Chapter 834 From the Previous Life

"Mother..."

Xiao Baiyuan's figure flashed, and he threw himself into Zihuang's arms, calling him softly, with sadness revealed in his clear eyes. Even though he was just born, he already understood the difference between life and death.

This is the offspring of a higher life form, so naturally it cannot be judged by ordinary eyes. The gift from blood inheritance makes him "born with knowledge".

All kinds of principles exist around us, and the principles and truths of objective existence are even clearer in our hearts.

The only relatively normal thing is that the subjective humanity of the ego consciousness is no different from that of ordinary children. The three views are blank, and the shaping of personality still needs to be cultivated after birth.

To put it simply, Xiao Baiyuan at this time can instinctively create a vast universe with his hands, but he does not understand the ways of the world and how to behave in society.

Xiao Baiyuan's mother died many years ago before he was born, and he has been living in a single-parent family ever since. What a miserable life experience.

Bai Donglin was a new father, and as a rough man, how could he comfort a child? He could only watch silently and wait for Bai Yuan to come out of his sorrow.

Boom boom

Xiao Baiyuan's crying voice seemed to touch upon some hidden concept. The purple-gold vines that were entrenched everywhere in the world began to roll violently and all gathered towards the Purple-Gold Temple.

Snap!

The purple emperor's long hair was cut to the shoulder, and the gourd vines that evolved from the hair were all gathered together. They condensed, collapsed, and turned into purple-gold threads that intertwined and intertwined. When the bright purple light faded, a simple and elegant purple robe automatically covered Xiao Baiyuan's smooth body.

The supreme and transcendental instrument—the Purple Emperor’s protection!

This robe embodies a mother's unreserved love for her child. It is a gift created by the Purple Emperor with all his efforts. It is much more powerful than the transcendental instruments casually made by those transcendents.

At least, Bai Donglin had never seen a transcendent weapon with such a terrifying aura. Even with his greatly improved strength now, he would have to use both hands to tear it apart.

Buzz!

The changes did not end there. A repulsive force suddenly emerged in the temple space, pushing Bai Donglin and his son out of the temple.

Then, the majestic Amethyst Temple rose into the sky, and extremely hot purple-gold flames gushed out. It self-refined and turned into a small purple-gold gourd in an instant. It rotated between reality and illusion, and after a burst of twisting and flashing, the pendant was directly put on Xiao Baiyuan's neck.

Bang! The stone tablet with the words "The Place Where the Purple Emperor Slept" on it collapsed into countless light spots, carrying with it a series of strange characters, and suddenly condensed into a brilliant array diagram, which floated down and covered Xiao Baiyuan's brows, completely covering up the mysterious word "Source".

"Mother!"

Xiao Baiyuan's eyes were red, and his palms were pressing tightly on the gourd pendant in front of his chest. He seemed to feel that his mother was beside him, closest to his heart.

Perhaps this is the greatness of maternal love. For the sake of a child she has never met, Zi Huang has given everything she has and devoted all she has.

"Is Xiao Zi so partial? He gave everything to Xiao Yuan, but what about me?"

Bai Donglin felt jealous, even his inner complaints were full of sourness. Having said that, it was just a joke, he would not be jealous of his own child.

Moreover, all the secrets of the vortex power in Xiao Zi's body have been absorbed by him. This is the most valuable thing, and the rest are just trivial matters.

Looking at Xiao Baiyuan, who was standing aside with a dazed look on his face and still secretly sad, Bai Donglin raised his hand and, just like he did to his mother Xiao Zi, he smashed his head and brought him back to reality.

"Ouch! It hurts! Father, what are you doing?"

With a snap of his fingers, the entire universe would be annihilated. Xiao Baiyuan had a terrifying foundation, so he wouldn't be hurt. He would only feel a little pain.

What's strange is that in the face of Bai Donglin's attack, the "Purple Emperor's Protection" was unmoved. The underlying meaning is self-evident. Xiao Zi wants him to teach Bai Yuan a good lesson, and if he doesn't listen, he will be beaten up.

"Don't be sad, kid. Your mother is not dead yet."

