Paradise of Demonic Gods-Chapter 1161: Fall

This was a cultivation technique that made use of pure will. It did not bring any increments of strength and was only intended for cultivating Fang Xingjian’s will to an indestructible level, even to the extent of allowing him to traverse space-time.

Any living creature in the multivariate universe would probably break down and dissipate immediately, finding it hard to hold on. However, it was clearly not the case for Fang Xingjian. His will’s tenacity had clearly surpassed all living creatures’ imaginations due to the background of his blood lineage, the stimulation from the experiences he had gone through, and the nurturing from his martial arts cultivation. His strong obsessiveness to live on also let him keep on surviving till now.

Fang Xingjian continued advancing toward the limits of his will. His will was like a glistening translucent longsword that was extremely sharp. No matter what he went through, he would not waver. Even his thoughts started to traverse the parallel universe and transmit the information to the other versions of him in the other parallel universes.

While relying on having his will traverse space-time to transmit information and being indestructible, he persisted on without any regrets. This was already the Saint Realm that was known to many worlds.

In void space, Zuo Qingcang lifted his head. ‘Did he finish?’

Being able to use one’s will traverse space-time to transmit information was the first step. It was also the most difficult step. If it was not because there was really not enough time and that Fang Xingjian had been discovered, Zuo Qingcang would not have been willing to take such a great risk.

However, Fang Xingjian had succeeded, and he had sent out countless pieces of information to different migrating timelines. The Fang Xingjians in these timelines would then send information back to him.

Fang Xingjian’s will traversed countless space-times in the continuously migrating timelines, forming a network that transmitted information.

This instantly resulted in a greater stimulation to his will and consciousness. Fang Xingjian would be concurrently going through several hundred thousand or several million experiences in different timelines almost constantly. A tremendous amount of information filled up his mind, tempering his will like a sharpening stone.

Therefore, one hour later, he started to be able to transmit energy between the timelines.

Three hours later, Fang Xingjian began to be capable of transmitting matter. He finally started to obtain the ability to move on the time axis, gradually becoming an actual high-dimensional life form.

…

In void space, a little boy encompassed by yellow light looked at the moon-sized Eye of Denouement in the distance.

Beside him, a golden vortex slowly appeared. It was the Golden Demonic God from the 13 demonic gods, the superior existence that was known as the Vortex of Hope and Despair.

“Petrifying Blazing Catastrophe, you planted the Anti-logic Tribe’s branding on him?”

“If one wishes to surpass the ultimate, they must first surpass logic.” The little boy smiled. “How can a work that I created go wrong? Right now, he concurrently possesses godly attributes, human attributes, and logic as one. The things that he can do are limitless.”

“However, it’s still impossible for him to be the ultimate. Being the ultimate is to be omniscient, omnipotent, and omnipresent.”

“If an ultimate could appear, then he would already have appeared,” Vortex of Hope and Despair said with a voice that sounded composed yet filled with extreme rationality. “I still think that the ultimate is something that has long existed in our multivariate universe. The reason why we haven’t discovered it can only be that the ultimate isn’t willing to let us discover it.”

“No.” Petrifying Blazing Catastrophe’s eyes narrowed with a seemingly fervent glow shining in them. “There’s another possibility. If the ultimate has existed since long ago and yet we haven’t been able to discover it, then it means that we may not exist on the same timeline as reality. Rather, we may be within a type of logic structure.”

Vortex of Hope and Despair spinned slightly and said, “A logic structure? It’s true that there’s this possibility. However, if that’s the case, then this universe we’re in may only be a dream, an account, or some kind of illusion.”

“That’s why everything is established within illusions. Can you guys finally understand this theory? ”

A pink rabbit slowly appeared in void space. He had bloodshot eyes and emitted streams of contradictory sweet and crazy auras. “The entire multivariate universe is established over a huge lie. We’re just scenery in someone’s dream. I’ll prove that the entire multivariate universe is meaningless.”

Petrifying Blazing Catastrophe said slowly, “No, Pedestal of Illusions, our existence are definitely not meaningless. Our existence can be understood by some kind of reasoning that stands above everything. Fang Xingjian’s growth will eventually prove that my theory is right.”

In the instant the three of them were communicating, two waves of power—one white and the other silver—started to seethe within Fang Xingjian’s body. It was as if they had darted out from endless void space and gushed into his body.

Right then, Fang Xingjian finally understood Zuo Qingcang’s plan.

Zuo Qingcang’s objective was to let him rely on his bloodlines and the senses in his consciousness, which surpassed space-time. Fang Xingjian was to directly use his extremely domineering will to connect with the White Demonic God’s and Silver Demonic God’s powers.

If he were to do this directly, his consciousness would be instantly stirred up and destroyed by the two. However, he now had the possibility of withstanding them for a moment. Additionally, for some reason, Petrifying Blazing Catastrophe had gone with the flow and added the Anti-logic Tribe’s branding on him, greatly increasingly the possibility of his success.

After that, a hand grabbed onto Fang Xingjian’s head. It was Zuo Qingcang.

“Unifying Dao!”

At this moment, Fang Xingjian and Zuo Qingcang seemed to have immediately become a single person. Moreover, as Zuo Qingcang had been ceaselessly eroded by White to begin with, the White Demonic God’s power—which was seething even more strongly—gushed into Fang Xingjian’s body now that Fang Xingjian and Zuo Qingcang had become one. The White Demonic God’s power kept on eroding everything that he could sense.

Simultaneously, the Silver Demonic God’s power that had channeled in from void space also became increasingly violent like it was fighting against White.

At this instant, Fang Xingjian seemed to have become the battlefield for the fight between two demonic gods.

However, at the next moment, silver power broke through the restrictions of space-time and darted out of the timeline.

An endless amount of white power shot out from Zuo Qingcang’s body and chased after the fleeing silver color.

A gleam flashed past in Zuo Qingcang’s eyes. “It’s a success. White has broken away from my body. Was this your wish as well? But under the manipulation of absolute rationality, it became a shackle that caused you to be unable to achieve it.

“It’s going to start. They are starting to fall toward the multivariate universe’s starting point. As long as we arrive at the starting point, it’ll prove my guess of what the ultimate is.”

After seeing this scene, the Vortex of Hope and Despair instantly turned into a beam of golden light and followed White and Silver.

“The starting point of the multivariate universe will only be a stretch of nothingness. It’s because it’s established over lies.” Pedestal of Illusions turned into a beam of pink light and followed too.

The little boy that Petrifying Blazing Catastrophe had turned into smiled, and his entire body gradually sank into void space. However, his eyes were fixed on Fang Xingjian’s body which kept on changing. His eyes were filled with fervent and excitement. “Come. Reach the Tirthika and wipe out the existence of all demonic gods. Use the body of a mortal to grasp the authority over the entire world. Be born, non-existence that transcends logic!

“Let it begin—the fall of the demonic gods.”