But no matter how unwilling they are, the current situation is the current situation. Before they are strong enough to resist the wheel of history and even create a new era, all their emotions about untimely life are pale and powerless.
I wish I was born a hundred thousand years earlier.
"A lucky bunch of mortals."
The three of them looked at the endless stream of people in the city, and breathed a sigh of relief.
They once conducted a census, and with the help of the ability to trace back to the source, they found that among the people who received the impact of the spiritual wave, at least one out of every ten people had a talent that was higher than that of themselves when they first started practicing.
Those who were able to stand out from the countless creatures in the Profound Sky Continent until the end had no one in talent, luck, and hard work, but they were hit by the results of this census.
However, I just sighed a few words about the injustice of heaven. For thousands of years, there are definitely many super geniuses who have higher talents than them, but died in front of them in the end.
The first wave of naturally occurring spiritual waves profoundly changed the various races on the earth from some invisible levels, and then reversed the fate of all people.
"Indeed." An indifferent and ethereal voice curled up from far away, "I'm just a lucky mortal."
Pale light and shadow appeared behind the red-haired youth without warning, slowly reorganizing the outline of an adult.
"Have you finished reading what we left behind?" The disciple of the Red World was a little surprised when he noticed the shadow behind him, and then he reacted immediately.
Gaia and the others seem to be chatting in the tavern, but in fact the conversation is inside the illusory enchantment maintained by the three of them, just to guard against Bai Mo.
The scope of their intelligence acquisition has completely surpassed the limitations of the five senses.
Even if it is in a place where you can't see or hear, as long as it is related to yourself, you can touch your mind and read relevant things.
Unless it is interfered by the same clever means, it is impossible for a targeted conspiracy to work, because from the moment the calculation starts, it has become a clear card against the enemy.
Only the unconcealed overt conspiracy has corresponding significance in this level of battle.
After hearing Gaia's words, Bai Mo nodded.
"I didn't expect it to come so soon."
It knows that white ink, which is flawed when it breaks through the realm of all phases, will continue to grow rapidly even if it does nothing.
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However, he did not expect that the speed was so unexpectedly fast that he could stand in a completely crushing position in a few years, he could break through the information blockade established by the three of them at will, and appear behind them at will .
If it weren't for several information creatures with cross-level protection equivalent to their Mahayana vitality, and could truly live in memory, it is estimated that a face-to-face would be instantly killed.
Naturally, it thought of the ball of light mixed with red, yellow and purple that was handed over to Bai Mo on a whim more than three years ago.
"It stands to reason that the way is blocked. I should be red-eyed, shouting and fighting with you to the death, and then rushing up and desperately."
"But now, although I still have the idea of crushing you all to death, I don't have much hatred. Have I forgotten what hatred is?" He told such a strange thing in a calm tone.
During the speech, the surrounding air became dead silent, which perfectly matched the expressionless white ink on his face.
"Your Omniphase Realm can embody all things, so you never thought that you would lose your true self?" The creator, who had been silent all this time, appeared to speak very rarely, but the content had nothing to do with the previous topic.
"Losing all the emotions step by step, and finally losing the self, probably the end of the annihilation of body and spirit." Bai Mo frankly expressed his terrible conjecture.
"Maybe this is the end of all seekers?" He thought of Mount Huatai who died on the road many years ago.
After returning to Earth from Nine Serenity Realm, Bai Mo has always felt that something is wrong, because the increase in his power has far exceeded expectations, and it is still growing day and night.
On the one hand, the insanely expanding power supported the existence of the White Land, but on the other hand, it also deepened his uneasiness.
During the three years of staying in Tianqing, apart from the necessary things, Bai Mo devoted most of his energy to this issue.
In the end, after conducting a lot of tests and research on himself, he came to such a shocking conclusion—the stronger he became, the closer he was to death.
The breakthrough road to the Ten Thousand Phases Realm, which was forced to go into actual combat after being tested in a hurry, is likely to be missing a crucial step!
It was the lack of this step that made him likely to pay the price with his life.
"After knowing all this, I didn't expect you to study the three-color light sphere?" Gaia couldn't understand what the person in front of him was thinking.
Even declaring war immediately would be more acceptable to them than the current weird atmosphere.
At that time, the three-color light sphere handed to Bai Mo by the disciples of the Red World carried a lot of insights and thoughts belonging to the three of them. Once he really chose to open it and conduct a thorough research, it would undoubtedly greatly speed up the countdown to his death.
It's not because the information will cause mental pollution attacks on him, they don't have the ability to use information to infect an opponent of a comparable level.
It is Gaia who, relying on his long experience, infers the flaws that appear when the white ink advances—it is likely to continue to "Taoize" after entering the Ten Thousand Phases Realm.
One's own existence keeps merging with the whole world, and of course the power will grow crazily, but the self will also be gradually washed away in the process of merging.
In other words, the stronger you become, the faster you die.
"I don't care, and I don't believe it. The stronger I become, the closer I will be to death. Stronger power will only make it easier for me to see everything in this world."
I don't know if it's because of his indifference in the first place, or the side effects of Taoism, but the emotion contained in Bai Mo's words is indeed getting thinner.
So much so that in Gaia's view, Bai Mo didn't even care about his own death, and he was able to chat with it calmly.
"Six thousand and three hundred years ago, I met a casual cultivator who had just advanced to the combined body stage. He also entered the same endless loop, and lasted for four hundred and sixty-two years..."
"The day before his complete Taoization was called the Day of Destruction. On that day, thirty old monsters who were well-fitted like me walked out from various sects of Tianxuan to fight against this monster who claimed to purify everything and destroy all life. madman."
"Eleven people died on the battlefield, and eight people were seriously injured. Tianzhou, which is the battlefield, turned into a dead land."
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It conveys a huge flow of information to Bai Mo, retelling the story in detail.
"Where's your... Mahayana?" After listening to the whole story, Bai Mo suddenly noticed a strange point.