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Chapter 1236 High-Dimensional Battle Against the Timeline

When Wang Yunxiao challenged all the tough guys in the school by himself, the school chose an outer dimension space with a particularly harsh environment for him.

That place is called Shattered Star Sea, which is said to be a remnant of the battle between the President and the Creator.

But neither from history nor from other people's accounts, Wang Yunxiao had never heard of such a challenge.

Now he finally understood that the outbreak of this war actually occurred at the beginning of the fourth year of the Ming Dynasty.

At the same time, he also figured out another problem.

Why did time travel suddenly occur after Young Master Huang ascended to the position of Taiyin Lord last December? And why was he the only one who experienced it, while others were completely unaware of it?

The crux of the matter lies in the outbreak of this war.

After searching the area around the moat, Wang Yunxiao found no trace of Li Mumu, leaving him quite puzzled.

At this moment, an emergency assembly order came through the Forbidden Army network. When he rushed back to the desolate planet, he found that everyone was already in a state of high alert.

At the same time, relevant intelligence information was also input into his mind through the Imperial Guard network.

This is a blow from "the other side".

The term "the other shore" sounds mysterious and profound, but it actually has a simple and easy-to-understand name—the starting point of time.

Or to be more precise, it is the starting point of human civilization.

According to historical records and future archaeological findings, the earliest origins of Chinese civilization can be traced back to 8,000 years ago.

The criteria for judging the origin of civilization are not simply a broken and healed femur, nor simply learning to make fire and use tools.

To be precise, it is humankind that became aware of the existence of the "world" and the concept of "self".

The so-called "other shore" does not refer to the world after the end of time.

To date, there is no clear evidence that any doomsday plan has successfully survived the apocalypse.

Just like humans who haven't yet developed time travel technology, they are unable to contact humans in the future.

Humans before the apocalypse were also unable to contact survivors after the apocalypse.

However, the "United Ark Project" took a different approach, using the starting point of time as the destination. Its ultimate goal was to send survivors from the future era to the starting point of time, thus regaining eight thousand years of buffer time.

In video game parlance, this is called starting a new game on New Game Plus.

But this isn't some patented technology; if you can have a second playthrough, then I can't have a second playthrough.

In fact, some people have already reached the "other shore".

They claim to be the omniscient and omnipotent creator, intending to recreate the entire world.

This blow came from the Creator on the other side.

The approaching high tide is like a viral invasion, gradually weakening the "immune defense mechanism" of the real world, allowing other bacteria and viruses to take advantage of the situation.

The Creator's attack was specifically targeted at the United Ark.

Or to be more precise, it was aimed at the Signal Flags group, which provided a time-space beacon for the United Ark.

Wang Yunxiao said he could understand this.

Your thing is called an Ark?
I understand, but I can't accept it.

Because my wife is down there.

Is it...below...?

When he followed Huangxing into the battlefield, he was somewhat confused by what he saw.

Which one is your wife?

Theoretically speaking, shouldn't we rule out the one outside?

"But the one outside looks more like a woman."

Even within the Imperial Guard's online community, various complaints were circulating.

The Imperial Army shares cyber intelligence.

Everyone knows that Wang Yunxiao took leave to get married.

Everyone knows that Wang Yunxiao's wife is a signal flag.

But whether this thing that looks like a ginseng dug out of a garbage dump is actually his wife, nobody knows.

"This is the complete form of the Signal Flags group."

An older, knowledgeable man on the internet kindly explained, "The reason why the Signal Flag Group was able to appear at this time and anchor its existence is because of the echoes left behind by the Dragon Girls."

"Just like peonies, the more vibrant the peony, the more nutrients it needs to extract from the soil. That's why there's a saying that peonies are carnivorous plants, and that they bloom most vibrantly where corpses are buried."

"What they are summoning now belongs to our era... strictly speaking, it is the dragon maiden of the previous era, namely the 'divine transformation' of General Mu Yanling, who created the Divine Martial Army."

Who is Mu Yanling?

"Read more books and play cards less."

Information communication between networks happens in an instant. Before Wang Yunxiao could figure out what was going on with that postmodern wasteland punk-style dragon, the President's will had already descended.

