Chapter 828 The Man Behind the Tomb

"Finally, the Tomb of Transcendence that has been sleeping for nineteen Great Eras is about to be opened?"

Taihao Heavens, the pinnacle of technological power, the parallel universe and time of Jiasi 009.

At this moment, there were two boundless suns, one red and one white, rising slowly from the bottom of time and space. The completely different strange brilliance was filled with a domineering and gentle aura, illuminating the endless dimensions of time and space, and instantly spreading across this parallel universe.

The supreme eternity, the existence of the other side, the will of power and the absolute spirit! As the low murmur of "the will of power" sounded in the red sun, the vast and boundless world suddenly fell into stagnation, and everything was shrouded in red and white, like a silent abstract drawing that was cut off from reality.

Buzz!

Between the red and white suns, the light intertwined into a physical ribbon. A small book that looked like it was carved from colored glass was bound by the light, humming and vibrating violently, flashing a blinding red light.

One of the Twelve Keys, the Book of Emptiness and Clarity, contains waves of obscure information that converge from nothing to something, slowly weaving together to form an extremely complex coordinate.

Of course, if you want to lock a position in the empty realm where nothing exists, ordinary multi-dimensional coordinates are naturally impossible to figure out. You need to use the endless heavens as a reference, which is extremely complicated and cumbersome.

"Quanli, this time, who will go for this chance to transcend, you or me?"

One key can only bring one living being into the Tomb of Transcendence. They had already found out this information. When the Absolute Spirit asked this question, the light of the two suns became obviously several degrees hotter.

"Of course it's me! Here you go, can you hold it?"

His tone was indifferent, overbearing and resolute, making people dare not have the slightest thought of disobedience.

"Haha, how can I hand over the opportunity of transcendence to others? As for power, I have always given in to you during the endless years we have been together, but not this time!"

Absolute Spirit's gentle voice changed to a strong tone, and the warm white light turned into a scorching flame, burning fiercely as if to burn everything.

"What's there to argue about?"

The sudden indifferent voice broke the silent stalemate. The will of power and the absolute spirit trembled in their hearts at the same time. Someone actually approached them silently! ?

I couldn't help but look into the distance.

The abstract red and white world began to distort, and an illusory and blurry figure slowly emerged, filling the entire parallel universe and time. Everything became a part of his body. With indescribable terrifying eyes, he silently stared at the red and white sun as small as dust.

"Sir, I wonder who you are?"

The Absolute Spirit was the first to give in. The other party's existence was beyond his comprehension. Obviously, the existence that was more powerful than the other shore could only be... the Transcendent! "I, the Absolute Right."

Absolute power, one of the only two transcendents of science and technology, coming from the supreme idealistic heavens.

In just a moment, some extremely simple information flashed through the mind of the Will to Power and the Absolute Spirit. As he suddenly realized it, he immediately felt infinite respect in his heart.

After all, this person is at the end of the road they are taking, and his significance is more extraordinary than that of ordinary transcendents.

"Greetings, sir! I wonder why you are looking for us?"

The Transcendent One, who is above all things, can't possibly come here for a tomb, right? "You guessed correctly, I did come here for this."

The other shore seems transparent in the face of transcendence, and all thoughts and ideas are vividly visible.

"This tomb is not that simple. No matter who you are, you can't go far in it by yourself, so..."

With a flick of his finger, the red and white suns collided with each other involuntarily without causing any ripples. They merged into one and turned into a large pink ball of light.

"Haha, you are my trace clones. Now that I have revealed the secret, do you know what to do? Don't lose face for me!"

"Take care of yourself."

After saying that, Absolute Power quietly left, leaving the big pink ball standing there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.

…

In the original universe, in the dimension of information terminal, the source of information had a dazed look on his face. Looking at the slowly rotating ball of light in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little dry in his heart. At this moment, he felt that the "Book of Chaos" in his hand was extremely hot.

"Rise, Master, the Four-Colored Wheel of Origin..."

Who would have thought that in the small Taihao universe, there was not only Bai Donglin, but he was also a phoenix chick.

