Chapter 743: Yasha Yuzhi Tong

Bai Donglin was a little hesitant.

This trip has made him a lot of money because his future self was unexpectedly powerful. The gains were far beyond his plans. For safety reasons, retreating immediately is the best option.

But……

There are so many broken planes right before my eyes, and I would feel uncomfortable if I didn't devour them.

The dark creatures that eroded the heavens also suffered a devastating blow. Not to mention the endless number of weak and mindless creatures, there were tens of millions of strong men in the tenth and eleventh realms alone who died in the aftermath of the battle, which could be considered a relief for the seven giants.

"The attack methods of the twelfth realm are very powerful and special."

"These creatures, as well as the destroyed planes of the world, cannot be restored to their original state through the reversal of time and space."

Bai Donglin's eyes flickered as he looked back at the past time and space. That hundred years had completely vanished and been erased from the information level. A terrifying aura lingered around it, making it difficult for him to step into it.

Under normal circumstances, the remains of a world destroyed by conventional means are still within the scope of time and space, and the cost of reversing time and restoring it is very small.

But if the debris is swallowed up, the world cannot be directly restored, unless the Eight Realms will "create something out of nothing" is used, and a thought creates a great world, constantly generating matter to fill the void. But compared to the vastness of the heavens, this method is extremely inefficient, and few Twelve Realms are willing to condescend to do such a hard job.

"The Dark Erosion Heavens are very large, and the planes of the world are endless. In the past hundred years, only about ten million worlds have been destroyed by the aftermath of the battlefield. It seems that there are many Black Disaster warriors who were killed or injured, but compared to the overall situation, it is nothing."

He still remembered the horrifying scene of billions of coffins in the Bronze Immortal Palace. The corpses lying in them were all in the eleventh realm, and all came from the heavens where the War Clan was.

This is still a collection of intact corpses. Who knows how many more there are whose bodies were directly destroyed?

Of course, the War Clan's world gave birth to transcendent beings, whose power is naturally incomparable to that of the Dark Erosion Heavens.

It can be seen from these clues that in this endless environment of the heavens, the eleventh realm is really nothing and can no longer be called the peak combat power. Therefore, Bai Donglin did not have much desire to continue slaughtering the black disaster strongmen here.

Although Dark Eclipse is not the most powerful in the heavens, the death of tens of thousands of eleventh realms is not a big deal.

"Unless I can kill one or two strong men from the other side, only such a record is worth it for me to continue to take the risk and stay!"

There are only a few beings in the universe who have set foot on the other side. If they were to die, it would be enough to make Black Disaster feel sad for a long time.

"Um!?"

Puff——

Bai Donglin, who was hesitating, suddenly turned pale and spat out a large mouthful of black blood. His strong aura suddenly weakened.

Boom! Snap! ! In the long river of time and space, endless waves were set off. An extremely huge arm blasted through the boundary of the future and directly rushed into the corrupt battlefield.

"Ahem! Okay, okay, I understand..."

Bai Donglin shook his head and smiled bitterly, all the hesitation in his eyes disappeared. His future self had already made the decision for him.

He spent a hundred years devouring nine dimensions of the world, and his strength soared greatly. He had already suppressed the backlash, but the second arm that came across time caused him to fall into a near-death state under the horrific backlash.

"The stronger I am, the more bodies from the future can enter the present world. Maybe... I can really kill an existence from the other side!"

"You are so brave! Do it!"

Bai Donglin's eyes were deep. He no longer thought about whether the transcendent might appear. He abandoned his worries and plunged into the wreckage of the plane, devouring it wantonly.

…

Time flies, ten thousand years later.

Countless planes of the world were destroyed and mixed together in disorder like a puddle of mud, making it impossible to tell how many worlds were integrated into this huge mass of debris and ruins.

Deep in the plane's wreckage, dozens of figures stood, all with a majestic and eerie aura, solemn expressions, and dark eyes gazing into the distance.

"He's coming!"

Everyone's eyes were startled as they stared at the vortex of chaos that swallowed everything, with a hint of fear in their eyes.

"We must stop him. If we allow him to continue to devour the remains of the world, the situation on the battlefield at the end of time and space will become increasingly unfavorable to you gentlemen. That monster... his entire head is about to cross over into the real world!"

"This is Lord Dark Owl's order. We must stop him even if we have to die!"

