Chapter 738 Infinite Personality Union

“wubba lubba dubdubs!!”

"Separate~~"

Bai Donglin was upset when he saw the skinny old man in front of him with messy hair, a white coat, talking nonsense and drinking heavily.

The Bloodthirsty Blade was taken out from the depths of his mind. After releasing the "Ten Colors Eternal Ban", a bright red light flashed, and the blade twisted and squirmed, and then it turned into the strange old man in front of him.

Bird language: wubba lubba dubdubs, translated into: I am in pain, please save me.

"Rick, a mere mortal, possesses wisdom beyond that of gods, and can manipulate the endless universe and time dimensions at his fingertips."

"Mortals are mortals after all. Their weak ego consciousness makes them unable to control their own wisdom. They are eventually lost in the turbulence of time, living in pain and madness."

"wubba lubba dubdubs! Everywhere~"

Bai Donglin shook his head slightly, his breath slightly fluctuated, and he pressed Rick down into the void.

"Okay, Rick, you're not in pain. You are no longer a mortal. After you and the Endless Personality devoured Curacao's consciousness, your life essence has made a leap. How could you be immersed in the maze of time?"

“Hahaha! You saw through me!”

Under the suppression of the breath, Rick clenched his palm, and the wine bottle twisted into a sci-fi pistol. He shot at the person below him. A green vortex opened and his body fell into it. The next moment, he appeared in front of Bai Donglin.

"Dr. Bai, thank you for creating me. What do you need me to do? Create a micro universe? Reverse a black hole into a star? Or blow up a certain annoying universe? Hahaha! Just tell me, Rick can do it!"

The virtual personalities are creations carefully crafted by Bai Donglin. Each one is infinitely close to the reality in fantasy, so that they can give him advice and prevent him from falling into self-cognitive bias.

Naturally, Rick's madman character was perfectly inherited, regardless of whether his ego consciousness was strong or not.

Bai Donglin doesn't care about these things. It doesn't matter whether he is a madman or a saint. He just needs to make sure that the "Blood-Crying Blade" is completely loyal to him. This has been engraved into the underlying logic when the virtual personality was created. The entire process of infecting the Blood-Crying Blade is watched by the divine self, and there will definitely be no situation where it is out of control.

The virtual personalities that parasitize the thought particles can be generated infinitely. When the army of personalities attacks Curacao's consciousness, it is not a one-time effort, but rather a succession of sacrifices before they successfully replace it.

"These are small things that I can do with just a flick of my finger. I don't need to trouble you, Rick, who is so smart."

The universe that Rick mentioned is not the heavens, but at most a vast world.

"Okay, you're awesome. Uncle Rick is going back. Ten thousand red-haired beauties are still waiting..."

Rick had a lewd look on his face, and he pushed his hips towards Bai Donglin in an extremely obscene manner. Then his figure twisted and turned into a pink creature with a dull look, like a mentally retarded person.

"SpongeBob! Let's go catch jellyfish~"

Bai Donglin: "..."

I was careless and the experiment was too rough. Infinite personalities swarmed into the Bloodthirsty Blade. The most intelligent personality and the smartest personality merged together.

Curacao's ego consciousness has long lost its essence, and has been infected and devoured by endless personalities. The consciousness in the Bloodthirsty Blade at this moment should be called - an infinite personalities union!

"Go away and play with your balls!"

Bai Donglin had a dark face and held Patrick in his hand. His thoughts poured out. The light and shadow flickered, and the Bloodthirsty Blade finally revealed its true appearance.

The knife was extremely long and narrow, with a black handle and a scarlet blade. The blade was faintly stained with blood, exuding an ancient meaning and a murderous intent.

“Nice knife!”

Bai Donglin nodded with satisfaction, his eyes swept across the blade. The fine cracks there were very eye-catching. The scars had penetrated deep into the origin, caused by his use of the Abandoning Body Fist to counter the Blood Palm of the Source Secret Lord.

"The Daobing clan dares to be named 'Daobing', so they must be extraordinary. Now is the time to witness a miracle..."

Ding-ling-dang!

More than a dozen Zhenyi ancient artifacts were taken out, and all kinds of terrifying auras spread. The void broke into pieces under their pressure.

These trophies all have complete origins, except for a few that were broken by him, but the essence still exists. They are treasures that many people in the eleventh realm only possess one.

They all possess unique characteristics. In the highest level of the prehistoric world, they are called Chaos Treasures, and are no different from Chaos Beads, Creation Jade Discs, and Chaos Green Lotus. They are extremely rare and powerful treasures.

"From now on, Curacao will become a thing of the past. Your true name is - Weeping Blood!"

"I hope that when I reach the other shore, you can also grow into the source of the other shore, otherwise..."

“You lose the value of your existence.”

Bai Donglin looked solemn and spoke in a serious tone. Ordinary treasures were not as hard as his fists, so if he was going to use a weapon, he would have to use the strongest one.

He was not trying to scare Qixue. His power was so enormous that if Qixue was not strong enough, she would not be able to bear his power. The only outcome would be that her origin would be shattered.

Yin, yin, yin! The Blood-Crying Body trembled violently and shivered. It naturally did not want to die, and the Infinite Personality Union did not want to return to illusion.

