Arad's unruly savior

After the wisdom and power that make up the path of reincarnation ascended to the status of creation, this part of the power underwent an astonishing transformation, directly manifesting the words that the great will had intentionally hidden, dispelling the fog, revealing the truth, and providing an answer.

“The necessary condition for merging with the second path is the sublimation of the power of destiny, which is almost consistent with our previous speculation.” Remy murmured, then remained where he was, listening and waiting to see if there were more secrets, or if Carlosso had more words that were being concealed. Now, all of this would be known to the wisdom.

Remy also understood very well that this necessary condition was a claim made by the Great Will, just as the Lord of the End and Blind Folly also had their own methods. It could not be completely believed, otherwise one might stray into the path of others and be affected.

However, now that we know this method and have the advantage of readily available conditions, we should give it a try.

The path of reincarnation can be temporarily used to conceal life and death, and to allow for rebirth.

Remy sat alone, listening intently. Countless starlight streaked coldly past her. The laws of the nine paths of rank sometimes collided around her, creating massive explosions. Black holes collapsed and were then burst open by infinite energy, only slightly lifting a corner of her clothing. She traced back through time and space to the past and future, and only after confirming that there were no more great voices did she decide to leave the central place.

The starry sky has always been a deep, dark black. Those shining stars are just rocks hanging in the sky, like fireflies in a black curtain.

Loneliness and nothingness are inescapable and eternal realities. Ten thousand years, millions of years... compared to the universe itself, they are just a very small scale. In the non-living world, the length of time does not seem to have much meaning, as still as a stagnant pool.

Remi, as a deity who existed since the beginning of time, has a true age that cannot be spoken of, longer than a phone number, and she was originally accustomed to the nature of the universe.

Of course, during the time it took to record a series of phone calls, Remy wasn't always awake, trying to remember every single event that happened; he was mostly silent and asleep.

Sometimes she would stare blankly at the civilization of a planet, and then suddenly realize that the civilization had been destroyed.

Now that she has ascended to the status of Creator, she let out a soft sound of surprise. The familiar universe presented a different scene before her eyes, as if it had unveiled the veil that had been covering her.

She saw the universe itself as a giant living organism, nurturing infinitely brilliant civilizations, in which everything was born and perished. Now it was sick, its veins were decaying, it was covered with withering, and its brilliance was gradually dimming, no longer as healthy as it was in the beginning.

How could this be?

In the past, when she possessed the artifact Book of Order, she was able to peel back the "surface," understand the rules, and modify and formulate them.

Although the rules at that time were occasionally unbalanced, they were generally orderly, like a minor illness or injury that could be quickly cured.

Remi muttered to himself, "Although the path of reincarnation is a power of the great realm of life, it also has some involvement in the basic world composed of the three fundamental powers. Just like powers, they are not absolutely independent of each other."

"If it is the path to existence, it should be able to be seen more clearly."

……

Previously, the Lord of the End's gaze, which turned around, shocked all things and left a negative mark on the souls of the gods, almost penetrating their souls and clinging to them like a stubborn skin disease.

If left unaddressed, it will surely affect his consciousness and actions, causing immense terror and making the gods afraid to continue watching Him chat with Ye Lin.

If they keep chatting like this, something big is going to happen; they might talk themselves to death.

The gods swiftly refined the imprint on their souls, filled with trepidation. Although it came from the power of the Creator, it was only a fleeting glance, the aftershock of a raging storm, not a deliberate attack. With some time and effort, they could wear it down.

After the brand was erased, some of the gods who hadn't given up couldn't help but cast their gazes at Remi again, to see what was different about this newly promoted creator, whether he had three heads and six arms.

It's impossible not to be curious. Gods don't have much fun to begin with, and some have become numb and crazy in the vastness of space and time. Now that a super big event has happened, it's like a cat's paw is gently tickling the soles of your feet. You just want to watch, even if it tickles a little more, you still want to watch.

Then, having learned from past mistakes, he suppressed all his negative emotions when the gods were watching, leaving only envy and reverence.

The gods saw that the newly ascended creator held a noble and beautiful crown in his hand, which was filled with countless shimmering rays of light. The stars seemed to be fragments of diamonds that had fallen from the crown and landed in the universe, becoming endless stars.

