Invading the Multiverse, the Creator of the Only Real World

Chapter 335 The Ultimate Meaning of Cultivation

Endless heavenly fire, calamity light, calamity sound, calamity thunder, calamity water, and devil eyes transformed into rays of annihilation light that continued to converge, and the entire trilogy world was burning.

In the fire, a corpse was emerging. Even though the endless flame of annihilation was burning on his body, the body was becoming more and more vast, boundless, immeasurable, unpredictable, and unfathomable!
The speed of death is not even as fast as the speed of natural growth. It is an existence without birth and death.

Ye Fan was carrying a huge tripod. It was an extremely strange tripod with three legs and two ears. There was a fire burning in the furnace, and it was covered with a nine-story tower.
"You finally came."

In this chaos and nothingness, a figure emerged. It was Lin Luo's figure.

"Ye Fan lost." Ye Fan looked at Lin Luo and couldn't help but sigh.

Originally, they wanted to seize the big world owned by Lin Luo, but they did not expect that even after the death of the owner of the bronze coffin, he was still so terrifying, and there were hundreds of strong men in the great reincarnation who took action to stop them.

They had to be quick, as the Yellow Springs Road, which spanned hundreds of reincarnations, could only exist for a moment.

This is a struggle towards hope and new life.

By connecting all their past, present and future selves and working together, they finally succeeded.

Successfully escaped from that hell!
"Hell, no, hell is only beginning now."

Lin Luo looked towards the burning world of the trilogy.

The universe is dead.

The end of time and space is also time and space.

The long river of time ends here, and it will also begin here, setting off another reincarnation.

Perhaps in the next reincarnation, there will be many more epic stories like this one, and many heroic beings, leaving behind some heavy or some light images in the long river of time to come. However, those stories have not yet happened, and those beings have not yet been born.

Ye Fan escaped, they are all escapists.

Triumphalism and GM optimism have always been admired, but when they reach a certain level, they realize that some gaps cannot be made up. They can only escape.
That eternal recurrence.

"In the last reincarnation, everyone hopes for a perfect world, but the perfect world does not exist at all. It is just an illusion."

Ye Fan entered the Blue Star Universe, a vibrant universe where all civilizations and various evolutionary paths progressed in parallel. Based on the pure physical rules of the original Blue Star Universe, Ye Fan stepped towards the nine heavens step by step.

That was the throne of Heavenly Emperor prepared for him, and it was also the focus of everyone's attention.

Beside that seat stood countless great beings, their figures were shrouded in chaos and could not be seen, but they had no hope of ascending to this position because it was a position filled with countless causes and effects.

"Outsider, you still have a chance."

A deep voice sounded. It was the voice of the former human emperor. As the former master of mankind, he knew the horror of this position. It was not a good position but a responsibility.

The creator of this world is not a responsible person. On the contrary, he is extremely selfish and only cares about things that matter to him.

For example, his hometown, Blue Star.

He cared about Blue Star, but when Blue Star proved that its value lay only in this, he gave it up without hesitation.

Ye Fan did not stop because he had no choice.

"I am the Emperor of Heaven, the North Star. I bring blessings to those who do good and disasters to those who do evil."

Lin Luo just stared at Ye Fan, then walked away, because he was going to attend a funeral for someone.

Ye Fan sat on the eternal throne of Heavenly Emperor, and his body evolved into thirty-six heavens. In an instant, endless malice from countless universes surged towards Ye Fan.

Because Ye Fan had already taken on everything that belonged to Lin Luo, all of Lin Luo's creditors came to Ye Fan.

It is just like Yuanshi Tianzun, as the most ancient innate god in the world of One World, has to worship Daode Tianzun as his elder brother.

This is the influence of Tao, using the emotions and the Tao of acquired creatures to infect those ignorant and unconscious innate gods, thus giving birth to wisdom and self, and therefore worship Laojun as the elder brother.

Ye Fan and Shi Hao are similar, but Ye Fan and Shi Hao are not exactly the same as the Three Pure Ones, the supreme masters of the world.

Because Shi Hao, Ye Fan and Chu Feng are all reflections of the owner of the bronze coffin.

Although Shi Hao is stronger than Ye Fan, and even older and more powerful than Ye Fan, Ye Fan is the real original beginning, the first protagonist-level creature reflected by the owner of the bronze coffin, almost a carbon copy of the life of the owner of the bronze coffin. As a mortal, he embarked on the path of cultivation, broke into forbidden areas, learned source techniques, fought against holy families, fought ancient creatures, broke into ancient starry roads, stopped the dark turmoil, and re-established the heaven.

In the end, he proved his truth through force, broke the curse that the holy body could not become an emperor, achieved the position of Heavenly Emperor, pacified the six forbidden areas, gained recognition from all races, was respected by the universe, and even ascended to become an immortal and achieved immortality.