Xu Ziwei raised her hand and lit up the stars.

At higher dimensional scales, the concept of time is not fundamentally different from the concepts of mass, temperature, and distance.

Just like flipping through a novel, Sun Wukong's first havoc in the Heavenly Palace and his return to the Tang Dynasty after completing the eighty-one tribulations are just different chapters in the reader's eyes.

There is no reason why you can't start reading from the last page.

In Wang Yunxiao's personal perception of time, the giant star beneath his feet has shattered, but that is not the "past," but the "future."

The count began the moment Xu Ziwei lit up the stars, and the battle between the two sides instantly entered a heated phase.

As the constellation "Kang" returned to its proper place, a large star rose slowly in a higher dimension, illuminating the endless void.

A fleeting glimpse followed by a vast, unfolding star map.

A star map covered with twenty-eight constellations.

The "Creator" raised its head, and the reflections of stars appeared in countless eyes.

Then it burst open like a boil, spewing out silvery-white etheric matter.

The various "gods of war" in ancient Western civilizations may have indeed created a variety of awe-inspiring feats and launched massive wars in their time, thus establishing their own unique legends.

But that is ultimately "the past".

It is a mystery buried in history, impossible to explore or verify, and now it is subject to being smeared, modified, and arbitrarily altered by people.

In this era, in the understanding of 99% of people worldwide, if one had to choose a war god, it would undoubtedly be Xu Ziwei, the current president of the Ming Dynasty.

Military strategists have no taboos.

The current Twelve Methods of Cultivation system was compiled under the leadership of Xu Ziwei, and the Fubing Method is just one of them.

This is a groundbreaking breakthrough and a trend of our time.

Whether from the perspective of mystery, legend, or any other angle, she is an insurmountable mountain in this era.

Now, this mountain is pressing down on you.

Totally unreasonable.

The power of the creator was instantly suppressed, and all methods became ineffective.

Whether it was technology, magic, or so-called miracles boasted about, all vanished in the starlight. The complete star collided violently with the creator's body, and countless dimensions of spacetime disintegrated.

Wang Yunxiao watched helplessly as the mountain he was on pierced into the Creator's body, as if it had collided with another planet.

In that instant, he felt as if he were about to vanish into thin air, but the strength of the Imperial Guards' formation had long surpassed that of most materials in the real world.

It utterly and irrationally tore apart and pierced through the body of the Creator.

It has no flesh and blood, or rather, no flesh and blood in the ordinary sense.

It felt like in an infinite flow novel, where the protagonist's team descends from one world to another.

Kakarot returns with the Imperial Arms.

Ichigo Kurosaki summoned the Toad Sage.

The Calabash Brothers charged in and out of Changban Slope seven times...

Countless streams of information swept through Wang Yunxiao's mind, of which 99 percent he could not understand at all, and could only interpret them literally as an explanation of the laws of the universe.

Simply put, it's the rules of the game.

Battles at higher dimensions appear to lower-dimensional beings as if they were just making up the rules of a game.

I said Ultraman is awesome, you said Frieza is awesome. Then I said we're comparing tokusatsu (special effects) series, Frieza is a manga character.

You say Ultraman is just a costumed character whose combat stats are filled in with his feet, and that he's just trying to fool kids.

Whoever has more rigorous and logical rules will have the advantage.

Under the onslaught of various data and information, Wang Yunxiao's cognition gradually became blurred.

My understanding of the Twelve Methods of Cultivation gradually began to waver.

Why cultivate this thing?

Is this system reasonable?
Was I deceived from the very beginning?
Human cognition changes gradually over time.

The world literary classics I read as a child, I don't even want to look at now.

Your deskmate, who was like a white moonlight to you, turned out to be not so beautiful after decades when you looked at the group photo again.

All sorts of inexplicable thoughts burst into Wang Yunxiao's mind, like seeing dancing figures after eating mushrooms that have caused poisoning.

However, they ultimately underestimated the thickness of the soldiers' cerebral cortex.

After countless brainwashing sessions, and almost forgetting his own name, Wang Yunxiao suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He pierced through the body of the Creator.

