A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 347: Pollution from Sefirah Castle

Knowledge is "toxic", especially in the mysterious universe, this underlying logic and rules are demonstrated vividly.

When one is in a low or medium sequence and has no protection, knowing some specific "higher" knowledge may cause the perception of a high-sequence extraordinary being. Similarly, when an extraordinary being on Earth knows some "starry sky" level knowledge, it will also attract some attention in the starry sky.

At the same time, these forces from higher positions can follow this connection and spread from outside the Earth's barrier, polluting the Earth's life that knows this knowledge. To resist this pollution from the starry sky, one must at least have the status of an angel of sequence two, or have the protection of a certain god.

In the absence of corresponding status and protection, for most lives, "ignorance" is not a derogatory term, but rather a special kind of "protection" for oneself.

At this moment, this strange "protection" was torn apart by a secret doll that looked like Medusa.

The first sentence of "Xian Yu Jiu Xiao", a poem with ancient charm, directly projects a corner of the "starry sky" into the spiritual body of all extraordinary lives that can hear it and understand its meaning.

In this corner of the "starry sky", there is a blurry figure dressed in dark yellow clothes.

He raised his hand and waved it to gather some of the energy in the universe, condensing the corresponding matter. Then, like kneading mud, stars with chaotic meanings were kneaded out one by one, placed in the void, and transformed into a starry sky emitting charming luster.

He seemed to have done this countless times and his movements were extremely familiar.

This is the knowledge of "creation", and this authority comes from "creation".

There is no doubt that this is knowledge belonging to the "starry sky" level.

Now, it was sent into the minds of all the extraordinary creatures present.

"what!"

The vampire girl in the forest first hugged her throbbing head with both hands and let out a howl of extreme pain.

At this moment, His body slowly turned into mud, blood and flesh slowly overflowed, bones softened and were squeezed out of the body, internal organs turned inside out, exposed outside the body and beating wildly, turning into a strange gray-green color.

This vampire girl seemed to be being forced to change her form by the man in dark yellow clothes who was kneading the soil. In the process of losing control, she was constantly contaminated by the knowledge of "creation" and was heading towards the unknown.

Next came the big bird hovering in the sky.

His sanity completely collapsed, and he fell to the ground unconsciously, turning into a piece of rotten flesh with wings. The breath of death continued to spread, completely submerging the large pit formed by his fall from the sky, and in the meantime rolled up the flesh and blood mud that the vampire girl had turned into, turning it into a strange quagmire of flesh and blood.

The giant dragon in the collective subconscious sea let out a painful roar. However, he successfully used his "audience" ability to tear off part of his own memory and the polluted part of his body, and escaped from the collective subconscious sea in time.

The wolf leader on the hill, at the moment before this knowledge entered his mind, transformed into a puppet that looked like him and used it as a substitute for death. Now, this demon wolf with the status of a saint has quickly moved away from this terrifying land through dreams and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

As for Olmir, this knowledge had already been automatically integrated into the Blessing of the Stars of the Old Days before it was projected into his spiritual body. Except for a very small part of the knowledge that could be absorbed by the young giant at this stage, the rest was sealed in the mark and not projected out.

But even so, He also gained very considerable benefits.

The ability given to Olmir by the "God" during the promotion assistance ceremony has undergone a transformation, extending to an ability to quickly recover itself. At this moment, it is as if time has gone back, and all the damage suffered by Him has been reversed, as if time has gone back, projecting His peak state when He was just promoted to the current time period.

Not only that, through this ambush experience, the extraordinary characteristics that Olmir originally swallowed surged with more power, roughly increasing by one-fifth.

He suddenly realized at this moment that in this battle with "audiences", He "played" the role of a brave and skilled "knight" and "digested" part of the extraordinary characteristics in his body.

Olmir raised the broken sword in his hand, stroked his broken heavy armor, felt his own strength, and whispered, "My strength has increased. Although it is not as strong as before the Beyonder Characteristics were released, it is very close. If the help of clear mind in the battle is taken into account, my strength should be much stronger than before."

