If time is compared to a river, then it is like a nail, which is directly nailed into a certain position in the river and will not move with the river even if the river water washes it.
The result of this behavior is that time is actually always passing, but he just stays at a certain point in time and does not pass with time.
When looking at the world from his perspective, the world seems to be still.
However, theoretically there is no time in the void, but he doesn't feel uncomfortable now because his state is also frozen at this moment.
At this moment, he still had one second left before he couldn't bear it anymore, but this second would never come as long as he didn't let go.
He emitted the biological force field outward and soon locked onto a chicken standing on a meteorite in the distance.
"As expected, the god of sacrifice did not come in person!"
Wuming saw the chicken and thought to himself.
If it was the deity himself who came, there would be no need for so much trouble, the world of celestial beasts would be crushed in an instant. Only the messenger of the deity needs to use strategies.
After all, if you have enough strength, all kinds of strategies are just a waste of time. Only when you lack strength do you need wisdom to supplement it.
Based on the knowledge in the book, Wuming knew that this chicken might have been a human in the past, or it might be some other intelligent creature. Because it sacrificed everything it had, it ended up becoming a lackey for the gods.
It is sad to say, this is like aiding and abetting a tiger, these people are often killed by the sacrifice to gods, and even their own world is killed. As a result, they become the running dogs of the sacrifice to gods, and they have to run around for the sacrifice to gods for eternity, and continue to do evil deeds that destroy other worlds.
Wuming teleported in front of the chicken. He grabbed the chicken's head, and the biological force field immediately invaded the inside of the chicken's head. He slowly felt the terrifying power inside the chicken.
Horror does not refer to its strength, but to its nature.
Wuming felt that this power was like countless creatures wailing, like the despair of the end of the world, like the pain of slowly sinking to the bottom of the water after drowning.
This is a power of despair.
After peeling off this power, Wuming saw a distorted aura that could no longer be considered a soul.
"Sacrifice to the gods!"
Wuming looked at the ball of spiritual light that was so distorted that it was hard to describe, and his expression gradually became serious.
Then he stabbed his finger into the spiritual light, and the spiritual light collapsed instantly. This was his last mercy to this creature that was not even a soul.
After killing the chicken, he returned directly to the Nameless Sea and withdrew his hand from the Nameless Book.
Everything was still changing, and the chicken on the meteorite suddenly exploded, and the distorted aura suddenly let out a surprised wail, and then exploded.
As the Heavenly Beast World lost the influence of the power of the gods, it began to enter a long period of self-repair.
As for whether it can repair itself before the next crisis comes, it depends on its luck.
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In the blink of an eye, several weeks passed.
There is still an endless stream of posts for help in the Shenzang Space, mainly because the people in the Shenzang Space come from all over the heavens and all realms, and many of them do have difficulties. In the past, they could only struggle on their own, but now that they find that Wuming can help, they naturally want to stabilize their world as soon as possible so that they can practice with peace of mind.