinction between natives and outsiders, but in essence, we are all the same."

"So they are all 'time travelers'!"

Bai Donglin didn't know what he was thinking about, and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. The secret he had been hiding for so long was completely unnecessary in the end.

"Strange, how come my obscured memories suddenly resurfaced?"

After calming down his racing thoughts, Bai Donglin returned his gaze to the outside world. He looked down at the war monument in his hand, then looked at the coffin that filled his entire field of vision.

"Although the corpses in these coffins are different, they all have the same characteristic, which is that they are extremely huge. This doesn't make sense!"

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The size of the body cannot determine everything. It does not mean that the larger the body, the higher the realm. There has never been such a saying.

Because the cultivators have different ethnic bloodlines, practice different techniques, and take different paths, the external forms they manifest are definitely different.

Being in the same realm of the only true self, some beings may have bodies larger than a universe, and some may even be smaller than a speck of dust, but there is no difference between the two; they are beings of the same level with equal strength.

What did he see now? The morphological features revealed by the corpses of hundreds of millions of saints were all the same. This could not be a coincidence. There was no such coincidence in the world. These were all supreme beings of at least the eleventh realm, not the same ants that could be found everywhere on the ground.

"The information that was covered up in my memory came from the war monument. When I arrived here, it inexplicably broke free from the shield and reappeared. The reason pointed to these corpses..."

Combining the two, the answer is self-evident. The thoughts in Bai Donglin's eyes disappeared and he tightened the war monument in his hand.

"These corpses are all from the Zhan Clan, the true rulers of this world!"

A complex look flashed across Bai Donglin's eyes. "War" cut off everything, imprisoning countless lives forever in this cage without a future, and leaving the terrible thing, the Mother River, to monitor all living beings.

If I say I hate him, it seems that I have no reason to hate him. Didn't you see that the War Clan has been wiped out for this, and hundreds of millions of saints have died here, not to mention those weaker people in the War Clan. The number of sacrificed members is definitely beyond expression in numbers.

These saints were able to leave behind their corpses, but the endless creatures of the War Clan did not leave even a trace and were completely buried by time.

As the instigator of everything, Zhan, now no one knows whether he is alive or dead. Bai Donglin really doesn't know where this hatred comes from.

"Black disaster, black disaster!"

"It is the root of all suffering. What Zhan did was just to sacrifice the self for the sake of the overall situation."

"Moreover, he led by example and even annihilated his own tribe."

"hatred?"

Bai Donglin shook his head slightly, slowly stood up, with a solemn expression, and bowed slightly towards the billions of coffins in all directions to show his respect.

"It's such a waste to leave these saints' corpses lying here!"

Bai Donglin swallowed, moved his eyes away from the coffin with difficulty, and shook his head fiercely.

"No, no! These are the heroes who died fighting the Black Disaster. How can you even think of eating their corpses!?"

"Bah! Bai Donglin, you are such a shameless pervert!"

"Extinction——"

Like a punishment, Bai Donglin entered death in the most painful way. The strange will no longer lingered, but swept across billions of coffins and spread to the center of the void space.

Each birth and death can span millions of light years, and after a moment, it is close to the central area.

At the same time, a doubt arose in my mind.

"Why didn't Xilifeng mention the remains of hundreds of millions of saints in his plan? Did he hide it from me on purpose?"

"Or rather..."

"She doesn't know, either?"

But judging from Xili Feng's various behaviors, it doesn't seem like he is completely ignorant of the situation in the Bronze Immortal Palace. There may be other reasons.

"Could it be that what she knew changed after I came in?"

Bai Donglin's heart moved and he had a bold guess.

(End of this chapter)