Only a handful of people know that Zhao Cheng is still fighting with Dao Lord. Everything is far from doomed, but there must be some big problem in itself, otherwise it would be impossible to abandon the fundamentals.
Dimensional time and space, or the infinite world composed of countless dimensions, is a very important source of power.
Otherwise, there would be no gray disaster spreading in the infinite world.
"Wishes can produce miracles, and practice can make false dreams come true. However, even if it is the eleventh pillar representing a miracle, it still has to follow the most fundamental equivalence. Only by thinking about it can it be reverberated. Different wishes have the chips needed to complete them.
It’s also different…”
Zhou Yu was fishing and talking to himself.
Ten thousand years of snapping fingers, according to some people's thinking, ten thousand years of accumulated wishes can create a little movement. Even if the movement is small, it is a huge confidence, and it is the difference between something and nothing.
But the reality is that after thousands of years of fighting, it has not stirred up the slightest disturbance.
"The bright future cannot be seen, and the road has endless twists and turns. This should not be a battlefield that I am involved in, but I am just an ant trying to survive..."
In the dojo of all the saints, the Blood Saint is also talking to himself.
He was very sober, or rather sober from beginning to end.
In fact, along the way, it can be said that he has done his best in everything he can do.
No matter in that distant era, he did not hesitate to give up his body as a Taoist god and gave up everything that could be given up. He would only gain enough purity to follow Taoist Master and practice Taoist Dharma.
It was still the era when the successor emperors became emperors. He knew clearly that there were pitfalls, but he also had the proof that he would be eternal.
Or maybe it was the previous battle for enlightenment, where he jumped out without hesitation and hindered Zhao Cheng from attaining enlightenment.
If he was not awake at all and did not try his best in this matter, he might not be where Yuanshi is today.
It's just that, no matter what, I can't stand the fact that the world is changing so fast.
In the eyes of all sentient beings, he is the first saint under the Great Dao, the strongest among all saints, eternal and immeasurable, unbreakable for all eons, a single thought can create eternal dharma, almost omniscient, and almost omnipotent.
In fact, this is indeed the case. In the eyes of all living beings, he is not a fantasy, but he does have such magical powers.
But even so, he couldn't stand it. The origins of those enemies were hundreds of billions of trillions of times more terrifying than him...
Normally speaking, he is close to the realm of Yuanshi, which is enough for him to walk sideways in dimensional time and space.
After all, Yuanshi is only one step away from the vertex of the dimension.
It can even be said that if you realize the Origin, as long as you can live safely until the moment when the dimension rotates, and the moment when the dimension is destroyed and reborn, you will have a great chance of attaining the Origin.
But the reality is that this dimension has become the chosen battlefield. Zhao Cheng, the Great Heavenly Lord, reverses calamity in this dimension and directly brings everything into an unpredictable situation.
As far as Blood Saint knows, according to an ancient system, there are only pseudo-seven levels above Yuanshi.
And the eight mysterious beings who stow away in reincarnation in the previous battle are guaranteed to be eighth-level deities.
As for the envoys of the Tao Lord, it is even more difficult to predict.
It can be said that the current situation is just like a group of monsters fighting in a fish tank, which makes him, an aboriginal person in the fish tank, very confused.
It's okay to say that he broke through the realm on his own and entered the so-called "upper realm". In that case, no one can beat him, which is normal.
But the reality is that the dimension is the apex of "being". There is no so-called higher space-time dimension above. The two poles of being and non-being are already everything.
He is not strong enough, and it is not because of the suppression of heaven and earth, or because of the lack of Dao, it is just that he is not good enough.
The limit of "being" is seven, the limit of "nothing" is eight, and the limit of "Tao" is nine.
As for going from zero to six, it is all a process of cultivation.
Being and non-being, as well as the Tao that extends from them, are there from beginning to end. If you cannot understand them, it is just a lack of ability.
Just like a mortal body, even if one realizes the vastness of the starry sky and the infinity of the earth, he will still be trapped in the trivial matters in front of him, denying the existence of the extraordinary and questioning the limits of life.
But you must know that life itself and wisdom itself are already so mysterious. A mere star on earth is like this. The universe is infinite, and many seemingly ethereal things are approximately certain.
"So what if a miracle is created, in the end it is still too late. Dao Lord's laws have turned into a prison, with no way to escape and no escape. Even if there are infinite possibilities, we will eventually be in infinite trouble.
Being wasted..."
"Ji is not so much a ripple of detachment as it is the echo of the failure of detachment. After all, if it were really detachment, how would it leave any traces."
In the corner of the dimension, the envoy of Daojun also whispered.
He has always watched what happened in the multiverse, fearing that something might happen.
But fortunately, everything went as he thought. His long-lasting wish did not cause any ripples, not even a single ripple.
This is undoubtedly a very good phenomenon.
"According to logic, even if ten thousand years of wishes are too few, there should always be some fluctuations and should not be completely nonexistent. Moreover, this miraculous power was originally created by Zhao Cheng. As long as he still exists, there will be no
There should be no reaction."
At the apex of the dimension, Zhao Xiaoxiang looked down at the dimension. The dimension was like a line. Now there was a point of light shining on it. That was a miracle and the eleventh pillar.
"In another ten thousand years, a series of great collisions in dimensions will begin..."
Zhao Xiaoxiang looked outside the dimension. Normally, there was only nothingness outside the dimension, but now, he could vaguely see many other lines.
Every line has a dimension.
Each of these dimensions has its own color and rhythm, and each of them contains infinite sentient beings and many powerful people.
Even, in some special dimensional strings, there are seventh-level, or even close to eighth-level special beings...
Normally speaking, the seventh level is the dimension itself, and the eighth level has completely transcended it.
But these dimensions are all special. Not only are the dimensions distorted by the power of the Gray Scourge, but so are the powerful lives within them.
…
"In another ten thousand years, there will be a great collision of dimensions. Then we can harvest and harvest all the luck and karma of the Great Heavenly Lord in the human world."
"In this life, it is time for me to become enlightened..."
On the other side, the envoy of the Dao Lord also looked outside the dimension and saw the turbulent gray and the last embers contained in that gray.
"Hide your identity and do evil things. In the end, you can only achieve temporary gain. If you want to achieve the highest level, you will eventually have to turn to the glory."
"When the time comes that I reveal my true identity, many people will be surprised."
…
At the same time, in a very ordinary place in the multidimensional world, a ray of white-gold brilliance was born out of thin air. It flashed away and quickly disappeared, as if it had never existed.
