The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

Under the night.

The crying boy shook his head, and the bitterness in his slightly curved smile solidified into an unconcealable sadness.

He wanted to raise his hand, but found that the dense shackles on his body suddenly turned from illusion into reality.

In the dark night, the shackles glowed with various colors: gold, gray, blood red, bright yellow... They looked extremely dazzling, but the terrifying aura emanating from them made people despair for no reason.

The Crying Child at the Grave, the first ten-dimensional creature in history, couldn't even raise his fingers at this moment.

Not only that, he switched to a ten-dimensional perspective.

He discovered that these shackles spread from the three-dimensional reality layer by layer until they spread to the tenth dimension, completely imprisoning his ten-dimensional consciousness.

Now, he can only do some simple thinking like an ordinary person, and all other magical powers are imprisoned and sealed.

The sea has changed, times have changed.

In the chaos, this continent of 100,000 miles still stands.

As for the crying boy at the grave, he has been locked in the Taoist temple, going through countless cold and hot seasons, and watching spring go and winter come.

The river is vast and the world is full of complicated affairs.

In the outside world, countless years have passed.

On this day, the grave-crying boy's eyelids trembled.

Although all his cultivation was sealed, he could still clearly sense that the endless chaos was now filled with a chilling and deadly aura, as if the avenue was beginning to collapse and all rules were beginning to be erased...

"Hey."

"This time the catastrophe of truth and falsehood has begun."

The crying boy knew that the current situation meant that the 'real infinite world' he was in was beginning to break apart, and the next 'false infinite world' would transform into a new 'reality'.

"True is false, false is true."

"Falsehood and truth are constantly alternating." The crying boy at the grave sighed again.

Just as he finished speaking, more than ten figures came quietly, ten men and two women, each of them wearing gorgeous robes, some with cold eyes, and some with smiles on their faces.

The monk Hua who asked him to establish the "Tingfo Temple" was also among them.

These twelve people are the good friends that the crying boy has made over the long years. They are close friends to each other, have been through a lot together, and are willing to help each other with all their heart.

"Crying at the grave, how come you ended up like this after not coming to look for you for so long? You are the first ten-dimensional creature in history.", the Flower Monk said with a smile.

At the side, a creature with blood in his eyes looked up at the sun above his head and said coldly: "It's still early, today is the best time to kill."

As he spoke, he stared at the crying child at the grave, his expression gradually filled with an almost crazy murderous intent.

"Kill you, this ten-dimensional creature."

On the other hand, when the crying boy saw these close friends, they seemed like different people from usual.

It wasn't surprising at all, but there was a hint of sadness and helplessness in his eyes.

Seeing this, the twelve figures frowned in unison.

"Grave-crying boy, do you know who we are?" the Flower Monk asked doubtfully.

"Yes, from the moment I ascended to the tenth dimension, I saw all the causes and consequences clearly."

The crying grave kid sighed, "From the beginning to the end, you were not real people, but those twelve immortal lives."

"My dear uncles, should I be honored or should I smile bitterly that such an eternal miracle is worth your careful consideration?"

Hearing this, the Flower Monk couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"Since you have achieved the tenth-dimensional mystical state, you already know the truth."

"Why do you act as if nothing happened and don't expose it?"

On the other side, the shackles on the crying boy's body seemed to be tighter. He was so heavily imprisoned that he almost couldn't breathe.

He said: "You may be the Twelve Immortals or my close friends."

"How can I not distinguish between the true and false between people? It's just that we have been together for so many years, and I am hindered by human relationships and a little face."

"So, I'm too lazy to expose it."

As soon as these words came out, Hua Heshang couldn't help but ask loudly: "Really?"

The crying grave kid nodded, "It's fake."

Then he rolled his eyes and said, "The real reason is that I can't beat you."

"I have so many shackles on my body. I'm afraid they were placed by you since I was young."

"I want to show my cards, but I don't have the ability to do so."

In the Taoist temple, twelve figures nodded involuntarily.

One of the men smiled and said, "Crying Grave Baby, actually, the twelve of us have been by your side since the beginning."

He raised his head and continued slowly: "Now, you can call me 'fake'."

"And now, I am not afraid to tell you."

"In your life, not only the twelve of us who you regarded as your closest friends were fake, but everything you experienced and everyone you met were all illusions I created for you."

A bright and beautiful woman nearby also spoke up.

"I am the immortal with the character fruit."

"Grave-crying kid, all the causal entanglements you experienced during your long journey of cultivation were actually carefully woven by me and then put on you."

"All the unforgettable experiences you had, or the reckless and carefree moments of revenge... everything was planned long ago."

At this time, the monk in white robe.

He also smiled and said: "Grave-crying boy, I am not a monk, I am - money."

"All we do is, in the final analysis, to elevate your consciousness."

"After all, it is so difficult to upgrade to a higher dimension."

He paused for a few breaths before continuing: "That's why we carefully planned your life."

"For example, you may meet someone who says something insignificant that can cause your heart to fluctuate, which in turn can cause your entire body to be affected, leading to the failure of the dimensional upgrade."

"To prevent accidents."

"We might as well weave a 'fake' world for you to completely prevent any accidents."

"Fortunately, you worked hard and reached the ninth dimension."

"Tsk tsk, it's worth all our efforts."

After Hua Heshang finished speaking, the human skin on the twelve people in front of him began to slowly fade away, and they turned into the strange figures in the cloaks again.

At this time, Kill said, "Crying Grave Kid, do you really think that you were able to cross from the Ninth Dimension to the Tenth Dimension because of your extraordinary talent and luck?"

"Haha, how naive."

"To tell you the truth, after you reach the ninth dimension."

"We are secretly using the method of 'burning thoughts' to burn the worlds one by one, turning them into a force to bless you."

"It's just that all your perceptions have been obscured by our immortal life force, so you can't find it."

“Tsk tsk, we never thought that in order to push you into the tenth dimension, we would have to burn so many great thousands, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands…”

“But it’s all worth it in the end.”