The enemy is within.

It is still the deepest and most fundamental self-consciousness that has always been regarded as his greatest reliance and an indispensable aid in enabling him to reach this point today.

But now, they have to draw their swords against each other. Thinking of this, Bai Donglin couldn't help but have a complicated expression and mixed feelings.

"Father, although the Nine-Colored Divine Light is mysterious and powerful, it is ultimately just a dead object. It does not have any self-thinking consciousness in any sense. All its actions are instinctive."

Bai Yuan seemed to know his father's inner struggle, and his expression relaxed as he comforted him softly.

No one could understand the pain and loneliness of his father. Even he only knew a little bit. But one can imagine how hard it was for him to bury himself and everything he knew over and over again, and to restart life after life just to seek that glimmer of hope.

Bai Yuan felt a little depressed and regretted that he had done too little to share his father's worries.

"I understand all that."

"Okay, I'm not that fragile. I don't need you to comfort me."

Bai Donglin waved his hand, and all his distracting thoughts disappeared. His mind became absolutely rational, and there was only calmness and indifference in his eyes.

"Don't say it's just a dead thing. Even if it has consciousness, I won't sit idly by and let it devour the white light!"

The tone was resolute, revealing the unshakable will and conviction.

"Father, please understand!"

Bai Yuan couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard this. After all, this was a restarted life and many things were out of his control. It was not impossible that his father had changed his mind. Fortunately, there was no accident.

Although the information obtained was little, only a few words, it was enough for Bai Donglin to deduce many things.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, and white.

No one knows why this nine-colored divine light exists. Was it nine colors from the beginning and then split due to unknown reasons, or is it that the nine independent divine lights are trying to merge into one but have not yet succeeded? We don't know these for now.

But what is certain is that the purpose of this merged seven-colored divine light is very clear, which is to devour the white light and the black light.

White light is the origin of all races, the basis for the birth of all the heavens, and the root of the long history of endless life.

The same is true for the black light, except that the beneficiaries are changed to the black disaster creatures.

If the seven-colored divine light is allowed to swallow the white light, the outcome is predictable. The vortex of all races in the world will become a stagnant pool, and it is only a matter of time before everything returns to the abyss, not to mention the birth of new transcendents.

Bai Donglin could also choose to sit back and watch all this happen. He and many other human beings who have transcended the human race would naturally not perish because of this. But in the days ahead, facing the lifeless world, would it be too boring and lonely? One is a dead thing, and the other is endless living beings, the closest relatives and tribes. How to choose? Bai Donglin already has the answer in his heart. Who told him that before he became a strong man, he was first a human being? Human nature still exists, so he should not abandon it.

“If my guess is correct, any one of these seven colors of divine light, taken out alone, can generate an endless vortex of the heavens and breed unique creatures, just like the myriad races and the black disaster.”

"No wonder the gift bestowed upon me by the Seven-Colored Divine Light is so powerful. It can give birth to endless heavens, and each of the heavens can generate its own material energy, which is reflected in immortality. What is the mass-energy consumed in reconstructing my body?"

“No wonder, the Black Disaster and the Myriad Races seem to be born hostile to each other. Their forms of existence are completely different. It’s only because of the instinctive hostility between these divine lights that they both want to devour each other.”

"Does the appearance of this seven-colored divine light mean that seven unknown whirlpools in the heavens have been destroyed?"

"Well, not necessarily..."

Bai Donglin's eyes were filled with thought. There was not much known information and any misjudgment would lead to a huge error. He couldn't jump to conclusion now.

I don’t know whether my future self, no, it should be my future self in the previous life, has discovered more information.

"Xiao Yuan, what else is there in the message I conveyed to myself?"

Unexpectedly, Bai Yuan shook his head decisively and said slowly: "Father, you already know that this is a restarted life, not a simple time loop."

"It can even be said that there is no connection between this life and the previous life, because I should not have existed. This leads to countless variables. You in the previous life can only point out some key points. If you say too much, it will not only be useless, but may also mislead your judgment."

"Father, you have absolute confidence in yourself. You believe that you can handle everything in this life."

"Oh, can I only say that it's worthy of me?"

Bai Donglin shook his head and laughed. He was wrong. With his personality, how could he do something meaningless?

"Okay, I know who my enemy is, that's enough. Xiao Yuan, tell me about the so-called Origin Point Plan!"

"yes!!"

Bai Yuan was shocked. His father had changed the underlying logic and sent him into this life. The main purpose was to launch the "Source Point Plan". Now it was finally time to report the results of the battle.

"Father, the source..."

"Um!?"

The father and son suddenly frowned at the same time, slowly turned their heads and looked into the distance, with a hint of displeasure at being disturbed in their eyes.

…

Perhaps, I can also become a transcendent being like the Father God! ?

Thinking of this, Heiyuan's heart was boiling hot. Endless ambition grew, gnawing at his soul. His fingers trembled with excitement and he wanted to roar and scream to vent his pride.