The leading Black Disaster roared loudly. Although he had a strong momentum, there was no confidence in his eyes. The human in the center of the vortex was too powerful. After hundreds of desperate blocking battles, he could not even break the light flow on the opponent's body surface.

This is an invincible enemy. Although it looks like it is dying and spits out black blood from time to time, it is immortal and has been like this for thousands of years.

"Ahem! I'm lucky today. I can have another extra meal."

Bai Donglin staggered, his robes were soaked with foul-smelling black blood, he was dying, and it seemed that he would fall down at any time, but every step he took could cross an infinite distance, and the debris of the planes wherever he passed was swallowed up to create a clean and huge passage.

"kill--"

The powerful Black Disaster warriors roared and rushed into the vortex of chaos with the belief of seeing death as the way out.

"What a pathetic bunch."

Bai Donglin's eyes were deep and his expression was indifferent. He had seen this scene many times in the past ten thousand years. Without exception, it was just a meal.

Although he was weak, the power he could mobilize had already surpassed the imagination of the Eleventh Realm.

Snap——

"Huh?"

Bai Donglin was slightly stunned, and his numb emotions suddenly began to stir. He saw that in the void in front of him, a huge crack appeared in the long river of time and space, and a twisted and illusory giant hand stretched out. The dozens of Black Disaster warriors who had just launched the charge were killed by the aura before they could react.

The big hand had a clear target and directly grabbed Bai Donglin, then retreated into time and space and disappeared.

"Is it over already?"

Bai Donglin felt relieved and looked back. In the chaotic battlefield at the end of time and space, he vaguely saw an extremely huge head. Half of the face had crossed the boundary of the future, and a single, extremely bright eye looked at him with a smile.

"Yashiyu——"

A roar filled with anger came from the depths of the rotten battlefield. A dark figure with a terrifying aura stepped into the air and wanted to kill Bai Donglin, but was grabbed tightly by a big hand that suddenly appeared behind him and pulled back into the battlefield.

The light and shadow flashed rapidly, and Bai Donglin's perception was restored. He had already appeared on the boundary wall of the Dark Erosion Heavens.

Looking around, the seven giants with dull eyes were still being tortured by many attacks. Just like ten thousand years ago, the great war within the heavens had no impact here.

The twisted and illusory palm, even though it had shrunk a lot, still appeared extremely vast. Bai Donglin stood in the palm of the palm like a speck of dust.

"This is……"

Bai Donglin's expression moved, and he saw a vertical pupil surrounded by purple-gold light slowly floating down from the void and falling directly into his hand.

"Hachiyo?"

The feature of this vertical pupil is too obvious. There is a constantly flashing cross light in the center of the pupil. It is the strong man from the other side who attacked him at the beginning.

"Yashiyayuu no Hitomi!"

Good fellow! He really killed a supreme being who had stepped into the other shore!

A flash of enlightenment emerged in Bai Donglin's mind, and his intuition told him that it was time to escape. If he stayed any longer, something bad might happen.

The damage done to the dark heavens over ten thousand years is far less in value than that of a twelfth realm master.

The future body slowly retracted its twisted and illusory arm and pointed with one finger. The means inflicted on the seven giants were instantly broken, and the self-consciousness also awakened from unconsciousness.

But the seven of them were in extremely bad condition and were still in a deep sleep. The torture and trauma of the three Great Yan eras had already penetrated deeply into their consciousness and it was not so easy to recover.

"Thank you very much!"

Bai Donglin looked at the arm that retracted into the Dark Eclipse Heavens and nodded. Well, it felt a little strange to say thank you to himself.

"Hey, the wind is strong!"

With a wave of his hand, Vertical Pupil and the seven giants were all taken into the world of hell.

"Extinction——"

The moment Bai Donglin self-destructed, his future body suddenly lost its foothold in the present world. In the absolutely irresistible terrifying rejection, it instantly turned into nothingness and returned to the endless future fog.

"Damn it! Damn it! Roar!"

"Hate! Hate!"

"Human race, we will remember you!"

Deep in the rotten battlefield, the hateful roar seemed somewhat impotent and furious.

"Dark Owl, why?! Why don't you ask that adult for help?"

The Source of Great Evil spoke in a harsh tone, expressing his extreme dissatisfaction.

"Dark Owl, I know you are not happy with Ba Chi You, but you shouldn't let him die just because of these little things, right?"

