The endless whirlpool of all races, the boundary of the central region.

The rotten front line was extremely long, forming an almost airtight spherical barrier that covered the entire central region without any dead corners.

“Transcendent!!”

"Where is the Transcendent One?! What is His position?"

The Black Disaster Army's command center, the wartime Supreme Council was drowned in boiling discussions, and silent fear was spreading wantonly.

Although they were unwilling to admit this fact, they already had a bad feeling in their hearts.

"Quiet!"

"Hmph! Shut up, everyone—"

Boom! A towering figure with a dark purple body and eight arms roared, and each of his arms was holding a transcendental weapon. The terrifying aura spread, and the crowd was so oppressed that they immediately shut up.

"Can't you accept the reality?"

"The Buddha is originally a demon. Buddha, Buddha, Buddha! Apart from the myriad races, how can there be such a thing among us!?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the people on the other side of the Black Disaster were speechless. Some who were unwilling to accept opened their mouths but could not think of any words to refute.

For a moment, the entire parliamentary space and time became silent, and despair and fear turned into tangible black mist floating back and forth.

It’s over, completely over. That’s a Transcendent. Even if he’s just a newcomer, he’s not a supreme force that they can resist.

"So, what should we do? Surrender?"

"Surrender? Hahaha, idiots, are you all so naive? Do you really think there is still a way out now!?"

"The only option is fighting!"

"Pray! With our most pious will, pray that the Transcendent One can return, otherwise..."

"Let's all return to the void together!"

The eight-armed other side had a mad look on his face. With a wave of his hand, legal decrees shot out one after another, and the highest orders were immediately conveyed to every corner of the Black Disaster Army.

The extremely huge black disaster army began to move abnormally, breaking through the "Central Domain Boundary" with no regard for losses and a determined attitude. Like black ink, it spread to all directions and infected the endless races and heavens.

The power of transcendence cannot be confronted head-on. If it is concentrated together, no matter how many warships there are in the heavens and the existence on the other side, they will not be enough to kill them.

For now, Black Disaster has made the only and best choice, which is to break up into pieces, bind himself with all the races in the world, use the lives of all the races as protons, and prevent the transcendents from carrying out large-scale killings.

This is also a choice made out of desperation. It is not a long-term solution and can only delay the speed of the Transcendent. The only way to break the impasse is to pray that the Transcendent who disappeared on our side can suddenly return.

"Amitabha!"

Not long after Black Disaster set off, Brightness crossed the boundless distance and appeared on the battlefield. The eternal and indestructible transcendent will spread out, instantly covering the boundless space and time of billions of super thoughts.

Although the Black Disaster Army moved quickly, only two-thirds of it crossed the border of the Central Region. The remaining endless troops were piled up outside, becoming lambs to be slaughtered.

"Tricky guy, but pointless."

His bright eyes slightly closed, all the compassion and sympathy in his eyes disappeared, and a demonic black light filled with tyranny emerged.

"concept--"

With a light touch of a clear finger, the invisible and intangible thread of concept is plucked, and with a transcendent consciousness, it is tampered with.

"The concept of life and death, life is death, death is life!"

In the area shrouded by pure consciousness, the concepts of life and death are reversed. This method of tampering is very crude and is generally only seen in the hands of new transcendents.

But even such a crude method is an irresistible calamity for non-conceptual creatures.

"No--"

“Roar, roar, roar!!”

In just a moment of thought, in the space and time of billions of super thoughts, the endless warships suspended in the sky, and everything they carried, whether it was the other side or low-level cannon fodder, all perished in boundless despair, and silently, their eyes returned to dimness.

As for those dead objects such as the warships, magical weapons, etc., they suddenly seemed to come alive, twisting and squirming, growing facial features, weird limbs, roaring and screaming, and turned into strange creatures with chaotic consciousness.

When Mingjing saw this, he moved his mind again, and his inverted concepts of life and death returned to normal. The "object creatures" that were stretching their limbs returned to their original state. As for the dead black disaster creatures, they could never come back to life again.

"Escape! Escape! Escape—"

“The Transcendent! It’s really the Transcendent, run away!!”

Among the fleets of warships that fell into deathly silence, there were a few black disasters shooting out from the other side here and there. More or less, they all possessed at least one transcendental weapon.

The power of transcendence protected them and prevented them from being harmed by concepts above, but that was all. Their dissipated divine light was on the verge of shattering, and it was obvious that their source was about to be exhausted.

"Well, it was my first time using the power of concepts, so I was a little rusty and missed so many fish."

Mingjing shook his head, not caring much. His eyes swept over and saw those madly fleeing black disasters on the other side. Their figures suddenly froze and were instantly enveloped by the black flames. Amidst endless wailing, they were annihilated along with the transcendental instruments in their hands.

Transcendental vessels can be strong or weak. Every blade of grass or every tree, as long as it is imbued with the aura of a transcendent being, can be called a transcendental vessel.

For example, the stone slab that the Eternal Day Lord stepped on and the footprint left behind were all fought over as supreme holy objects. Another example was the Weeping Blood that Bai Donglin carefully crafted. Both were transcendental weapons, but the gap between their strengths was as huge as heaven and earth.