"Hmm!? Father, what did you say?"

Xiao Baiyuan was stunned, even forgetting the pain between his eyebrows, and asked anxiously.

"I said, your mother is still alive and well, and you will be able to meet her soon."

Bai Donglin's eyes flashed slightly. In a sense, Xiao Zi was dead and not dead, it was hard to say.

"Really?! Father, you didn't lie to me?"

With his eyes lowered, Bai Donglin looked at Xiao Baiyuan who was holding onto his robe tightly and looking at him expectantly. He couldn't help feeling a little dazed. Although he had some guesses that this kid would be a great figure in the future, at this moment, he was ultimately just a poor kid who had just lost his "mother".

"Um."

He nodded slightly, then bent down and picked up Xiao Baiyuan, letting him sit upright in his broad arms. He identified the direction, and paced into the void.

The hazy colorful glow dissipated, and the light of transcendence completely enveloped the two of them, preventing anything from spying on the conversation that followed, not even those who were transcendent.

Regardless of whether Xiao Baiyuan could understand or not, Bai Donglin would have to know these things sooner or later, so he began to talk to himself.

From beginning to end, he told Xiao Zi and him every detail, even his initial wrong guess.

"Father originally thought that this was just a simple time paradox ring, just like the arrangement I made with my clone Dao Wuzhong in the Heavens of Peace."

Having said this, Bai Donglin paused and slowly shook his head.

"I later deduced several great eras in the solidified time and space, and finally overturned this guess. It was wrong, absolutely wrong!"

"The time paradox loop is an extremely unstable chaotic state. It is in the process of self-collapse and disintegration at all times. In order to stabilize it, a unique and indispensable external factor must be met."

"That is the aggregation of all the long rivers of time and space in the Realm of Nothingness, led by the sacred timeline."

"To put it simply, if the time paradox ring in the Heavens of Peace is compared to a fragile bubble that could burst at any time, then this space-time aggregate is a boundless ocean."

"The bubbles float in the vast ocean and are surrounded by the ubiquitous seawater, so the crushing stress of the bubbles expanding outward is offset."

"So, if we want to use the sacred timeline to form a paradox ring, then..."

Bai Donglin stopped talking and looked at Xiao Baiyuan who was listening attentively with a deep gaze. He wondered how much this boy understood. His words were simple enough, even if they were mundane, anyone with a little common sense could understand them.

"Father, what you mean is that if we want to connect the sacred timeline end to end to form a paradox ring, then there must be a larger space-time that transcends the realm of nothingness as an ocean to accommodate this bubble?"

"Otherwise, this bubble will burst, and the paradox ring will naturally lack the external conditions for formation?"

“That’s right!”

Bai Donglin frowned. He spent most of his time trying to deduce whether such a "time and space" existed through various methods. The result was affirmative: no! The Realm of Nothingness was the end of all known and unknown things. This was the conclusion that many transcendents unanimously affirmed. Otherwise, they would not all be entrenched on the sacred timeline.

It’s not that they don’t have enough power, but that they have reached the end. If there is a higher level of time and space, those who transcend can naturally step into it easily.

To sum up, it is impossible for the sacred timeline to form a closed loop. It can only rush forward into the future. If it is connected from beginning to end, the only outcome is collapse and disintegration.

Therefore, the relationship between Xiao Zi and Zi Huang is a bit ambiguous, so he said that it is difficult to define Xiao Zi's life or death.

He had a bold guess. If it was correct, then Zi Huang was Xiao Zi, and also not Xiao Zi.

Although the sacred timeline cannot be closed, if it is the legendary logical transcendent, it should be possible to completely erase it and start all over again.

If it is based on the above speculation, then the origin of Purple Emperor can be explained clearly. Perhaps, without the knowledge of all beings, everything in the Realm of Nothingness has been repeated many times.

As for Purple Emperor and the Tomb of Transcendence, they are not things that should exist in this world. They are from the "previous life" in the Realm of Nothingness that has been annihilated! "Haha, so I have come back many times, right? Purple Emperor and the Tomb of Transcendence are another new exploration after countless failures?"