In the twisted shadows, a pair of red eyes flickered.

“Shut up everyone!!”

Dark Owl instantly suppressed his anger, his expression became grim and indifferent, and then he sighed softly.

"Oh, I lied to you."

"I have no way to contact that lady directly. It is said that we met once and had a very pleasant conversation. In fact, I only saw her back from a distance of one trillion super thoughts..."

“What!? You, you…”

The Source of Great Evil was stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment. This despicable guy, Dark Owl, had been bluffing them with lies for countless years.

In this case, the phantom that appeared in the temple was also the work of Dark Owl.

"Humph! Dark Owl, you are really good!"

The source of evil was so angry that he walked away without saying another word.

"Do you think I want this? How can I drive the heavens without taking advantage of the situation?"

Dark Owl's eyes flickered. After all, truth cannot be hidden. The death of Bashiyou was enough to arouse suspicion among the Source of Great Evil. He might as well admit it openly.

But having said that.

Does a glance from afar mean that we have met once? Does kneeling and talking to oneself mean that we have a good conversation? How can what happened with a transcendent person be considered a lie?

It's just a slight exaggeration and embellishment. This guy, the source of evil, really doesn't understand.

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"Scarlet, you should be able to understand me, right?"

"hehe!"

The twisted shadow suddenly shrank into the red eyes, flashed slightly, and disappeared into the air.

"The spiral arm is still a remote place far away from the core. The vision of the transcendent is too far-reaching to see even a little dust..."

That’s right, in the eyes of Dark Owl, the Dark Erosion of the Heavens is just an insignificant speck of dust.

"Only by achieving transcendence can one rise above the endless heavens."

"Humph! I have no hope of breaking through, and neither do those guys in Luan Hong's Red Extreme Swirl Arm. It is imperative to destroy the Dao of the Heavens!"

Dark Owl's eyes were grim. He took a step forward and disappeared into the dark fog, leaving behind only a piece of corrupted time and space that could not be restored.

…

Tianqian Continent, as the core of Tianqian Divine Realm, is as prosperous as ever.

The countless creatures living on the continent are completely unaware of what happened more than 10,000 years ago when time was frozen for a moment, and they still worship the imperial city at the core of the continent with utmost piety.

In their eyes, the royal Qian family is still the supreme ruler, an existence above gods and demons.

Only a few people know that all this is an illusion, and the sky has changed ten thousand years ago.

"Xiao Kunzi, the tribute that comes once every ten thousand years has ended. Have all the treasures and resources been stored?"

Bai Donglin had an indifferent expression. He casually placed a piece on the chessboard, glanced at Qian Kun in front of him, and asked.

He was just a clone and couldn't even do the most basic cultivation. During these boring years, he could only play chess, grow flowers and play with birds.

As for the most important thing, they provide a steady stream of resources to Zhie, and naturally the Qian family will take care of everything for him. With absolute strength to suppress everything, everything will naturally go smoothly.

"Reporting to you, sir! All the resources contributed by the 120,000 empires under Tian Qian's rule have been deposited into the warehouse! This is the statistical catalog, please take a look!"

Qian Kun forced a bitter smile. As the saying goes, serving the king is like serving a tiger. Ten thousand years of fear and anxiety have made him look haggard, and his strength has stagnated without any improvement.

"Leave it there for now."

Bai Donglin raised his eyes. After the clones devoured the previous treasure house, they had met the conditions for breeding gods and demons. Now the demand for resources was not so urgent. He just didn't know what had delayed the original body, so that he didn't return at the agreed time.

The collection of treasure resources is an eternal and unchanging goal. The master will definitely not have too much, so he is still quite concerned about it.

"By the way, has there been any movement from the Ancient Hongxian Dynasty recently?"

Bai Donglin felt a little depressed. Ten thousand years had passed. Logically, Gu Hong should have sent someone over. Tian Qian was a divine domain after all. How could they just give it up?

"this……"

Qian Kun's figure paused, and his eyes became evasive.

"Speak now, and I'll spare your life."

"Thank you, sir!"

Qian Kun heaved a sigh of relief. Although he was afraid of Bai Donglin, he also knew that he would keep his word. He gathered his thoughts and said carefully, "Sir, I followed your instructions and reported everything to the Ancient Hongxian Dynasty ten thousand years ago."