The goddess was of unparalleled beauty, both noble and holy, the center of all beauty and radiance, the protagonist surrounded by a crown.

One of the gods frowned, suppressing his urge to speak, and internally complained: "So, the humans who can control Yelin are actually like this, they don't seem any different from some of the races on our planets."

They all have one pair of eyes, one nose, one mouth... hands and two feet. The only difference is in the bones and flesh of their skulls, yet they are distinguished as beautiful or ugly, and thus are liked or disliked by others.

It's so bizarre; the Outer Gods simply cannot comprehend humanity's distorted aesthetic sense.

In the eyes of some Outer Gods, the physical differences between humans and chimpanzees are almost negligible.

The three-headed, six-armed figures imagined by humans are just lowly little children in the eyes of the Outer Gods. Each of them may have hundreds of hands, feet, eyes, and so on.

Remi could naturally sense the curious, awe-inspiring, and envious gazes of the gods, including those of the Outer Gods who had fought against her. Their eyes were now filled with complex emotions.

Although she was dazzling in the past, she was not worthy of the kind of treatment she receives now, being the focus of attention from the gods and the masses.

"Should I say or do something now to show my compassion or authority?" Remy pondered, and was surprised to find that his heart was beating a few beats faster. He was also a little excited and had not yet fully adapted to the change in his identity and status.

She is quite adept at giving riddles to believers, such as: God is always with us; God will not give you the answer to your question directly; God tells you to ask your own heart, and so on.

If an impatient deity heard this, they would only say she was whining without reason.

Now, there are some words that she can't say because she's not used to them, and she needs the gods to have even greater reverence for her status.

Finally, Remy smiled, a hint of mystery in his eyes, and said, "I've always been by your side..."

She then vanished into the light, disappearing from the sight of the gods.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I don't know. We didn't actually cut off her path, but it had a somewhat threatening tone."

"Is this about settling old scores?"

Upon hearing the words of the newly ascended creator, the gods felt a chill run down their spines, as if an invisible blade hung over their heads—a threat from Remy. The primordial universe was now a forbidden zone, a dead end, in the eyes of the outer gods. They couldn't afford to eat there anymore; it might just be their own funeral.

Even those mad, irrational gods felt a chill run down their spines, sensing a tremendous, subtle danger.

…………

Ye Lin was still having a pleasant conversation with the Lord of the End, discussing the topic in great depth. The commotion caused by Remy's advancement did not disturb them at all, as they seemed to be completely engrossed in their conversation.

He had told Remy beforehand that he didn't need to come over after his promotion.

Then Ye Lin told the Lord of the End about what he had seen and heard in the center of the universe. Since he couldn't hear what Carlos was babbling about anyway, he might as well share it with his "fellow travelers" and maybe they could discover something new and give the Great Will a little more trouble.

"The central place, Arad, is indeed there." The Lord of the End did not comment on Carlos's words, as if he was intentionally ignoring them.

"If I successfully continue the future of the original universe, will you die?" Ye Lin asked, posing a question he was eager to explore.

The Symbol of Parallel Dimensions, after continuing through the nine parallel dimensions, immediately became illusory and transparent, on the verge of complete dissipation. If it weren't for the causal connection of the Lord of the End, Ye Lin could have destroyed all nine Symbols with a single strike.

The Creator Beings are immortal and indestructible; currently, only Carlos has found a way to kill them.

Besides, Ye Lin was very curious about whether the supreme creator could truly be killed and completely destroyed.

The Lord of the End chuckled coldly, his tone subtly mocking Ye Lin, and said, "If you can achieve your goal, I may be very weak, but I will not die. The concept of the end exists eternally, and so will I."

Ye Lin nodded, a method suddenly popping into his mind. Before he could ask, the Lord of the End added in advance:
"Neither the power of death nor the path of reincarnation can kill us."

"Me...wait?" Hearing the scope encompassed in His words, Ye Lin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized and slapped his forehead.

"Your mayfly-like racial foundation, we've changed generations in the blink of an eye, haven't you forgotten it yet?" said the Lord of the End.