Obviously, what's in the hands of these people on the other side of the black disaster are just garbage, which can't block the gaze of Mingjing, the transcendent one.

After wiping out so many black disaster creatures, Ming Jing remained neither sad nor happy. After confirming that nothing was missed, he walked to another corner of the battlefield and repeated his old tricks.

The silent killing was a complete crushing of the power level. Every moment, large tracts of black disasters were annihilated. Before long, the space and time outside the boundary of the Central Region were completely wiped out.

This is because Ming Jing has just made a breakthrough and his consciousness coverage is limited. Otherwise, there would be no need to go through so much trouble for something that could be solved in one go.

As for the black disaster that has already invaded the Central Region, it will be much more difficult to eliminate it. After all, we cannot harm innocent people and we cannot tamper with concepts wantonly.

But fortunately, the human army has arrived, and with their assistance, the speed of clearing out the black disaster has not slowed down much.

In particular, there is a scarlet sword and a black and white disc, which are very terrifying when killing Black Disaster. Compared with the clear and silent killing, the tyrannical intention makes Black Disaster more frightened on the other side.

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In a place that cannot be perceived by any existence, including the transcendent Mingjing, when every person on the other side dies, no matter it is the black disaster or the creatures of all races, an invisible force will inexplicably emerge from the depths of their consciousness and swallow up the ego consciousness that has lost its support and is about to dissipate.

The endless consciousness of the other side was pulled by the vortex force integrated with logic, crossing time and space, descending on the gray and silent land, on the Xiaohui Mountain in the only real world, and all gathered in Bai Donglin's body.

Bai Donglin had his eyes closed and was silent, just like he was thirteen eons ago, without any change. However, the excitement in his body was beyond all expectations.

The consciousness on the other side are all the eight realms of consciousness that can "create something out of nothing". They are extremely precious and priceless. At this moment, they are gathering into a river like light spots, arranged into a strange matrix, and suspended above the vortex of the heavens in Bai Donglin's body.

At every moment, every particle of consciousness can create the material energy of the universe out of nothing, and then be swallowed up by the vortex of the heavens.

The "Humanoid Battery Project" provided Bai Donglin with inexhaustible energy. The constantly opening up the heavens grew to their peak as soon as they were conceived. The "True Scripture of Conceiving Gods and Forging Demons" had been cultivated to an incredible level, even surpassing the size of the endless vortex of the heavens of all races.

Such a powerful and vast vortex force greatly accelerated Bai Donglin's speed in controlling the source point. At this time, he was only one step away from completely controlling the source point.

"Logic White Light, your power is mine!"

"well--"

"No matter how fast I hurry, I am still one step ahead. Yuanchu Black Light, I gave you a chance, but it's a pity you couldn't grasp it!"

With a faint sigh, as if he had traveled through eternity and space. Bai Donglin, who had been silent for endless years, slowly opened his eyes. In the boundless pure white, there were endless bright spots of light suspended.

They are the source point and the core of the heavens. They are closely connected with each side of the heavens. The logical power of white light is divided and controlled by them, and then controlled by Bai Donglin.

This is the only and most perfect way to control the power of logic without consuming the white light and destroying the foundation of the human race.

——Concepts are constrained by logic. The reason why logic is invalid is not the concept, but a subjective distortion.

——The power of logic, which transcends transcendence, is the ultimate power at the end of concepts.

Bai Donglin slowly stood up, looked around, and felt something in his heart. He could now do almost everything that did not involve the Seven-Colored Divine Light.

He has even broken the omniscience paradox! The omniscience paradox: the omniscient cannot know what he does not know, and the omnipotent cannot do what he cannot accomplish.

It may sound a bit confusing, but to give a simple example, an omniscient and omnipotent being cannot create a stone that he cannot lift based on the facts without any sophistry.

"Non-sophisticated confirmation of facts": Forget about those little tricks like you are countless times stronger in the next second than you were in the previous second. Those cheap things that distort reality don't count either. In the reality of the same time and space scale, you cannot create a stone that you cannot lift.

This is the paradox of omniscience.

At this moment, Bai Donglin broke this paradox. He could create a stone that he could not lift, and at the same time he could lift the stone without any sophistry, ascertaining the facts.

As mentioned, this completely goes against logic. The two things are fundamentally contradictory and it is impossible for something to happen.

"It's illogical, that's right!"

"This is the power of logic, infinitely great, incredible power!!"

Bai Donglin smiled as he slowly spread out his palms, lowered his eyes and gazed. With a thought, the entire empty space, including the tiny vortex of black and white heavens, was held in his palms. With another thought, everything returned to normal.

"Ah, it's boring. I'm completely invincible."

He shook his head and sighed, but could not hide the pride in his heart. Then he looked deep into his consciousness and saw the seven-colored divine light that was closely connected with him.

"Of course, except for you, but it will be soon..."

"Yuanchu Heiguang, you have to work harder!"

Bai Donglin was a little impatient. He couldn't imagine how much his strength would increase after swallowing the logical black light.

Everything is arranged.

In this life, I will be able to perfectly solve the Seven-Colored Divine Light!