"How terrible will the enemies of the future be? Even I, who have accomplished logic, have to start over again and again..."

Bai Donglin's eyes were deep and grim. He had thought a lot and was wary of the cruel situation in the future. He needed to be more cautious in making future choices.

After all, as he entered the stage of transcendence, the advantages of immortality and indestructibility brought by the seven-colored divine light would become less and less effective. Transcendents were terrifying beings that could perfectly revive from traces of existence and were extremely difficult to wipe out. Who would still be afraid of death? If others could not kill him, what was the point if he could not kill the other party? Wouldn't the stalemate continue? He estimated that the reason why the situation would deteriorate in the future was probably because of this state.

Therefore, the Seven-Colored Divine Light is destined to gradually retreat to the second line, and only his own power can be relied upon forever.

"Father, if you say so, then mother is dead, isn't she?"

Xiao Baiyuan's eyes darkened and his face was full of frustration.

"Boy, your vision is still too narrow. Don't limit yourself to the same time and space. When you grow up, you will naturally understand."

Bai Donglin shook his head and said no more. No one had reached his level, so some things would not be understood by others even if they were told.

"We're here."

As he paced, he crossed over the endless nothingness and reached the bottom of this world, the silent grave of time and space.

Buzz!

At this moment, in this dead silent space, wisps of gray mist were emerging, swirling and gradually forming a vortex.

This piece of space was previously suppressed by countless purple-gold vines, and no energy could flow out. It was only after Purple Emperor handed over everything to Xiao Baiyuan that it became visible.

The heaven and earth had turned to nothingness. Such an obvious and strange aura naturally immediately attracted Bai Donglin's attention, and he rushed over without stopping.

"Another passage. Sure enough, this Tomb of Transcendence is not that simple."

Looking at the whirlpool that had already formed, Bai Donglin thought for a moment, then walked forward holding Xiao Baiyuan.

"Brother Bai!"

The void shook, and the source of information stepped out from it. When it saw Bai Donglin who had arrived earlier, it showed a look of anticipation.

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“You’re here.”

Bai Donglin stopped and glanced at the pink figure hidden deep in the information not far behind the source of the information. He had no intention of forcing it to show up.

After obtaining the secret of the vortex in the body of the Purple Emperor, his control over power was infinitely improved and sublimated to another level. He already had the confidence to go head-to-head with the Transcendents, and naturally he could see through the pink figure's background.

A fusion of the will to power and absolute spirit.

Speaking of which, when the Dao of the Heavens was first opened and the Black Disaster invaded, Absolute Spirit also helped one of his clones, which was considered to be giving him some face. Now that he has not been provoked for the time being, there is no need to embarrass him.

"Eh? Brother Bai, who is this kid?"

The source of information looked at the child being held affectionately in Bai Donglin's arms, and his expression suddenly changed slightly. He had never seen Brother Bai with such a gentle side.

This kid must have a close relationship with Brother Bai.

Moreover, he couldn't even see the child's whereabouts. All he saw was a blinding purple light. Even at the information level, everything was obscured.

There is a conceptual blockade in the Tomb of Transcendence, which prevents them from bringing out living beings from the world inside their bodies. Could this child who appeared inexplicably be a living being in the tomb?

"Haha, this is my child, Xiaoyuan, come and call me uncle."

"Hello, uncle!"

Xiao Baiyuan was very well-behaved. Even though he was still complaining about his father's ambiguous explanation and worried about his mother's safety, he immediately responded with a bright smile when he heard the greeting.

"Uh uh! OK, OK, hello Xiaoyuan, you are so good."

The source of information was a little confused. He had never heard that Bai Donglin had any offspring. He had carefully investigated Bai Donglin's background and knew clearly that this man was only interested in pursuing power and had no interest in women, let alone having children.

Although he was extremely surprised, he still took out his family's savings and selected a few valuable treasures to give to Xiao Baiyuan.

"The source of information, you should be secretly happy. Just being called uncle by Xiaoyuan is enough for you to brag about for the rest of your life!"

Bai Donglin smiled, thinking with some evil interest that his guess would probably be confirmed soon...