He is now completely certain of Yelin's mindset, which seems to have never placed himself at the level of "the person of creation".

In every sense, they were five... now six primordial beings, having transcended all other life forms in the universe. Now, all six of them belong to the same great race.

There are great races, but for now there are only six, with a maximum of nine.

The Lord of the End said indifferently, "We cannot kill each other. Neither the Path of Reincarnation, nor the Path of Chaos, nor the Path of the End. You cannot kill me, and I cannot kill you."

"Even if a battle of ranks is initiated, at most the opponent can only be weakened and put into a slumber. The end will still come at some point. This is a rule that even the path of rules cannot control."

"So now you understand why I didn't desperately stop you before you broke through. Destruction is far easier than protection. How could the Primordial Path easily stop me?!"

Nine paths to rank, nine of the strongest races—Ye Lin was somewhat surprised; it sounded quite similar to the Demon Realm Apostles of the past.

The nine powerful apostles could not kill each other; only with the help of external forces could their chests be pierced.

Does this mean that killing a Creator also requires the use of the "Trial Blade"?

Ye Lin thought for a while and smiled silently. The Lord of the End's words were logically impeccable, but he wouldn't believe them entirely.

If the other party's words are false, and when the battle for the final level begins, one goes into battle with the mentality of "I won't die anyway," one will likely suffer heavy losses and pay an unacceptable price.

It's time to leave.

Now that Remy has successfully advanced, and the Chaos Royal Court has awakened and fallen asleep again, there's no need for him to keep blocking the outside of the End Time and Space. He said:
"I've learned a lot. Next time, it might be a life-or-death struggle."

As Ye Lin turned to leave, his back was to the end, and before him lay the still-brilliant, hopeful spacetime of the original universe. He paused for a few seconds, as if trying to understand the boundary between spacetime and time.

The Lord of the End would naturally not do anything behind his back; it would be pointless.

However, as the Lord of the End was about to return, his expression suddenly turned cold and stern. He saw a faint purple glow emanating from Night Forest, and then the glow extended along his direction, stretching to an endless distance, like a bridge or a long shadow cast by the sun.

"Being in a position of power is also limitless. Ye Lin, what do you see from your perspective!" The Lord of the End coldly shouted, then the illusory path between his brows glowed, forming a mirror that reflected the radiance on Ye Lin's body, but not Ye Lin's figure.

The illusory path, which is not fully under control, cannot be directly reflected face to face without the permission of the Creator.

Then the Lord of the End walked into the mirror and stood in the direction of the Night Forest in the mirror, looking from his perspective.

This is the power of the Path of Illusion; everything that exists can be reflected, whether it be objects in the real world or things in a non-material sense such as gaze, realm, or luck. Thus, a replica is formed.

However, what He saw was only the starry sky of the primordial universe, with countless stars and a dark background. The road paved with radiance was mercilessly swallowed by darkness before it could extend far, unlike the road under Ye Lin's feet, which stretched to an extremely distant place, as if it were infinite.

That part cannot be reflected.

boom!
The Lord of the End stepped out of the Mirror of Illusion and attacked Night Forest directly, unleashing a roaring torrent of the end. The raging torrent contained the annihilation of all things. What exactly was the radiance beneath his feet? Could it stand in his place and take his place? In any case, the first priority was to blast it away.

The ethereal power of chaos materialized, directly engulfing the Lord of the End's attack.

Ye Lin stood amidst the mysterious radiance, his expression solemn. Indeed, the feeling of standing at the level of creation yet still feeling that the road ahead was infinitely long had indeed appeared again. The last time it came quickly and disappeared just as fast. This time, he immediately entered a meditative state, resonating with the Path of Chaos, and trying to capture the trajectory of the radiance.

"Could it be that the method of advancing further in the Creation Realm by merging with the second path is actually wrong?" A thought flashed through the mind of the Lord of the End. His expression darkened, and a universe interwoven with dim yellow and dark red materialized, carrying terrifying power of the end to suppress it.

Just then, the radiance vanished, and the mysterious aura emanating from Ye Lin disappeared as well. He turned and glanced back at the Lord of the End.

(End of this chapter)