For a moment, the source of the information felt complicated and confused, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

…

The Hongmeng Heavens are located in the core area of ​​the endless vortex of the heavens. They are majestic and supreme. As a transcendent place that gave birth to the "Lord of Tao", its status is naturally self-evident.

In the empty domain with a radius of one hundred trillion super thoughts, he is the absolute overlord, and countless heavens have to rely on him.

"Master, we understand!"

The eleventh realm can be called the saint of the Hunyuan Wujiudao Dao, and the three in front of them are existences above the Dao, and are the strongest people in the eternal other side.

The Three Pure Ones are Yuanshi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun and Daode Tianzun.

At this time, the three supreme beings looked respectful and nodded in agreement to the old man's instructions.

"That's good to know."

The Taoist master has a gentle gaze, and anyone who sees him would think that he is just an ordinary kind old man, and it is impossible to associate him with a narrative-level transcendent being.

"The Tomb of Transcendence was a trick set up by the Lord of the Origin. No one knows how much He has spread."

"According to statistics, there are already tens of thousands of so-called 'Tombs of Transcendence' that have appeared one after another in the world. They are randomly distributed in the Void Realm. Whether it is the core area or the most remote spiral arms of the heavens, there are traces of them."

"We all agree that the Lord of the Origin Point has placed the secret of the Origin Point, the reason for the birth of the Dao of the Heavens, and all other shocking mysteries in the tomb..."

The "we" here naturally refers to the group of transcendent humans. Upon hearing this, the Three Pure Ones became more solemn.

"Master, this Tomb of Transcendence has been opened countless times since the beginning of countless years. Except for some remote places where people fought for places for unknown reasons, everything was normal. Why is it this time..."

The Lord of Dao and Morality originally wanted to say something loud and clear, but when he thought that this might be offensive, he held it back.

"Haha, you can't say it, you can't say it, just do it as you are told."

"Remember, the things in the tomb can only be taken over by our people. As for other races..."

The Taoist master hadn't finished speaking, but the Three Pure Ones understood and nodded. Those who are not of my race must have different hearts. This sentence has reference value at any time.

In times of peace, we must be prepared for danger and be on guard against others. Who can know what those ethnic groups are thinking? The word "human race", placed in the endless universe, in the vast and somewhat empty background, is already a very broad concept. It is not limited to simple bloodline, the form of the great way, but more of a will inheritance and self-cognition.

There are many races among the myriad races whose life forms and appearances are almost identical to those of humans, but they do not agree with the concept of "humanity" from the bottom of their hearts. Therefore, they are naturally alien races.

"Teacher, if we meet someone from the prehistoric times, we..."

Lingbao Tianzun seemed to be hesitant to speak, with a complicated look on his face.

"No problem, everything will be the same as before."

The Taoist Master waved his hand, and looked slowly with a gentle gaze, passing through numerous obstacles, looking at the sacred timeline. In the depths of the concept, he met a pair of eyes as sharp as swords, and nodded slightly.

Tongtian——

The relationship between Hongmeng and Honghuang is very complicated. To some extent, they can be said to be from the same source. It was only because of the emergence of the alien "Tongtian" that they became independent and called themselves Honghuang.

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To define the connection and difference between the two, we can use the two terms "official history" and "epic history". In the endless universe and in all things, this kind of scenario is not the only one.

"Okay, let's get started."

The Taoist Master retracted his gaze. This old event that had already been decided was not worth his getting upset about. He then looked at the Three Pure Ones and spoke softly.

"Yes, sir!"

The Three Pure Ones bowed and accepted the order, their eyes looked solemn, and at the same time, they made a mysterious gesture with their hands. A dazzling purple light rose from between their eyebrows, illuminating the universe. Their bodies twisted and became illusory, and finally turned into three wisps of faint air.

"One Qi becomes Three Pure Ones, reverse!"

"Three Pure One Qi!"

When the purple light faded, the Three Pure Ones had already merged into one. Their eyes were deep and their aura became even more unfathomable and majestic.

…

This situation, this scene, is exactly the same, and is played out repeatedly in every corner of the endless vortex of all races in the sky.

Bai Donglin was in a gray and silent place, holding the tattered book of Yan Su in his hand. He was full of lofty ambitions and was thinking about how to swallow the Tomb of Transcendence in one gulp and turn it into his own nourishment.