The corroded and riddled-with-holes star crashed into the Creator's body and reappeared in the void, looking exactly as Wang Yunxiao had once seen it.

At the same time, Wang Yunxiao also noticed the anomaly in the time scale.

They are moving backward in time.

More accurately, it was the Creator who wanted to return to the other side of the starting point of time, while Xu Ziwei chased after him all the way, carrying bricks... carrying stars... carrying a spiky basketball and slamming it on his head!
I don't care about this or that. Don't talk to me about the supreme truths and rules of the universe; I don't understand them.

All I know is that the most important thing for you today is to get this beating!

What truth?
Truth lies only within the range of cannon fire!

With Wang Yunxiao's level and strength, he couldn't observe the battle at this level. Throughout the entire battle, he was merely a weapon in Xu Ziwei's hands, leaving terrifying wounds in the Creator's body.

Xu Ziwei also paid a considerable price; just looking at the mottled wounds on the star, one could imagine how intense the battle was.

But for a true warrior, this level of injury is merely an appetizer.

It could even be described as a stimulant that enhances combat effectiveness.

Time is still flowing backward.

Standing atop the mountain peak, Wang Yunxiao could even see the Yamata no Orochi landing on the Tianmen coast.

What year were those days?

In just a moment of confusion, Xu Ziwei had chased the enemy back in time for a full twenty years.

Unprecedented resistance came crashing down on them.

For a fleeting moment, Wang Yunxiao felt like Shang Yang, his body being torn apart by forces from different directions, about to be ripped into eight pieces.

The Imperial Guards' formation was on the verge of collapse.

It wasn't a problem with the Imperial Guards, but rather with him personally.

In this state, Wang Yunxiao clearly felt that the resistance he faced in going against time was far greater than that faced by other Imperial Guards.

Even Xu Ziwei cast a subtle glance at him.

What's going on?
I do not know!
Just as Wang Yunxiao was about to protest his innocence, a sudden inspiration struck him.

Could it be that I, as the "anchor," naturally possess resistance to time?
The next moment, his vision was suddenly plunged into darkness.

When I came to my senses, I found myself back in the ruins of the moat all by myself.

Got kicked.

Xu Ziwei kicked them out of the Imperial Guard formation.

Wang Yunxiao felt utterly helpless.

How can you blame me? How was I supposed to know that you, President, were so amazing that you could go against time and beat up the invading enemy?
And I didn't even know I had this strange time resistance!

Well, I can't say I know absolutely nothing.

Even by the standards of the Fubing (府兵) soldiers, Wang Yunxiao's resistance in all aspects reached an abnormal level.

Completely unaffected by erosion, all kinds of erosion have almost no effect on it.

The only time it was corrupted was when it was drilling holes in the notebook, when it actively sought power from the notebook.

However, this passive ability is too easily overlooked in terms of balance, and Wang Yunxiao doesn't usually pay much attention to it.

Humans' greatest talent compared to other animals is endurance, followed by digestive ability. But has any human ever paid attention to these things?
Haven't we gotten used to it?

Everyone claims to have a sensitive stomach, but you've been happily eating chocolate that could poison a dog.
I don't know how long the President's battle will last; he probably won't be back for a while.

After regaining consciousness, Wang Yunxiao immediately turned to look for his fiancée.

When I turned my head, I was met with a pair of eyes the size of lanterns, cold and indifferent.

The once-powerful dragon, so hideous it defies description, glanced silently at Wang Yunxiao before turning and flying away into the distance.

Ok?
what do you mean?
Wang Yunxiao was momentarily stunned.

What's wrong? Can't it turn back?

Or do you think I'd be disgusted by your awful appearance?

No, no, no, I won't look down on you. I'll just laugh at you for the rest of my life.

First it was a mink, then a dog, and then it transformed into an old ginseng.

Li Mumu, where are you going?
You haven't even stepped inside my house yet! Get back here!
Wang Yunxiao was startled, wondering what kind of trouble his wife had caused this time. He could only quietly follow behind her to see where she was going to fly.

He had only taken two steps when he saw the giant dragon suddenly fall apart, turning into countless parts that rained down from the sky.

(End of this chapter)