Mythological origin

After some discussion, despite still having some doubts, the reincarnators accepted Luo Yi's kindness.

The main temple has completely collapsed.

The road back for everyone was blocked.

This means they will have to stay in this unfamiliar world for a long time, becoming one of the "natives" they may have once looked down upon.

Moreover, their injuries urgently need treatment, and more importantly, they need a window to understand the world, a foothold to stand on.

This seemingly ordinary "explorer," regardless of his true intentions, has become their only lifeline.

……

"We, the travelers, summon the divine body to descend!!!"

Just as Bai Mo was observing everything happening on Earth with great interest, a special prayer actually traveled through endless time and space and reached his ears directly.

A divine body? A pilgrim? News of the Holy Adventist?

I haven't received any messages from the Three Corpses for many years.

In order to break free from the influence of the power of Tao, he creatively severed the three extreme obsessions within himself—the good corpse, the evil corpse, and the corpseless.

Aside from their obsessions, the Three Corpses have no other emotions or consciousness; they are almost like a fixed program, so the power of Tao cannot erode them.

Bai Mo allowed them to grow and evolve freely, carrying with them the vast amount of Daoist power.

Apart from the time he rescued Terra, Bai Mo almost never paid attention to their movements again.

Because every active observation and perception can be like a pebble thrown into water, creating ripples that bring back new and more troublesome Taoist pollution.

……

Bai Mo knew the Saint Walkers' setup: when they encountered enemies they couldn't defeat, they could summon a divine body, or the power of the system, by spending contribution points.

This is one of the established rules governing the system's internal operation.

Moreover, all summoning requests, power grants, and contribution point deductions are all handled, digested, and fed back by the internal logic of the benevolent corpse under Bai Mo's design, forming a closed loop.

That massive amount of prayer messages, like nerve impulses within the system, never and should never have penetrated out and reached his body, which had almost completely severed all connections.

This is so abnormal!
What kind of unexpected event could disrupt the system's operating rules?

It was so powerful that it spared no expense to expend its vast accumulated primal energy to forcibly tear apart the barriers of endless space and time, and transmit this prayer message that should have been digested internally.
Now that things have come to this, even with the risk of some Daoist contamination, Bai Mo felt it was necessary to go and see for himself.

With a slight thought, he tried to follow the penetrating prayer message and establish a stable information channel that could carry the projection of his will, directly locating the source of the prayer.

However, just as his willpower extended outward, attempting to grasp that "thread of information"—

hum!
Bai Mo suddenly reverted to his previous state.

The scene before my eyes collapsed, distorted, and reformed in an instant.

The Earth, the Milky Way, and even the entire universe that he had just "seen" were like paint thrown into a giant vortex, spinning, stretching, and shattering wildly!
The concepts of time and space lose their meaning here. Information is no longer a clear flow, and energy is no longer a stable wave. Everything is broken down into the most primitive, chaotic, and undeveloped "ground state".

There is no light, no darkness, no up, down, left, right, no past, no future.

There was only a boiling "sea of ​​chaos," filled with endless possibilities and absolute disorder.

His consciousness was like a speck of dust, floating in this chaos, his perception compressed to the extreme, yet also stretched infinitely.

He "exists," but cannot define "how he exists."

This state is the unique "transition state" of the Ten Grounds Immovable when it projects its will across endless dimensions. It pursues "knowledge" that transcends all limitations.

This "transfer" is not a physical movement, but an instantaneous reconstruction and anchoring at the perceptual level.

However, this process, accompanied by violent disturbances at the very bottom of the spacetime rules, manifests as a chaotic disorder that is enough to cause any low-level existence to collapse instantly.

After drifting for an unknown period of time, when the final chaotic mist dissipated, Bai Mo's "vision" had completely changed.

He was no longer a detached observer; his perception had entered the "scene" where the prayer took place.

"Is this the ultimate meaning of 'Ten Grounds Immovable'...?" A trace of enlightenment flowed through Bai Mo's consciousness.

"Where the heart leads, the eye follows..."

Using thoughts as coordinates, disregarding any spatial or temporal barriers, forcefully direct perception to the target location.

I know that I am.

This endless growth of perception is the cornerstone of the pursuit of 'omniscience'.

……

The Ten Realms are divided into three gates: the Human Gate, the Earth Gate, and the Heaven Gate.

What Bai Mo just experienced was the peak state that he could reach in the parallel world, and he was still a step away from the "Heavenly Gate" he had imagined.

Because if one can truly break through the imagined Heavenly Gate and achieve the tenth level, there will be no fog, no chaos, and no unknown period of time during the shift in vision.

The entire process and its underlying principles will be clearly understood.

If you can't see clearly or understand the principles, then there is fog and chaos.

……

"Finally showing yourself, wicked god!" A slightly distorted, aged voice interrupted Bai Mo's thoughts, forcing him to refocus his attention on the scene of the prayer.

The first thing that comes into view is a huge, complex, and dazzling magic array. The spiritual essence at the base of the array is embedded as if it were free, and they are connected by energy lines that flow with liquid light, forming a three-dimensional, slowly rotating energy cage.

Bai Mo estimated the value of this magic array. If it were to be reproduced in Terra, the resources alone would cost at least 100 billion, not including the appearance fee for the array master.

As for its strength... it's more than enough to suppress a fifth-order cultivator, and it should be able to trap an ordinary sixth-order cultivator for ten days to half a month.

It belongs to the high-level category below True Immortal.

"An evil god? Me?"

Bai Mo looked in the direction of the sound and saw an old Taoist priest with red eyebrows and white hair standing opposite him.

This person had fiery red eyebrows and snow-white hair, tied in a simple Taoist bun, with a hairpin that was neither gold nor wood, shimmering with a ghostly light.

It looks like there are probably five levels.

But I don't know him.

After all, the Holy Terra Empire alone has more than 500,000 nobles of the fifth rank or above, and the White Land, which developed at the same time, has 200,000 to 300,000 experts of the fifth rank or above. How could they possibly know them all?

Moreover, Bai Mo didn't even know which world he was in.

However, on the outer edge of the great formation, he saw more than a dozen Holy Adventists who had been sealed away, and next to them were several people from the Holy Terra Empire.

P.S.: One more chapter tomorrow. I was planning to finish two chapters today, but my child got a fever in the middle of the night, keeping me up all night. My brain is about to explode today. (End of Chapter)