He looked at Xiong Mo who dragged out half of the dragon's body from the dream, then looked at the hundreds of demigod creatures that had turned into mud and extraordinary characteristics, and looked at the demon puppet who stopped after reciting only a line of poetry and cleaned up the mess, and suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

The whole war has come to an end. The darkness that shrouded the mountains has dissipated as all the magic wolves have died. Only the horrific traces of fighting on the ground seem to prove something.

The "drama" on this "stage" seems to have come to an end.

At this moment, Xiong Mo walked up to Olmir and said with a smile, "As the most powerful warrior of the giants, I think you wouldn't mind protecting me, a remnant of the old days who has not yet reached the level of a demigod, for a while, right?"

The young giant, whose condition had recovered to its peak, looked at the human in front of him and opened his mouth to say something, but was suppressed by his reason.

After taking a deep breath, Allmire nodded.

After receiving an affirmative reply, Xiong Mo took out a bottle of "Strange Wizard" potion that seemed to be stilled from his regional robe, pulled out the cork, let the "time" inside flow, and swallowed the cold potion.

In an instant, his perspective began to rise, looking at the spiritual lines in the entire mountain range that seemed to be controlled by him, and his emotions became inexplicably agitated. But in an instant, his spiritual body and flesh were divided into indescribable small parts by these spiritual lines.

The soul and consciousness were split into countless pieces, which should have been extremely painful. However, Xiong Mo did not seem to feel "pain" but instead felt a sense of comfort. He seemed to be very used to this state.

Countless souls and consciousnesses began to collide and merge, forming figures that looked like Xiong Mo's clones, but also like wriggling worms.

Under the shining of the silver moon, these worms flashed three-dimensional mysterious symbols one after another. They seemed to have penetrated a higher level and connected the underlying logic and rules of the universe, intuitively expressing abstract concepts such as mystery, madness, change, power, knowledge, unknown, and chaos.

Strange tentacles formed in the illusion, and Xiong Mo's spiritual body, astral body, mental body, and etheric body were all broken into pieces and merged into the twisting transparent worm. Incidentally, the gestating source substance also instinctively split into dreamy bubbles, turned into starlight, and merged into these transparent worms.

The senses began to become confused and all kinds of noisy sounds began to echo.

He seemed to turn into worms, splitting away from the whole of "Xiong Mo", but also seemed to be gathering together from the worms into the whole of "Xiong Mo".

Low whispers seemed to emerge from somewhere unknown, intermittent and difficult to hear, but seemed so close, as if he were reciting it himself.

In the whispering of this chant, Xiong Mo seemed to see himself in different "worlds". When he looked up, he saw a majestic kingdom of God in the turbulent space, as if the supreme spiritual light was shining inside. Just by looking down, he saw a plane that seemed to be huge and boundless, and countless life planes and demiplanes surrounding it, right under his gaze.

With his eyes slightly closed, endless chaotic air currents flowed around him, and he could sense the "heaven and earth" called "Tianyong City". He only needed to extend his senses slightly, and hundreds of universes of different sizes appeared in his eyes.

Thoughts flowed, so vast that he felt powerless, like an ocean composed of ancient worlds, constantly rising and falling before his eyes. Each of its waves was a piece of the remnant world, and each of its flows exuded a faint sense of ominousness and darkness.

This is all him, these are all Xiong Mo from different "worlds".

Now, those senses of "other me" seem to be received by it through the [Gray Fog Space], so that it can observe all the worlds.

A deep question suddenly emerged from the depths of Xiong Mo's heart at this moment:

"'who I am?"

Is it the spiritual supreme god?

Or is it the True God Xuanhuang?

Or is it the Taoist Zhenyuan?
He looked a little dazed, as if he was lost.
At this moment, the part of consciousness that had been remaining in the [Gray Fog Space] became the most critical and stable anchor point, and shouted loudly to "Xiong Mo" who was advancing to the "Weird Mage":
"Neither! 'I'm a time traveler! Xiong Mo!"

