this infinite world

"Can't win."

Watching the Human Emperor Fuxi holding up the exquisite pagoda of Heaven and Earth with his left hand, with the phantom of Mount Buzhou pressing it down firmly; his right hand using the Great Dao to counter the Great Dao, gradually pushing back the chaotic color; Yang Yun, who was watching this battle, spoke silently.

It doesn't take a very good eye to see that the strengths of both sides are clearly distinguished, and it can even be said that the situation has been determined.

It's not enough to win, not enough at all.

But...where is the chance of victory?

If even a meritorious treasure like the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, combined with the Chaos-Dao that the two Zheng Zha used together, could not compete with the boundless power of the Human Emperor Fuxi, then what power could have any chance of winning in front of the Human Emperor who overwhelmed the whole audience with his own power?

"So, are you going to give in?"

Not only the members of the Samsara Team present, but also the immortal saints of the Primordial Heaven, and even Yi Qi, who was standing by and had guided the Human Emperor Fuxi to this place, thought so. The young man looked at Yang Yun and said calmly, "Are you ready to give up completely, or are you going to turn back?"

"You know, my previous promise still stands."

Showing a side that could be described as "magnanimous," Yi Qi still did not give up his original idea: "As I said just now, my target is the 'Lord God' and the infinite causal power of the 'Lord God'. As for the members of the Samsara Squad, they are not my enemies."

In fact, there is no direct conflict between the Samsara Squad and the Heavenly Court; even Fuxi's use of human life and spiritual light as fuel, which is no different from Gaia's behavior, has its own reasons.

Because, all of that, to an emperor who is high above everyone else, is actually no longer important.

Summer insects cannot talk about ice, and mortals can also hardly understand the perspective of gods. When Fuxi, the emperor of mankind, transcended the constraints of time, crossed the boundaries of the restart of the multiverse, and even witnessed the reincarnation of dozens of eras and the rise and fall of life and civilization, there were actually not many things worth cherishing.

Life? What is that? Sacrifice? What is that? Those are just meaningless things.

The precious treasures that ordinary people have earned through hard work and struggle are just dust that cannot be any smaller in the eyes of the strong. Because no human being will care about the thoughts of ants or even dust.

When a strong person can encounter the same "partners" dozens or hundreds of times, can predict their every word and action in advance, see through their future and predict their ending, then will he really regard the lives of these "partners" as lives and their sacrifices as sacrifices?

When a strong man can travel through time and create at will, will he really regard life as a living human being rather than a chess piece that can be manipulated at will by simply restarting a game, or an "NPC" that is repeatedly refreshed in a new round of the game?

--Won't.

Because people get bored.

For mayflies that live in the morning and die in the evening, their lives may be so short that they make people sigh, but that day already contains all the wonderful things in their lives. For humans who have a life span of more than 30,000 days and nights, a day is just an ordinary period of time in a long period of time... Even those moments that were once considered worth remembering will eventually become dull and ordinary as time goes by. And this is why the Human Emperor Fuxi was able to ignore the encirclement and suppression of the first generation of the Reincarnation Squad by the Heavenly Court 18,000 years ago and let Yang Dingtian and others die at the hands of the Heavenly Court Immortal Saint. In the long years spanning eighty epochs, he experienced too much prosperity and loneliness.

At the beginning, maybe Pei Jiao... or Fuxi had been moved, sad, and happy. But when the same scene was played out for the second time, after a similar cycle, those once profound feelings began to gradually fade. With the second, third, and even eightieth repetitions, even the most beautiful memories would gradually lose their color as the emotions faded and the memories were repeatedly recalled.

And for Fuxi, the Human Emperor who blocked the bullet hole with his own body and repaired the damage to the multiverse, the situation might be even worse... because what he cares about is not the "human beings" themselves that are spread throughout the multiverse, but the concept of "human beings"; as for empathizing with "human beings" as individuals, forget it.

"A heavy mission will corrode the bearer, like an inescapable curse, just like this eternal cycle of sorrow."

Staring at Yang Yun, Yi Qi, who felt that the overall situation had been decided, continued: "I said that I would save this multiverse and make this multiverse, which has been stagnant for a long time and is like a pool of stagnant water, move towards a brand new future."

Gain the power of the inner universe and transform oneself into the underlying rules of the multiverse, so that the multiverse does not have to face the crisis of destruction; no more innocent ordinary people will be destroyed by the heavens as "firewood" to fill the gaps in the multiverse; thus creating a perfect world where no one will be sacrificed.

"I must admit that your ambition is indeed great."

Exhaling, Yang Yun finally gave his answer: "But because of this, your approach is only a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution."

To some extent, Yang Yun could actually understand the thoughts of the Human Emperor Fuxi, because when he first entered the main god space, he did think of the people around him as characters in a novel. It would be better to say that this was a common thought among the members of the reincarnation team... In those mission worlds, the majority of reincarnationists treated the plot characters as NPCs with fixed answers.

However, after fighting side by side, Yang Yun quickly integrated into this world. People with rich emotions can laugh and cry for the characters in the play; no one will treat the teammates around them as living people after spending time together day and night... But for the Human Emperor Fuxi, his former friends and important things in the past are just people in the painting.

“Sacrifice is a shortcut.”

At this moment, Yang Yun seemed to have transcended time and space, and said the same words that Nong had said to Fuxi in the Emperor's Palace: "And in this world, there has never been any real 'eternity'."

"so what?"

Of course, Yi Qi would not be convinced by such simple words: "Do you have a practical method?"

"This is the situation right now—" He looked into the distance again, and there, the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda had been completely overwhelmed by the shadow of Buzhou Mountain, and even the Xuanhuang Qi was very little; and the power of chaos was pushed back, and it seemed that the outcome was about to be decided: "You are powerless to save it."

"I can not do it."

Facing Yi Qi's questioning, Yang Yun frankly admitted: "But, if my partners are included."

"Then I can do it." (End of this chapter)