Mythological origin

"I hope you can get through this relatively gentle illusion." On the Neutron Star, Bai Mo talked to himself as he looked at the two people who were completely trapped in the illusion.

In this despairingly vast deep space, on the surface of a neutron star that emits a faint blue light and is like the eye of a cosmic devil, Bai Mo's figure is as small as dust, yet as solid as a mountain.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his pure white robes motionless in the terrifying gravitational and radiation storms emitted by the stars, which were powerful enough to tear atoms apart.

Because it is just a phantom without any mass, generated purely by the electromagnetic field.

His eyes penetrated the boundary between matter and illusion, and he clearly "saw" the scene in the illusion where Feis and Baishou were shocked, communicated, and finally fell silent in the classroom of Hehuan University.

There was no expression on Bai Mo's face, only eternal indifference, like eternal and unchanging ice.

The low, emotionless voice could not propagate in the vacuum, but it echoed clearly in his own mind.

But this so-called "gentleness" is just the difference between the eighteenth and seventeenth levels of hell.

But for some people, their tolerance range is just stuck in this range.

One point less means not enough polishing.

One more point and the person would collapse.

According to Bai Mo's original idea, the two of them were to repeat their nightmares over and over again, teetering on the edge of mental breakdown and insanity, until finally the magnetic field turned completely and they blew up this torturous illusion with one punch.

The most direct and effective way to cultivate magnetic field rotation is to use the most extreme pain and despair as fuel to push your potential to the limit.

Fes's cycle of curse and transformation, Baishou's cycle of ultimate humiliation, each reincarnation is deeper and more painful than the last, like forging fine iron, seeking the possibility of nirvana and rebirth on the brink of destruction.

When their will is tempered to the extreme and their spirit is tortured to the point of insanity, the power of the magnetic field rotation will grow and develop in endless pain and anger, and eventually the quantitative change will lead to a qualitative change, breaking all the laws with one punch and shattering this illusion cage.

But unfortunately, after only the first cycle, Bai Shou's consciousness was on the verge of collapse. If there was a second round, he would definitely die.

Bai Mo's divine sense clearly captured the other party's mental fluctuations at the last moment of the ultimate humiliation illusion.

That is a precursor to complete and irreversible collapse.

He couldn't stand it any longer.

Just like a guitar string that has been stretched to its limit, if a little more force is applied, it will break completely, without the possibility of repair.

Bai Shou's soul resilience was far below his expectations.

Under the crushing of absolute power and dignity, his will was as fragile as a sand castle.

Bai Mo estimated that even though Feis had slightly better qualifications, she wouldn't be able to last more than three rounds.

Both of them lack the qualifications to become truly powerful magnetic field movers.

But after all, the method of practicing magnetic field rotation is derived from the Supreme Divine Wind Sword, and it is not a normal thing at all. If you practice it step by step, you will probably become crazy. It is unrealistic to catch two people and expect them to become geniuses overnight.

If the two of them did not have only fifty years, perhaps Bai Mo would have given them some more normal paths to choose from.

But there is no if in reality, the cocoon can only protect them for fifty years.

So Bai Mo had to change his strategy.

Try to build a fantasy world that is not so hellish, so that the two people can gradually adapt like boiling frogs in warm water.

……

An illusion model of a new world was slowly constructed in his vast divine consciousness.

This is a world where everything is designed around "adaptation" and "survival pressure".

A little bit curly, a little bit crazy.

Perhaps the Yuanyang Realm, to which he spread the Yin-Yang Five Elements Secret, would have a timeline with a small probability, and eventually develop into this. This fantasy world has pain, humiliation, and competition, but compared to the torture of directly looping the ultimate nightmare, it is more like a pressure cooker, where the pressure is continuous and slowly increasing, leaving them room to breathe, think, and "adapt".

The pain is diluted, the despair is prolonged, the goal is no longer to force a breakthrough between life and death, but... more survival and slow transformation.

This is Bai Mo's "gentleness" and also his helpless compromise with the two.

……

After confirming that both of them had entered a new illusion, Bai Mo turned all his attention back to the neutron star beneath him.

The divine consciousness was like an invisible tentacle, pulling away from the illusion bubble where Feis and Baishou were.

To Bai Mo, it was just an insignificant experimental field.

His real target is the neutron star beneath his feet, which symbolizes the miracle and disaster of the universe.

The vast divine consciousness, like billions of invisible probes, instantly gathered, and penetrated into the unimaginably dense crust of the neutron star bit by bit with difficulty.

Every inch of matter, every bit of energy flowing, the gravitational field that is so powerful that it distorts time and space, the violent magnetic field, the destructive radiation...all will become objects of his analysis and conquest.

At a level that cannot be directly observed by the naked eye, the originally dark blue, cold, and mirror-smooth surface of the neutron star is now covered by a layer of extremely thin and strange matter.

This is a layer of white ink.

It is like a living fungal blanket, or an activated cluster of nanorobots, spreading from the polar regions of the neutron star to the equator at an extremely slow but unstoppable speed.

It greedily devours the crustal material composed of degenerate neutrons it comes into contact with, decomposing, transforming, and assimilating it, making it a part of itself.

This layer of "white ink" is an extension of Bai Mo's will and is his vanguard in devouring the stars.

As for Bai Mo's goal, it is to completely assimilate the entire planet into a part of himself.

This is the Star God.

This is the true immortal.

The realm is improved by overcoming tribulations, and strength is accumulated by swallowing stars.

The so-called combat power, in most cases, is the influence on the physical world.

If you want to influence the physical world to a greater extent, you need to control more mass and energy.

The numerous giant celestial bodies dotted throughout the vast universe are, without a doubt, the places with the highest density of matter and energy.

But neutron stars are not delicious, in every sense of the word.

This is a terrifying planet with a density of hundreds of millions of tons per cubic centimeter.

The degenerate neutrons are tightly packed together, and their strong interaction is incredibly powerful.

The assimilation speed of the "white ink" covering the surface of the neutron star is shockingly slow.

He was like using the weakest stream of water to wash away a mountain made of diamonds.

This is not a quick battle, but a protracted war of attrition and infiltration lasting hundreds of years, more extreme than a snake swallowing an elephant.

Faced with the long devouring process, Bai Mo naturally would not let his consciousness wait in vain.

He separated part of his thoughts, opened his own notes from the parallel world, and began to study the pseudo-deification path called "Ten Stages of Immovability".

This is another possibility, an extreme exploration of the existence form above the True Immortal. (End of this chapter)