Although he had ears and eyes throughout the endless heavens, such top-secret information could only be known by the other side. Without special investigation, he naturally did not know that there was more than one so-called "Tomb of Transcendence".

What they didn't know was that at this time, one by one the transcendents had already come to their deaths, treating the tomb of the transcendent as a chessboard, playing games and competing with each other, all wanting to get a glimpse of the shocking secret of the Lord of the Source.

"Speaking of which, there is really no shortage of resources now. The energy gathered from various channels is endless. Well, I should also focus on seeking transcendence."

"A trip to the Tomb of Transcendence is a great opportunity to peek into the secrets of transcendence!"

Bai Donglin stood on the top of Yujing, looking down with a deep gaze. The magnificent scene between the boundless heaven and earth was reflected in the depths of his pupils.

According to his original plan, the two routes went forward in parallel, but the further he went, the more he realized that the "transcendent power" was insurmountable. The "True Scripture of Conceiving the God and Forging the Demon" was indeed powerful, with infinite potential and the ability to break all laws with one force.

However, this power is too great and too empty. The qualitative change caused by the simple quantitative change is not enough to break the boundary of transcendence. It was not until the "vortex power" was inadvertently comprehended that this huge power was unified and the final sublimation and transformation was achieved, comparable to the concept.

In other words, he has already walked through this path, and he only needs to open up the heavens step by step. One day, he will be able to compete with the transcendents. However, this is only the conceptual level. Above it, there is the narrative level and the legendary logical transcendents.

He only had a glimpse of the power of narrative, but he knew it was an insurmountable gap. The oppression from the realm made people feel powerless.

No matter how many universes you open up, or how great the superimposed power is, in the eyes of the narrator, it is nothing more than a piece of text that can be edited at will.

If he didn't have the seven-colored divine light protecting him, what would he be in the eyes of those terrifying beings! ?

To put it bluntly, it is just a slightly larger ant.

Bai Donglin thought about this, his eyes became more determined, he was not belittling himself, destroying his prestige. Only by clearly recognizing the gap between the two sides, can we catch up and surpass them bit by bit.

The most frightening thing for people is to sit in a well and look at the world from a narrow perspective, to be arrogant and conceited. Temporary weakness is nothing, but what is frightening is that they fail to recognize their own position, are blinded by power, become self-satisfied, and live forever in their own world.

"Transcendence is imperative, and the process of conceiving a god and forging a demon cannot be stopped. This unique vortex force still has great potential for development. The best way is to advance both at the same time!"

Bai Donglin's eyes flickered. In the dark, through the power of the vortex, he could even clearly sense the mysterious movement of the endless heavens.

The Gray and Silent Land can continuously condense pure high-quality resources, which largely solves his need for energy. This is a more obscure way of stealing energy from the endless heavens, even the Black Disaster Heavens are included.

That's right, the expansion trend of the Wanjie Pawnshop shows no signs of easing, but instead becomes more and more intense. Every moment, a large number of Zhutian are captured, locked, and resource exchange channels are opened.

Although he was still collecting energy, his purpose had quietly changed. He wanted to recreate his original feat in the Taihao Heavens, using the energy that was imbued with the aura of his own consciousness to replace the matter of the heavens bit by bit, and thereby merge with the will of the heavens.

"This method should be feasible and will make my exploration of the vortex force much easier."

Bai Donglin suppressed his thoughts and retracted his gaze. His aura became obscure and invisible again. Beneath the calm surface, there were endless surging waves. Every moment, there were resources comparable to the heavens being devoured by him.

These resources were accumulated by his clones and the Black Disaster during the long years of fighting. Some of them were spoils of war, and some were the broken debris of the heavens. The quantity was extremely huge. After he had completely digested them, his strength would be greatly improved.

Buzz!

The trembling and buzzing Book of Yan Su slowly calmed down, and the red light on its surface rippled like water waves. An extremely complex coordinate information had completely emerged.

“Let’s go…”

A low whisper sounded in everyone's ears. When they looked back, Bai Donglin's figure on the top of Yujing Mountain had disappeared.

This time, as always, he has to rely on himself.

(End of this chapter)