Chapter 500 Finale
"I have lived too long. I have witnessed the origin and destruction of many worlds, and the rise and fall of countless races. In this eternal and unchanging river, only new and interesting things can bring me a little comfort..."
The God of All Things said in a chanting tone: "The Lord of Alchemists, the Controller of Calamity Power, the God of Immortality... I will witness your splendor..."
“Witness the excitement?”
Fang Xian sneered: "Could it be that the trap you set before , which almost caused me to be replaced, was just a game, just for fun?"
"That's right... If, under my influence, the clone can replace the original body, it will be a different kind of wonderful..."
As soon as the God of All Things finished speaking, he was submerged by a layer of dark blue ocean.
Countless tentacles spread out, tearing Him into countless pieces and constantly wearing Him down.
"I am one, and I am also ten thousand. I have countless incarnations..."
Fang Xian easily wiped out the incarnation, but heard the voice of the God of All Things echoing: "You have to be careful of me, because you don't know at some point, I will give you a small gift..."
"Noisy!"
The next moment, the sea surged, completely obliterating the last echo.
Fang Xian stood in the Daluo Samsara with an indifferent expression: "Sure enough... among the gods, there are all kinds of weird things... There is no need to pay attention to Him..."
His goal has never changed.
Stand higher, see more beautiful scenery, and pursue eternity!
The God of All Things is just a stumbling block.
As long as it doesn't hinder me, I won't bother to step on it. But if there is an obstacle, I will just kick it away.
"But... His condition can alert me..."
'Becoming a god gives you a long and lasting life, but it is not eternal... Even though your body and spirit will not decay, the aging of your soul will gradually change your character. It is good for you to become confused and funny, and you may even develop a tendency to self-destruct...'
Fang Xian's eyes were clear, and he understood instantly.
"The eighth level of the Way of the Alchemist should be about the cultivation of the mind ... When an eternal mind is paired with an immortal body, perhaps it can be considered eternal? Theoretically, the ninth level?"
"To truly prove eternity, one needs to practice. In other words... to exist forever and to continue to exist in the future, without the mind collapsing and without forgetting one's original intention, perhaps this is considered true eternity. Level 10?"
Fang Xian is wise and has confidence in his future path.
"At this moment, I should first complete my own authority..."
He looked towards Dreamland.
Without the interference of the Giant Eye of the Starry Sky, the Eye of Disaster suddenly became much quieter.
Crash.
The next moment, illusory black sea water surged into the hall, submerged the Eye of Disaster, and began to suppress and consume it.
Tentacles stretched out from the ocean, as if performing the most delicate surgery, reaching into the Eye of Disaster and grabbing out symbols one by one.
The Eye of Disaster resisted fiercely, but to no avail.
After the first cup filled with scarlet blood was rolled out by the tentacles, various symbols representing "disaster" were taken out one after another, making the Eye of Disaster even weaker.
"The power of robbery, dissolve!"
Fang Xian's whole body was filled with calamity power, and he began to digest the symbolic objects one by one.
His ability to sense and create disasters has become even stronger.
"As expected... defeating other gods and seizing power is a shortcut to upgrading. Unfortunately... it is too hated. This is an act even crazier than a madman, and will inevitably be unanimously hated by all the gods..."
In the Daluo reincarnation, Fang Xian didn't know how long he had been standing there.
At a certain moment, the deep power of calamity emerged again and swallowed up an illusory eye.
This means that he has completely digested this power and his own strength has been enhanced.
"Huh?"
When the calamity force crossed a certain limit, Fang Xian's eyes flashed.
The deepest memories were unearthed, allowing him to see the coordinates of his first life, the planet where everything originated!
A strong shock emerged in his heart.
"The original, the first, the origin planet..."
"Perhaps... the eternity I'm looking for can be found there!"
Buzz!
As if sensing the breath of the origin planet, a deeply hidden space opened up somewhere in the dreamland.
Fang Xian's heart moved and he came to a hall.
This hall is empty, but it has a unique atmosphere, that is the taste of home!
Fang Xian felt very comfortable walking in it, just like a wanderer returning home, with peace of mind and body.
"This... is not a space, but a communication device..."
"I have completely refined the Dreamland. I don't have to worry about its backlash..."
"This kind of aura... could it be that the owner who created it is my fellow villager?"
Many thoughts flashed through Fang Xian's mind.
Finally, he stretched out his finger and drew a symbol in the air.
The inverted triangle is the base, and the Ouroboros in the middle is the ring.
This is the emblem of the original Lord of Dreamland!
At this moment, the mark emitting a faint fluorescent light blended into the space, revealing a certain mystery.
A faint shadow emerged.
Fang Xian felt his heart shaken at the first sight.
It was a huge snake shadow that even the Daluo space and time could hardly contain.
"We are travelers from the same hometown, wandering in different dimensions..."
"We established this alliance to help our fellow countrymen who are determined to explore the way home and the eternal path..."
"Only those who have the mark of the true spirit of their hometown and the coordinates of the star of origin can open this communication..."
"It will help you connect to all members of our alliance..."
"Finally...I hope everyone can go home and obtain the transcendence and eternity they desire!"
——[Nightmare Hydra].
It was just a message, but the information contained in it shocked Fang Xian.
"The Great Alliance of Time Travelers?"
A smile appeared on his lips. He did not hastily contact this existence which must be very powerful. Instead, he looked at the marks of other travelers floating in the space.
[Spirit Creator], [Lord God], [ Dream Ancestor], [God of War], [Emperor of Heaven]...
One ancient emblem after another exudes a terrifying and inexplicable aura.
It seems that each of them is a legend.
"Are you of the same faith?"
Fang Xian murmured, his divine power circulated, and he realized that the purpose of this space was just for communication.
It cannot provide its own location and cannot leak any information.
Obviously, the creators of Dreamland had already taken into account the caution of the travelers and did their utmost to maintain confidentiality.
"In that case, what else should I worry about?"
Fang Xian chuckled and left his name among the many marks.
That is his epic and his legend.
Robbery power, alchemists, immortality...
The pursuit of the glory of the eternal calamity force has become a title that is on par with other great names -
[Master Fangxian]!