He was too powerful, so powerful that he could cut through all his enemies.

In an instant, the endless sea of ​​time evaporated, the space of all worlds shattered, the avenue was destroyed, and the billions of infinite universes around him turned to ashes. Only he remained in the world forever. It was blood, it was chaos. He had experienced the extinction of his race, the extinction of his world, the endless time and space, and the destruction of billions of endless original universes, leaving only himself.

In those bloody battles, he fought in the sea of ​​creatures composed of his opponents, across the vast ocean, fighting, crossing, and killing them all.

It was countless huge figures, it was the endless Tao. He walked forward alone with his hair disheveled, cutting through all the hostile camps, sweeping everything away, and looking back, there was blood and tears.

After his clan and world were destroyed, he experienced the moment when even his enemies were annihilated and nothing existed anymore. Endless time and space, the universe, chaos, and Tao were restarted countless times and were sacrificed by him over and over again.

Everything was meaningless to him.

As he was shattered, reborn, and kept going back and forth, it is indescribable to what level and height he reached. After he calmed down, he looked back. Even in a single thought, everything reappeared and relatives and friends were resurrected. However, he could not find the original feeling. .

Those relatives, those old friends, the sincere feelings are still the same. However, to a creature like him, those people and things are like a fragment in historical time and space, a line of text, a touch of information, losing the original meaning that ordinary people can experience. There is meaning.

The level of life is different, and he can no longer find the emotion he felt in the past.

Above all, He is the One.

He was tired, everything had lost its meaning to him.

He beheaded himself and sacrificed himself again. He just wanted to leave an ordinary him and live quietly with his relatives and friends in the past.

But, in the end, something happened to the ordinary him.

After all, his Taoism is inevitably growing. In the past of the seal, potential emotions flowed out silently, and some negative emotions appeared, becoming the root causes of ten diseases and the origin of the ten original substances on the plateau.

Finally, he burned himself, placed his ashes in a triple bronze coffin and a stone jar, wiped out all traces of the supernatural, and buried him on the plateau, which led to everything that happened later.

"It's just another big dream."

At the end of extremely distant times, there was a small courtyard on a plateau. There were lush trees on the avenue, and beside a lake, the Lotus of Eternal Reincarnation was swaying in the water. A young man woke up. His face was quite similar to Chu Feng, Huang, and Ye. He was wearing tattered feather clothes, his face was pale, and he looked sick. He should have been very elegant, but now he looked lacking in vitality.

When he woke up, everything in the trilogy world shrunk back into his body, but at this moment he saw a person.

"Outsider, you broke into my dream and stole part of my memory." The owner of the bronze coffin looked at Lin Luo.

"You've had the same dream countless times. Don't you feel bored? Even if you're not bored, I feel bored for you." Lin Luo walked over slowly.

Many people have come and done many things, but the owner of the bronze coffin doesn't care, because it was a dream. The splendor and beauty in the dream are ultimately just illusions, but Lin Luo stole a part of it.

The person in the dream walked out of the illusion and became real.

He became the only one, which meant that he had experienced countless doomsday disasters and stepped to the end of the road. Even the final disaster of extinction that turned the world upside down could not do anything to him.

However, he couldn't go back, and he could never bring back those who had passed away.

"Not boring, because memories are the only thing I have now." The owner of the bronze coffin said calmly. "I have lost them, and I have also lost the purpose of practicing."

"But the person in your dream thinks that he has an independent life. Well, this is a new topic." Lin Luo said, touching his chin.

"You want to challenge me." The owner of the bronze coffin already knew Lin Luo's intention.

"I also want to verify that higher realm." Lin Luo said.

But the owner of the bronze coffin denied Lin Luo.

"No, you're not challenging me because you want to reach a higher level. You're challenging me because you're bored."

At their level, everyone has different ideas. The omniscient and omnipotent spirit eternally rules the quiet and inactive heaven. The Supreme Brahma watches the gods and asuras pull again and again. Everyone has his own goals and paths, and everyone has his own fun.

However, the owner of the bronze coffin could not be happy because he was loyal and righteous.

Since ancient times, the more loyal and righteous a person is, the more hurt they will suffer.

"I have lost the meaning of cultivation, and I have lost the goal of cultivation." Lin Luo thought of himself. He was actually quite happy because there were still many unknowns ahead of him, and he would always keep his childlike innocence.

"That is to say, you will always be so childish and cruel." The owner of the bronze coffin took action, because he knew that Lin Luo would not stop until he was beaten to death.

In fact, the purpose of spiritual practice itself is to achieve happiness and joy, but he doesn't know when he has forgotten what happiness is, and is always so sad.

"Let's fight." Lin Luo said softly.

Life or death is not important, because at the end of practice, it is only a moment of eternal beauty.
"Just having some fun!"

(End of this chapter)