"They are 'me', but 'me', not them!"

It was like a wake-up call, and also like a complete enlightenment. Xiong Mo, who was in the process of promotion, had a complete understanding of "I", a thorough understanding of "other I", and a slight understanding of "enlightenment".

In this world, at this moment, and in this place, he understood what it meant to be "me".

He once again found the power of the [True Spirit] from the depths of his own consciousness. A brilliant light bloomed from here, illuminating both the split spirit and body, leaving no room for a shadow to hide.

"Crack!"

Like the sound of breaking glass, a wisp of pollution that had appeared on him at some point was expelled and solidified in mid-air.

A large group of transparent worms that were originally flying around gathered together with the power of the [True Spirit], and the whole was slowly put together, and Xiong Mo's figure appeared in the original place again.

Looking at the pollution that was solidified in mid-air by the power of the True Spirit, he narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered in his heart, "Tianzun."

When he drank the "Weird Wizard" potion to advance, he had already been on high alert, but he didn't expect that he would fall into the trap without knowing it.

This "Heavenly Lord" who existed independently as the "first" personality actually let things take their natural course and stirred up the underlying logic and rules of the entire universe when he was promoted and split, making him fall into this terrifying situation of "losing himself" in a very reasonable and natural way.

If he hadn't kept a trick up his sleeve, and if a part of his consciousness had never escaped from the [Gray Fog Space], serving as his anchor and final resurrection backup, his fate now would probably be the next "Original".

After failing to be promoted to "Weird Mage", he automatically split into countless spirit insects, and then was taken over by "Tianzun" who had just died and whose coffin had not yet been closed tightly.

It has to be said that Xiong Mo underestimated this "Heavenly Lord".

Even after his fall, he was still able to use such a weak power to indirectly guide the power of the entire universe, which almost caused him to fall into the underlying logic and rules of this universe.

He really didn't expect or even anticipate this kind of result.

This is enough to show how exquisitely "Tianzun", one of the "original" personalities, controls the power of this universe. Xiong Mo has never seen such micro-manipulation and the ability to play with the rules in "Zhetian World", "Devouring World" and "Panlong World".

After the promotion was completed and his spirit and body were stabilized, Xiong Mo immediately put his consciousness into the "magic potion" that had not yet been digested in his body.

Seeing that there was no trace of the "original" revival inside, and it was even so clean that there was no trace of any distracting thoughts, he immediately understood the methods of this "Heavenly Lord".

“He didn’t use the ‘original’ consciousness within his extraordinary characteristics to revive himself and fight with me for control of my body.”

"Instead, it used up all the 'original' consciousness and the remaining spiritual imprints of the 'original owner' in the 'potion', playing a trick on me with the underlying logic and rules of the universe."

"Have I been 'fooled'?"

Sensing the unusually "clean" power in his body, Xiong Mo revealed a self-deprecating smile.

Fortunately, although he almost fell into the dangerous situation of "losing himself" this time, he did gain something.

One of them is the special feeling of "I am myself" which comes from "other self". He has already understood the means of "enlightening other self". In the "world" allowed by the underlying logic and rules, he can already enlighten himself.

The second is to regain the power of the [True Spirit] in this world. Once this power is used, it is equivalent to the power of half of the universe, and will be another source of power for him in this mysterious universe.

As for the third point, Xiong Mo looked at the pollution that he had imprisoned in mid-air, and the self-mockery on the corner of his mouth slowly turned into mockery.

"Isn't the pollution from Sefirah Castle a key to this Sefirah?"

"Originally, I was worried about how to get to Sefirah Castle in the future. After all, this thing is above the spirit world. Without permission, even the other two pillars can hardly enter."

"Now, 'Tianzun', you personally hand the 'key' to me."

"I feel a little embarrassed if I don't go to Sefirah Castle now."

(End of this chapter)