"Hahaha!!"

"Lord of the Source, your secrets and your power are all mine!"

As for the human transcendent who entered this place first? The moment Hei Yuan crossed the vortex and appeared in the pure white space and time, his eyes fell on Bai Donglin, with fierce murderous intent in his eyes.

"Huh! Bai Donglin? He's just a newly promoted Transcendent. Can he really turn the world upside down?"

Heiyuan actually didn't know that Bai Donglin was the bearer of the seven-colored divine light. It was obvious that neither Polunshadi nor the alien transcendent had told him this information. This showed how complicated the intrigues between the various forces were.

"Bai Donglin, have you found the secret treasure of the source? Hand it over, and I may be able to spare your life."

After all, he was one step too late. Without knowing how difficult it would be to obtain the secret treasure, Hei Yuan naturally suspected that Bai Donglin had already succeeded. In any case, as a top-level narrative master, it would not be difficult for him to destroy a new transcendent who had not even had time to spread any traces of his existence.

Whether it is handed over or not, even if the secret treasure is not obtained, Heiyuan has no intention of letting Bai Donglin go.

Bai Donglin sighed inwardly, wondering why there were always those fools who came to trouble him. He moved slightly and was about to stand up and take action.

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After practicing in seclusion in the Perfect World, his strength has undergone tremendous changes. Well, he might as well practice with this Black Source.

"Wait a minute, father!"

"Why would you personally take action against such a fellow? This is a good opportunity for me to show you the results of the Origin Project."

Upon hearing this, Bai Donglin stopped what he was doing and looked at Bai Yuan with curiosity. He only knew that the source point Blue Star was the connecting node of the Dao of the Heavens, but he knew nothing about the other hidden abilities of the source point.

Bai Yuan slowly stood up, the whirlpools in his eyes had stopped spinning, and in their depths, endless white spots of light were shining brightly.

"die."

Murmuring in a low voice, the boundless vicissitudes of life seemed to come from the ancient times. At this moment, Bai Yuan was no longer the son of Bai Donglin who could flatter others, but the Lord of the Source Point who intimidated all enemies countless years ago! Whoosh——

A beam of white light shot out from the depths of Bai Yuan's eyes. Without any breath fluctuations or concept of physical speed, it went straight through Hei Yuan's brows.

"This, this is impossible..."

Heiyuan opened his mouth with a confused look. The next moment, his figure disappeared without a sound, as if he had been erased with an eraser.

"snort!"

Bai Donglin frowned, his consciousness was churning, and he tried his best to suppress the agitated seven-colored divine light. Fortunately, the white beam of light only flashed for a moment, and the seven-colored divine light was only agitated for a moment.

Is this the Origin Project?

He can actually control the white light for his own use. In this way, the abnormality of the perfect heavens is indeed rooted in the source point. The power mobilized by Emperor Huang Tian and others is also inseparable from this white light.

The Perfect Heavens only involved one source point, but the source points driven by the White Source just now were countless, so it was reasonable that it could kill the Black Source in one blow.

"Father, the so-called transcendence is the power of logic. It is not obtained through cultivation, but comes from these nine-colored divine lights. Each one is a kind of logical authority."

"Integrate the divine light, wield authority, drive logic, and transcend!"

After Bai Yuan killed Hei Yuan in one blow, he seemed as if nothing had happened, but the whirlpools in his eyes that started spinning again were much fainter, and even the sense of vicissitudes and antiquity was diminished.

The Lord of the Source Point died after all, leaving behind only traces of memory, which could only be manifested with the help of Bai Donglin's blood. If Xiao Baiyuan had not been born, he would have appeared directly in Bai Donglin's mind, without self-thinking, and would have been just pure information.

This trace of memory is already very good enough to drive the source point, but it naturally consumes a lot of energy, and if it happens again, it will probably dissipate prematurely.

"Emperor Huang Tian told me that the original black light is breaking through logic. Is that right? It is fusing the black light?"

Bai Donglin's eyes were calm, as if he had already guessed the origin of the power of logic. He was calm and turned the topic to the black disaster.

"Haha, father, your guess is correct. Although swallowing the divine light can achieve logic, it comes at the cost of sacrificing the future of the vortex of the heavens. Father, you naturally won't swallow the white light, so we have a roundabout plan - the Origin Point Plan."

"As for the Origin of Black Light..."

"Hey, in that battle countless years ago, if I hadn't pushed Him hard, how could He have abandoned his concerns and merged with the black light at all costs?"

"With Yuanchu Heiguang, the native of the Black Disaster, as a buffer, after you devour him, father, you will have a 100% chance of fusing the Black Light!"

Bai Yuan's childish face now revealed an extremely mature and experienced expression, as if he was the mastermind behind everything who was watching the storm.

"very good!"

Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly. He was indeed his offspring, insidious and cruel enough.