Mythological origin

The path of the Ten Stages of Immovability does not seek an outward, destructive outburst of power, but rather an inward exploration, seeking an absolute state of "immovability" that transcends time and space.

It abandons the conventional senses' dependence on the world and attempts to anchor and analyze existence itself with pure divine consciousness, or high-dimensional vision.

According to the description, the practice of the Ten Grounds of Immovability is divided into three levels, namely the human level, the earth level, and the heaven level. After breaking through the three levels, one might be able to step into the mysterious quasi-deification realm.

However, even Bai Mo, the parallel world that created this set, was obviously unable to break through the final barrier, otherwise there would not be this ending.

Bai Mo took a look at the explanations of the previous human and earth levels, and then jumped directly to the final heavenly level.

He had no intention of practicing directly.

Probably because he had dug too many holes in his early years, Bai Mo would only refer to and study things for unknown origins or unclear principles, even if they were nominally invented by the parallel world, rather than directly practicing them with his eyes closed after picking up a magical skill.

Bai Mo tried to follow the route description and guide his own strength to enter the mysterious state of the Ten Grounds of Immovability.

In an instant, change happened.

The first is the disappearance of the sense of touch.

The tearing feeling of the terrifying gravity of the neutron star under my feet began to peel away and fade away rapidly like the ebbing tide.

The feeling of energy erosion caused by the violent radiation flow around was also eliminated.

Next, there was the heaviness brought by the material body that constituted the foundation of his existence. The solid sense of existence of the material entity occupying the space also became ethereal, thin, and finally completely absent, as if the cornerstone had been taken away.

It was as if what he was stepping on was no longer the densest substance in the universe, but nothingness.

Next is the sense of smell.

Although there is no such thing as smell in the vacuum of the universe, the subtle perception of the flow of energy particles and the strange energy "breath" that seems to be "smelled" when high-energy particles collide and annihilate each other will soon return to nothingness.

The disappearance of the sense of smell took away the last trace of dynamic "smell" in this space.

Then, something even weirder happened.

Bai Mo discovered that his perception of his body began to blur and fade.

The "white ink" shell covering the surface of the neutron star, the material basis of his existence, gradually became transparent and illusory in his perception, as if separated by a thick layer of frosted glass.

The body's sense of existence rapidly diminishes, and ultimately only an extremely weak conceptual existence remains, an empty self-identification.

In contrast, his already extremely powerful spiritual power exploded as if it had broken free from all restraints.

The explosion was silent, but more shocking than the gravitational waves from a neutron star.

Bai Mo's invisible tentacles of thought extended wildly to every dimension of the universe with unprecedented clarity and breadth, sensing the subtlest wrinkles in space and the most basic pulsation of time.

The evolved high-dimensional vision was activated unconsciously!

His vision began to be infinitely elevated and expanded.

Countless complex lines, spots of light, twisted structures, flowing torrents of information... constitute a larger and more essential picture of the universe that cannot be described in conventional language.

Time and space here present a strange fluid state.

In an instant, he saw a sped-up replay of the birth and death of stars, and saw the ripples of gravity in the fabric of space and time. "Is this... Earth?"

This thought was not transmitted through sound, but rather as a more essential, almost intuitive vibration, echoing in Bai Mo's infinitely extended consciousness.

At this time, Bai Mo's consciousness was no longer confined to the cage of the three-dimensional body, but spread out in the vast high-dimensional vision in an indescribable form.

Here, distance has lost its absolute meaning. There is no essential difference between tens of millions of light years and just a few inches away in terms of divine perception.

Size becomes blurred, and massive galaxies and tiny dust particles may be equally important in terms of information density.

There is only pure information and energy, surging, gathering and dispersing under the guidance of some underlying rules.

While wandering in this dimension so vast that it makes ordinary people despair, an extremely distant yet extremely familiar "point" suddenly tightened like an invisible silk thread, accurately capturing his diffused attention.

That's Earth.

To be more precise, it was the Earth that Bai Mo traveled to and used as the battlefield with Kamikaze.

“It was actually contaminated by the Kuroshio.”

After the main temple collapsed, some fragments followed the turbulence of time and space and turned into a meteor shower that fell to the earth.

The meteors carried with them the chaotic energy remaining from the collapse of the main temple, as well as countless strange substances and energy residues from different worlds that were caught up in it.

Some of them are fragments of the corpses of gods, or fragments of a broken artifact, fragments of a distorted space, or even the crystallization of resentment after the fall of a powerful being.

As for the most powerful fallen being among them, it is undoubtedly Bai Mo from the parallel world.

Bai Mo could see tiny amounts of black tide seeds originating from the evil corpses, which drifted to the earth along with the debris of the collapsed main temple and began to take root and sprout.

The main temple, which had already been mostly devoured by Bai Mo and was almost left with only an empty shell, was completely blown into countless pieces in the aftermath of the Kamikaze self-explosion.

Unexpectedly, these fragments still retain the obsession of the evil corpses from the parallel world.

They tear through the curtain of time and space at alarming speeds, falling toward the Earth with long, colorful yet extremely disturbing "trails".

These tails are not simple friction flames, but the product of the alien energy carried by the fragments themselves, which is violently rubbed, annihilated, and regenerated with time and space itself. They appear in a variety of strange colors such as purple, pale green, and dirty dark red.

The earth's fragile atmosphere seems so powerless in the face of these "meteors" from the ruins of higher dimensions.

When ordinary meteorites enter the atmosphere, they will burn up due to the intense friction, turning into ashes or only small pieces.

But these fragments of the main temple are different.

When they rub against the atmosphere, what erupts is not a dazzling fire, but a dull "buzzing" as if space itself is groaning.

The violent energy shock wave spread visibly, tearing the clouds apart and twisting them into strange whirlpools.

Arriving on Earth along with these destructive wreckages were also some "lucky ones" - reincarnations - who were on the brink of disaster when the main temple collapsed and were luckily swept away by the turbulence of time and space.

Perhaps it was the last bit of protection from Bai Mo and Shenfeng, intentionally or unintentionally, or perhaps it was purely a miracle of probability, the number of surviving reincarnations was far greater than the expected survival rate under a disaster of this level.

However, their condition was also very bad. After all, this level of disaster was not something they could bear. (End of this chapter)