"Eat it, so you can grow taller."

Bai Donglin shook his head and laughed. Without any mercy, he stuffed all the ancient artifacts, including the Weeping Blood, into the Furnace of the Heavens in his body. Under the smelting of the scorching divine fire, many of the ancient artifacts let out desperate howls, while the Weeping Blood buzzed with excitement.

Every ancient artifact was born with divinity, and they naturally did not want to be destroyed. They struggled and resisted with all their might, but it was meaningless under Bai Donglin's suppression.

"You were used by the Black Disaster, and the lives you devoured were endless. It is only natural that you die."

Bai Donglin looked indifferent and let the ancient artifact be devoured amidst the wailing. Such a generous act was outrageous!

Curacao probably would never have thought until his death that his body could feed so many ancient artifacts. Such a luxury was something he could not even think about. If he obtained ancient artifacts, the most he could do was to trade them for many materials and upgrade himself, which was much more cost-effective than directly swallowing them.

Bai Donglin is rich and powerful, so he doesn't bother to make such an effort. Anyway, killing the eleventh realm is as easy as butchering a dog. Will he be afraid of not having ancient artifacts in the future?

The Furnace of the Heavens contains the ultimate destructive power, which can even melt ancient artifacts, but it cannot imitate the special furnace of the heavens where the Daobing clan lives.

Therefore, it was impossible to give birth to a little crying blood, and he had no intention of doing so. Besides, where could he catch another Taoist weapon? A clever housewife could not cook without rice, and a knife alone could not give birth to a cub.

"Not bad, not bad. After all the effort, I finally got a precious sword that can be infinitely upgraded. It's worth it!"

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Bai Donglin nodded with satisfaction. Just like the martial arts he practiced, he liked to do things once and for all.

At this time, in addition to its original long sword form, Qixue has undergone a strange change under the infection of infinite personalities, and can manifest the personalities that exist in fantasy.

This new feature makes Bloodthirsty no longer a simple long sword, but a multifunctional one. Just like Rick, there are many more, and when needed, they can be materialized to help him run errands and give him a hand.

Of course, some young and mentally retarded people can be forgiven.

This unexpected situation might be related to the fact that he used the Ring of the Origin Universe to tamper with its form of existence in order to stuff the Crying Blood into his mind.

From the very beginning, the experiment was conducted in the unknown, and there would be uncertain results, but this did not surprise Bai Donglin too much. Instead, he accepted it calmly. After digesting the experimental data, he would naturally understand the reason for all this.

After arranging everything, Bai Donglin looked thoughtful. It would take Jiuyao quite a while to completely swallow up the heavens. He only needed to use the time and space freeze at the end and then swallow up all the energy crystals in an instant.

Therefore, there is no need for him to stay here and waste time, and he can use his energy to do other things.

"In an area where no Twelve Realms have set foot, with my current strength, leaving behind a clone is enough to handle everything."

As his mind moved, an invisible sword light flashed within his body, and the next moment, Bai Donglin was resurrected behind his clone.

"Crying blood, looking at Jiuyao."

Yin! Qixue was so smart that he instantly understood the two meanings of this sentence and responded with a shock.

Bai Donglin nodded. He had no intention of taking Qixue with him. Qixue was in a critical period of smelting at this moment, and the place he was going was very dangerous, so it was not advisable to bring it with him.

After reflecting on himself and making sure nothing was left out, Bai Donglin took a step forward and disappeared, leaving only his clone sitting cross-legged on the center of the flower with his eyes closed.

Jiuyao, who worked diligently, knew nothing about this.

…

In the realm of nothingness, in the absolute void, a figure appeared out of nowhere. With a slight flash, he appeared beyond a thousand eternal thoughts.

Bai Donglin instantly moved away from the battlefield ruins and rushed away in the opposite direction of Taihao Heavens, using the means of self-destruction to escape.

He also had two purposes for this trip.

First, he, who was constantly communicating with his clone's memories, had already set a time. Ten thousand years later, he would return to Taihao. By that time, his clone would have devoured the Tiangan treasure house completely, and his spiritual world would have been nourished to a certain degree, so he could begin to conceive gods and forge demons.

Second, what he was doing at this moment, leaving Luan Hong's Chiji Rotating Arm and stepping into the nearest Black Disaster Heaven! He could self-destruct and resurrect, so he didn't care how far away he was, nor did he care if he had a way to retreat. He could self-destruct and return to Taihao at any time.

For this trip to the Black Disaster Heavens, the most basic requirement Bai Donglin set for himself was to leave behind a resurrection base and create an outpost that belonged to him alone.

"Tsk, being alone and deep in the enemy's territory, it's exciting just to think about it!"

Bai Donglin's eyes were deep, with a hint of tyranny. In Black Disaster's territory, he didn't need to suppress his nature too much and could be a little unbridled.

In his eyes, everything related to the Black Disaster was just energy that could be transformed.

On this trip, as long as he doesn’t encounter a transcendent, no one can stop his destruction!

Death in exchange for the destruction of the black disaster.

This is the correct way to achieve immortality.

(End of this chapter)