This is a pure method of will cultivation, it does not increase any strength, it is just to cultivate Fang Xingjian's will to the point where it is indestructible and can even transcend time and space.
In a similar way, any creature in the multiverse would probably collapse and dissipate directly, making it difficult to persevere, but Fang Xingjian was obviously not. Because of his bloodline, his own experience, and the cultivation of martial arts, his willpower had completely surpassed It surpassed the imagination of all creatures, especially the obsession with survival, which kept him alive.
Fang Xingjian kept moving towards the limit of his will. His will was like a crystal clear, infinitely sharp long sword. No matter what he experienced, he couldn't shake him in the slightest. Even his thinking began to cross parallel universes, sending information to the On him in those parallel universes.
Relying on will to transmit information across time and space, immortality, nine deaths without regrets, this is already the so-called saint state in many worlds.
In the void, Zuo Qingcang raised his head: "Is it finished?"
Being able to use willpower to travel through time and space to transmit information is the first step, and it is also the most difficult step. If it wasn't for the lack of time and Fang Xingjian being discovered by the other party, Zuo Qingcang would not be willing to take such a risk.
But now that Fang Xingjian succeeded, he could see that countless messages were directly sent by him to the ever-changing timelines, and Fang Xingjian in these timelines fed back information.
On the ever-changing timeline, Fang Xingjian's will spanned countless times and spaces, forming a network for transmitting information.
And the stimulation to the will and consciousness is also instantly greater. Almost every moment, Fang Xingjian is experiencing hundreds of thousands of millions of different timeline experiences at the same time, and a large amount of information is flooding his mind, like It is like a whetstone sharpening his will.
So an hour later, he was able to transfer energy between timelines.
Three hours later, he began to be able to transmit matter, Fang Xingjian finally began to gain the ability to move on the time axis, and gradually became a real high-dimensional creature.
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In the void, the little boy wrapped in yellow light smiled and looked at the moon-sized Eye of Doom in the distance.
Beside him, a golden vortex slowly emerged. It was the golden demon god among the thirteen demon gods, a high-ranking existence known as the vortex of hope and despair.
"The disaster of panic, you planted the brand of anti-logic family on him?"
"If you want to surpass the ultimate, you must first surpass logic." The little boy smiled when he heard this: "How can mistakes happen in the works I created? Now he has divinity, humanity and logic as one, and he can do it." things are limitless.”
"But he still can't be the ultimate. Omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresent, is the ultimate."
"If the ultimate will appear, then he must have already appeared." The voice of Vortex of Hope and Despair is calm and full of extreme rationality: "I always believe that the ultimate already exists in our multiverse. Discovery, the only possibility is that we are unwilling to find out in the end.”
"No." The panic-stricken eyes narrowed, and there seemed to be a frenzied light flickering in them: "There is also a possibility, if the ultimate already exists, but we can't find it, then we may not exist and be real." not on a timeline, but within a logical structure."
The vortex of hope and despair swirled slightly and said, "A logical structure? There is indeed such a possibility, but in that case, the universe we live in may be just a dream, a record, or an illusion."
"So, everything is based on illusion, can you finally understand this truth?"
A pink rabbit slowly emerged from the void, his eyes seemed to be bloodshot, and there was a trace of madness and sweet contradictions in his whole body: "The entire multiverse is built on a huge In terms of lies, we are nothing more than a landscape in other people's dreams, and I will eventually prove that the entire multiverse is meaningless."
Panic Huangzhi slowly said: "No, Seat of Illusion, our existence is by no means meaningless, but has some kind of understandable reason above all else, Fang Xingjian's growth will eventually prove my There's nothing wrong with the theory."
At the moment when the three parties communicated, two forces, one white and one silver, surged up in Fang Xingjian's body, as if they sprang out from the endless void and poured directly into his body.
At this moment, Fang Xingjian finally understood Zuo Qingcang's plan.
Zuo Qingcang's purpose is to let him directly connect with the power of the White Demon God and the Silver Demon God with his extremely tyrannical will by virtue of his blood and consciousness over time and space.
If he did this directly, his consciousness would be smashed by the two in an instant, but now he has the possibility of enduring it for a while, and the disaster of panic, for some purpose, pushed the boat along the way, and added an anti-logic to him. The imprint of the family greatly increases the possibility of success.
The next moment, a hand grabbed Fang Xingjian's head, it was Zuo Qingcang.
"Fair!"
At this moment, Fang Xingjian and Zuo Qingcang seemed to have directly become one person, and because Zuo Qingcang had been eroded by Bai in the past, now Fang Xingjian and Zuo Qingcang became one person, and more turbulent power belonging to the demon god of white poured into Fang Xingjian's body. Inside his body, he was constantly eroding everything he could perceive.
At the same time, the power belonging to the Silver Demon God injected from the void on the other side became more and more turbulent, as if it was facing Bai Zhengfeng.
At this moment, Fang Xingjian seemed to have become the battlefield of two demon gods.
But at the next moment, the power of silver directly broke the limitation of time and space, and fled towards the timeline.
Endless white power shot out from Zuo Qingcang's body, towards the fleeing silver chasing music.
A gleam of light flashed in Zuo Qingcang's eyes: "It's done, Bai, get out of my body, is it really your wish? But under the operation of absolute reason, this has become a cage that you can't do."
"It's started. They are falling towards the starting point of the multiverse. As long as they reach the starting point, they will definitely prove my conjecture about the ultimate."
The vortex of hope and despair looked at the scene in front of him, and instantly turned into a golden light, following Bai and Yin.
"The starting point of the multiverse will only be nothingness, because it was originally built on lies." The Illusory Seat turned into a pink light, and followed along.
The little boy who became the incarnation of the disaster of panic laughed, and his whole body slowly sank into the void, but his eyes firmly supported Fang Xingjian's ever-changing body, and his pupils were full of fanaticism and excitement: "Come on! , reach heretics, eradicate the existence of all demon gods, grasp the authority of the crown of heaven with a mortal body, transcend the non-existence of logic, be born! Let’s begin, the demon gods fall."