While the two were exchanging greetings, the vortex passage had completely stabilized. Three people, two adults and one child, stepped into the passage and disappeared.

A moment later, a dark crack appeared in the void, and the spiritual will stepped out from it.

"They are so calm and peaceful, as if they already know something. Could it be that there are transcendent people standing behind them?"

The spiritual will makes bold guesses in its heart, and is protected by absolute power. It is not afraid that its wild imagination will violate taboos and attract the attention of transcendent people.

"The competition is greater than I imagined. This is just a transit point. No one knows how many transcendents are focusing their attention here at this moment."

After all, he is the Supreme Other Shore. In the past, he has been the man behind the scenes many times, in charge of the fate of countless lives. His spiritual will naturally knows very well how to protect himself as a chess piece.

Be discreet, cautious, and never be the first to take action.

It is impossible to overturn the chessboard. Only by being a hunter in the dark, demonstrating one's own value at the critical moment and winning the favor of the chess player, can one hope to be ejected from the game.

"If I could get a glimpse of the secret treasure of the Lord of the Origin..."

Thinking of this, his spiritual will trembled in his heart, and he quickly cut off the thoughts of greed and desire, not daring to think about it any further.

"Walk!"

The figure moved, and the moment he stepped into the vortex channel, he suddenly froze for a moment. Countless tiny cracks inexplicably appeared on the surface of his body, and a dazzling light spurted out from them.

“This, this is…”

"how so?"

Sensing the terrifying oppressive strangling force brought by the vortex, his spiritual will was at a loss. They had entered the source of information safely, so why did an accident happen to him? Was this vortex passage based on one's own preferences?

"snort!"

The spiritual will had no time to think, and it slammed its hands together. The pink body suddenly turned colorless and transparent. Two intertwined red and white nebulae in the body were clearly visible, and a strange and powerful force that surpassed the other side gushed out.

"break--"

With a crack, a gap was created in the vortex channel's oppressive and strangling force on the body's surface and the source of information. The spiritual will did not dare to stay there any longer and quickly turned into light and escaped into it.

Boom! The crack healed, the vortex spun violently for a moment, and then slowly disappeared, and the bottom tomb of time and space returned to silence again.

…

Ding ding dong!

A crisp buzzing sound seemed to flash by his ears, and the distorted light that filled his vision across the passage gradually faded away, and dim light came into his eyes. Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly, and his will and perception spread.

Under his feet is an ancient altar, engraved with the vicissitudes of time. The mysterious and complicated inscriptions on it are shining brightly. It is the key to communicating with the vortex channel.

The altar is set on top of a towering mountain. The mountain is extremely majestic and huge. Looking around, there are brilliant galaxies dotted on both sides like ribbons.

“These statues…”

The pupils of the source of information shrank slightly. Around the sacred mountain, there stood giant statues, extremely tall. The eyes of each statue were galaxy vortices spanning millions of light years. Their materials were visibly different, some were exotic and colorful metals, or crystal white jade, transparent glass, gray-white stone...

As the perception spread, the statues seemed endless, all solemn, standing eternally in this dim space and time.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The statue actually moved, clenched its fists and hit its chest, lowered its head slightly, and performed a special etiquette towards the direction of the mountain top.

"Uh, haha, the owner of this Tomb of Transcendence is really polite. There's no need to be so grand, right?"

The source of information had an awkward smile on his face, feeling somewhat uncomfortable with the statue's strange behavior. After all, this was the tomb of transcendence.

What are these outsiders to the other side? Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes and tightened his arms. The little Bai Yuan who was held in his arms was looking around in a daze, with curiosity in his innocent eyes.

Salute them? I'm afraid that's just wishful thinking!

Although the source of the information was not aware of it, it could not escape his keen perception. The obscure gazes in the eyes of these giant statues of the galaxy were intermittent, but seemed to all be focused on Xiao Baiyuan, at the center of his eyebrows.

Source! White source!

As expected, his guess should be correct—

"I, Bai Donglin, am the biological father of the Lord of the Origin!"

(End of this chapter)