Zheng Zha has become the strongest person in the reincarnation world since the final battle, and he is not arrogant or thinks he is the strongest, because he does not want to be the strongest at all, he just wants to return to reality with everyone, and return to reality. Peace and the past, that's all he wanted.
But this world of reincarnation is so dangerous. He can also predict that it will be difficult to resurrect his partners in the future. He cannot fail. This strongest reputation is not his empty name, but the life and trust of his partners in exchange for it. future, he can never lose it absolutely
Even so, Zheng Zha does not feel that he is the strongest. The more he comes into contact with this multiverse, the weaker he feels. Moreover, his true heart has always been so unswerving. He still remembers that he was once in the multiverse. When he was struggling to survive in the world of reincarnation, he still remembers the horror, but the warm days, he still remembers how he fought and how he won when faced with the insurmountable mountain and the replica of him.
He is still fighting as a weakling, and will continue to fight on the road to resurrecting his friends.
You said that you appreciate the weak fighting against the strong and becoming the strongest. This is in line with your holy way. In my opinion, you are just bored to think and say this.
The moment Zheng Zha's singing burst out, he shouted with all his strength: What you are talking about is not the battle of the weak. This is just the Long Aotian you imagined, the growth journey of the protagonist in your imagination. The so-called battle of the weak is fighting with all his strength. The process of using all your strength, stepping on the blood and bones of your partners, using your own head to butt the strong man's fist, and then using all your strength to bite the opponent's mouth. The weak win by sacrifice, not by counterattack.
As the voice fell, Zheng Zha fell into a state that could not be described in words.
This was a vast ray of light. Zheng Zha stood quietly in it. He saw the multiverse, the bright heaven, the bottomless abyss, the hell of annihilation, the prehistoric world, and infinite planes. , and a very few scattered saint dents
I don’t know where this place is, and I don’t know how to describe it. The so-called long river of time, the long river of destiny, and the river of Styx, which describe the greatest embodied existence in the world, are not much bigger than small streams here. Even small streams It doesn't even count, maybe it's just a puddle in this light.
For some reason, Zheng Zha felt calm in his heart. He naturally understood what he should do now, sink down, and leave traces of his own existence in this universe, traces of his past existence, and his holy way. Trace, here is the essence of the entire multiverse. All planes will have their first existences here, and most of the rules in those planes are given by the saints left here. , of course, this is just a false saint in Luo's mouth.
In fact, this is just like the spirits born from the plane. It is extremely difficult for them to break free from the shackles of the plane. Similarly, the dents engraved here have actually become the spirits of the multiverse, in disguise. Minions of the enslavement of the multiverse.
What about the real saint
Zheng Zha raised his head and looked up. No, there should be no relationship between up and down. This place is neither space nor time, nor energy nor matter, nor is it a spiritual sea. Everything here is abstract, as if it is imagination, but it is It is much more real than imagined. This is the nature of the multiverse. If they are false saints, they can only see it once they have carved their own dents. But if they are true saints, they can enter it anytime and anywhere. This information The moment Zheng Zha thought about it, it automatically entered his mind.
And the real saint is not engraved on this given land.
The multiverse will grow. At first there was only a small dot, which exploded for unknown reasons, and then the entire multiverse was created. And even now, the multiverse is still growing and getting bigger. At the same time, with the increase of civilization and the enrichment of different civilizations, the rules of the multiverse are also improving and increasing. If the entire multiverse is compared to a disk, then this disk has grown from a small disk at the beginning to a continent. The size of the plate, and the false saint carved his own indentation on this plate. The size of the plate determines the number, so the number is determined by the thickness, so there is the term holy status.
And the true Holy
Above what Zheng Zha saw, it was not the location of the multiverse disk, but it was suspended above the disk. It was attached to the multiverse and carved its own dent, but it was not bound by the multiverse itself. Similar to projection, that is, it has carved its own dent by projection alone, but it is not bound by the multiverse.
Inexplicably, an idea suddenly burst into Zheng Zha's mind. What if he could completely break away from this disk, carve his own traces outside the multiverse, be completely independent from the outside world, and truly form his own unique holy path
But this is just a thought. As mentioned before, this place is neither space nor time, nor energy nor matter, nor is it a spiritual sea. Everything here is abstract, as if it is imagination, but it is better than imagination. It is much more real, so when Zheng Zha's thoughts arise, other thoughts are also continuing. What he is doing at the moment, or in other words, what he must complete instinctively because he can no longer suppress it.
Zheng Zha felt that he was levitating. Although he couldn't see himself at all, and he couldn't distinguish between up, down, left and right, he did not fall on the plate, but gradually sunk in like the dents floating on it.
my holy path
It is my belief, my pursuit all the time, to struggle out of this cruel world of reincarnation, to struggle out of all the unfairness and cruelty, to resurrect my friends, to bring them peace, no danger to their lives, and return to the origin of happiness.
For this reason, I will not hesitate to fight against all obstacles in this world, no matter how terrible and powerful the obstacles are, this is the fight of the weak. I will always fight in the way of the weak. That is sacrifice, that is trust, That is the most powerful thing that my friends have entrusted to me.
I'm just a struggling weakling
Gradually, as Zheng Zha became more aware of himself, the dent became deeper and deeper, but
He hasn't resurrected his friends yet. The strongest title given to me by my friends is not for me to use to achieve my own transcendence.
I deserve it
Suddenly, the dent that had sunk deeper and deeper, and many cracks appeared like broken glass.
The next moment, Zheng Zha opened his eyes and woke up in this void, and his hymn emerged from him, which was struggling in the majestic mud, struggling in despair, that It is the roar of the weak. It is the courage to challenge the gods as a mortal with trust and courage. It is the persistence to step on the blood and bones of the companions and pounce on the strong one. That is unyielding, that is a roar that never admits defeat
After hearing all this, Luo was silent, and after a long time he said: Stupid, you are always so stupid. Is it worth being so unyielding and frank when you are obviously going to die yourself? The so-called holy way must be the purest condensed essence. You With such hesitation, you are already close to death.
Of course Zheng Zha waved his arm that had grown back. He saw everything he couldn't see just now. The previous battle with Luo seemed to be close to him. He pushed himself who was about to be hit by the sword and avoided the blow just now. He shot and recovered his arm, and he said to Luo: Of course it's worth it. I just told you that this is the battle of the weak. Don't take the weak for granted as Long Aotian or the protagonist. If you want to defeat the strong without giving anything, you are just the growth process of the stronger when he is weak. Since you are weak, you must have the consciousness of the weak to fight. We weak always use fearlessness, courage, and wisdom. And I, who sacrificed myself to fight, died here, but saved Chu Hao and the others, Lin Juntian and Liu Yu. One day, they will inherit the will of a weakling like me, and then fight you as a weakling. , then as we pass on from generation to generation, there will always be more important protection and stronger weak ones to defeat you and us weak ones.
It is through such sacrifice that one can defeat the strong.
Zheng Zha still raised his fists and faced Luo and said: Now begins the second round. This time, it is the second time since the last battle. That time it was the sacrifice of my partners that made me, a fairy tale of the weak defeating the strong, Then let me sacrifice now, and let my friends
win