this infinite world

Honghuang Heaven, Department of Heavenly Secrets...

Although it is called "Tianji", this department is actually a department that records history, data, skills and other related information. It may be more appropriate to call it the "Information Department"... and the most important thing is all the history recorded by this department to date.

Using copper as a mirror, one can adjust one's attire and appearance; using the past as a mirror, one can understand the rise and fall of things... Recording and compiling history is an essential part of every mature civilization, and the ancient heaven is naturally one of them.

Combining the history compiled by Emperor Tiandi Jun during the prehistoric era, and the history compiled by many talented people of the human race, the final organization is the largest database in the multiverse. Laozi, one of the Three Pure Ones, is the general manager. There are many secrets narrated by the great masters, including the secrets of the myriad races, the blood and tears of the human race, and even the deepest secrets of the multiverse.

However, although the responsibilities of this department seem so important, if the scope is expanded to the entire multiverse, how can there be so many important events to record? For the internal staff of the Ministry of Heavenly Secrets, ordinary things do not need to be recorded at all, and at most one or two random records are made. The last important event worth writing about seems to be the arrival of the Samsara Team in the prehistoric world 18,000 years ago...

"Take a look at this!"

But today, a slightly flustered voice broke the usual tranquility of the Ministry of Heavenly Secrets. A young man waved a jade slip containing some information in his hand and crawled to an old man who was thinking hard: "Take a look at this!"

"Why are you panicking?"

Seeing this, the old man did not immediately take the jade slip from the other party's hand, but first glared at the young man and frowned, "You are already in the realm of celestial immortals, why are you still so panicked? Don't forget our responsibilities, even if the matter is big, we should stay calm first..."

"Yes, yes, Director Sima, please take a look at this!" Before the old man could finish, the young man interrupted him with a wry smile. He didn't care about the formality and slapped the jade slip in front of the old man: "According to the report just received, the fetal membrane of the multiverse seems to have been touched by someone, and some changes have occurred..."

"Is there any abnormal movement in the fetal membrane of the plane? What kind of abnormal movement could there be?"

After hearing the young man's report, the old man first answered subconsciously: "The only ones who can send their true spirit into the void and touch the fetal membrane of the plane are those who intend to become saints. However, many years ago, all the saint positions in the entire multiverse were occupied, and there is no room for more people to become saints."

"Even if a saint really dies, the guys stuck at the threshold will fill the position immediately. There shouldn't be any unusual movement, unless..."

"That's the only exception! According to the report from the Observation Department..."

The young man smiled bitterly and continued the old man's words. Facing the other's suddenly wide eyes, he took a deep breath and said a shocking conjecture -

"It seems that someone is planning to take a new path and prove his truth by force!"

……

Yang Yun opened his eyes. In the instant he opened his eyes, he saw the three thousand worlds in deathly silence, and the multiverse was in an endless end; he saw the end of the era and the avenue collapsed, and all things coexisting with the world were no longer incarnated.

Then, as Yang Yun blinked gently, the scenes at the end of the last era disappeared from his sight, and were replaced by a thin "membrane" that appeared before his eyes.

Membrane, heaven and earth fetal membrane, plane fetal membrane.

Since there are corresponding barriers between planes, which distinguish one plane from another from the inside of the multiverse, the multiverse itself also has a "membrane". It is this membrane that distinguishes the "inside" from the "outside" and maintains the corresponding balance.

This fetal membrane is like a huge mirror, reflecting the endless scenes inside the multiverse. The first thing Yang Yun saw was the boundless primitive continent with round sky and square earth, high-rise buildings and developed civilization, and a scene of peace and prosperity; and then his eyes were attracted by the vortex-like space-time turbulence, where time and space intertwined into an intricate web, and anyone who broke into it might lose their way, or even be trapped in the endless space and time forever, unable to extricate themselves.

In the eye of the vast sea, huge waves surge endlessly, as if they can swallow everything, hiding countless secrets and dangers, and also pregnant with endless possibilities; the pitch-black netherworld hell that devours anyone it chooses exudes an extremely cold atmosphere, like a forbidden zone for all life; and the extremely empty bottomless abyss is completely dark, even light cannot touch it...

Of course, in addition to the Great Desolation Continent and the four great wastelands, there are also endless planes reflected on it, which are either full of vitality or desolate and cold, forming a vast and boundless scene. And above all of this, there are also traces of stars engraved on the membrane, and each trace is like a path walked by someone else...

——That is "holy".

In ancient legends, saints have the ability to transcend the mundane world. They place their souls in the boundless void to achieve a state beyond the cycle of life and death. In reality, "saints" refer to those who can deeply engrave their own sacred essence on the fetal membrane of the multiverse.

In this way, the "Saints" gained a near-immortal ability, which allowed them to be infinitely reborn through the traces engraved on the fetal membrane of the multiverse, and they were immortal. If they could not penetrate into the essence and use attacks to erase and remove these traces, then even if the "Saint"'s body collapsed, the soul disappeared, and the true spirit flew away, they could still come back again...

This is the essence of "sainthood", this is the essence of "sainthood", that is, the "primary saint" who is attached to the multiverse itself and coexists with it.

However, under Yang Yun's gaze, the gaps in the fetal membrane seemed to be filled, and there was no room for more traces to be squeezed in, unless the corresponding traces were completely erased, so that the later ones could leave their own traces. Yang Yun could even see some bright light balls similar to his swimming back and forth in front of this membrane in the distance...

——Then should we wait? Wait for the moment of sanctification that may come at an unknown time, like waiting for Newton who may not know when an apple will fall from a tree?

"No," he said.

So Yang Yun raised his foot and took a step forward towards a higher place. (End of this chapter)