"But, you also know that the power of the Immortal Dynasty is beyond imagination. There are many Eleventh Realm masters in charge of it. They all have the power to control the long river of time and space. I guess they noticed something, so... they didn't respond immediately."

Bai Donglin showed a noncommittal look when he heard this. He naturally knew the power of the eleventh realm better than Qian Kun. The strength he showed was not enough to intimidate an immortal dynasty.

If there are any concerns, they may not be due to his power, but most likely because they cannot see through his background.

If what he expected was correct, by now, his information would have been thoroughly checked.

"Not long ago, I finally received a response from the Ancient Hongxian Dynasty. They said..."

"Help Tian Qian contact our ancestors. They will not interfere in this matter. Everything will be left to the Qian family. Calculating the date, our ancestors should be arriving soon after they set out from the final other shore."

Qian Kun trembled with fear and cowered, fearing that Bai Donglin would fly into a rage and slap him to death with one palm.

These days, he had been praying that Bai Donglin would not mention the matter so that he could get away with it and wait for the ancestor to arrive. But once he was asked, he would not be able to hide his lies from the other party's perception, so he could only tell the truth.

“I see.”

Bai Donglin looked calm and composed, playing with the chess pieces on his fingertips. It seemed that the Gu Hongxian Dynasty was very cunning. They couldn't find out his background, so they wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, while he just watched the fire from the other side of the river.

The final other side is a formidable force that is no less powerful than the Dimension Swordsman and the Space-Time Administration.

Snap!

The chess pieces fell like stars, smashing the chessboard into nothingness.

Bai Donglin slowly stood up, looked up into the depths of the galaxy, a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Speak of the devil, he's here at last!"

"Uh, who is Cao Cao?"

Qian Kun was slightly stunned. Who was Cao Cao who actually attracted so much attention from the adults? Could he be the one and only powerful person who had brought the timeline back to the past?

Why does this conversation seem familiar?

Bai Donglin secretly complained in his heart, raised his hand to grab Qian Kun's shoulder, stepped out of the Tiangan Continent and came into the starry sky.

"Who else could it be? Your ancestor!"

The brilliant and dazzling solar ring released endless light and heat. Not far away, three figures stood side by side, frowning and scanning the void. Their gazes seemed to have transcended dimensions and time, and saw the scene in the treasure house.

"What an arrogant thief! Are you kidding me, there is no one in our family?!"

His tone was dark, but full of rage. It was bad enough that he had robbed countless treasures and resources, but he also occupied the treasury and refused to leave. He ate and drank lavishly in it. This was really...

This is too much!

Qian Yuanzi was so angry that his eyebrows twitched. He slowly turned around and looked at Bai Donglin who came out of nowhere with cold eyes.

"No matter who you are or where you come from, the Ancient Hongxian Dynasty is timid about this matter. I, Qian Yuanzi, cannot swallow this!"

"Come with us."

No matter who it is, once they reach the final other shore, they must obey his orders and punishments.

"Hey, little Kunzi, it seems that you underestimated your own family! Three people in the eleventh realm, this is far from the legend..."

The long years and abundant resources have undoubtedly created an excellent environment for the strong to grow wildly. No one knows how many strong people will be born and where they will hide.

The eleventh realm is already otherworldly and beyond time. They will move to higher realms, do more important things, and explore more powerful powers. Few people will continue to linger where they are.

The ancestor of the Qian family attaches great importance to bloodline.

"My Lord, I..."

Qian Kun had a sad face and looked left and right, fearing that Bai Donglin would give up and crush him to death.

“Arrogant!”

Bai Donglin's act of turning a blind eye made Qian Yuanzi and others furious. Without saying anything more, they stepped directly into the long river of time and space, using their magical powers to suppress the source of Bai Donglin's existence.

Although they seemed furious on the surface, they were still rational in their hearts and did not kill anyone outright. Bai Donglin was so calm and weird that people couldn't help but feel fearful.

The forces in the Taihao Heavens are complicated and intricate. Even the other side cannot cover the sky with one hand. We still have to consider the other party's mysterious background.

"Three fools."

Bai Donglin was speechless.

If he were to attack him directly, he, a weak clone left behind by his original self a long time ago, would really have no way to stop him. If they fought, the only possibility would be that his strength would be exhausted and he would turn into nothingness.

Qian Yuanzi and his companions chose the worst way of attack.

Attacking the source of existence above the long river of time and space, those figures are all his real bodies! (End of this chapter)