MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 82 Light up the coordinates
Amidst the endless roar, the Boundary Sea battleship burned most of its energy, and the entire battleship jumped out of the long river of time, using that unknown wave as the coordinate, and jumped towards another long river of time.

……

Taiyin Divine Emperor shook his head. "Since nothing has happened, let's leave it as it is for now."

He turned around and said to Fang Zheng, "Fang Zheng, go and rest first."

"Oh, then I'll be leaving." Fang Zheng nodded and fell towards the Big Dipper below.

However, just as he landed, an inexplicable tremor suddenly sounded.

"What happened!" Taiyin Divine Emperor was shocked again. He saw endless loud noises, roaring continuously without stopping for a moment.

That was the sound made by the Boundary Sea warship after being collided.

Suddenly, in the boundary sea, next to the boundary sea battleship, an identical boundary sea battleship appeared out of thin air.

Then, the second, third, fourth...

One after another, countless boundary sea warships, like dumplings, continuously smashed into the boundary sea, and the waves stirred up in the boundary sea wiped out the dark immortal kings without a trace.

These boundary sea warships have the same essence and the same structure. Although there are some subtle differences, they are still in violent shock, like bubbles, gradually merging into one in the collision.

They talked to each other and immediately understood what was happening.

It was Fang Zheng’s roar!
The roar that broke the river of time became a beacon, allowing other parallel time and space to be aware of the existence of this place.

Therefore, after losing the unlimited energy brought by Fang Zheng, the boundary sea warships of the parallel time and space tributary fought desperately and jumped towards this unknown time and space tributary.

……

In the vast heavens, beyond the sea of ​​boundaries where the nine heavens and ten earths are located, beyond the even vaster universe, above the heavens, there is an infinite and supreme place where even the Immortal Emperor finds it difficult to reach the end.

It was a gray loess plateau that seemed infinitely large and infinitely small, with all life extinct.

The loess was dry and cracked, just like the most ordinary wasteland, with dried black bloodstains and bones scattered around its edges, and multiple blood-red waning moons hanging in the sky.

The debris of the universe continued to fall, but it could only become a speck of dust on the plateau, splashing a little gray mist.

This is a piece of cemetery soil.

Outside this tomb, all the great worlds in the heavens, countless worlds as vast as the sea of ​​​​boundaries, were turned into ashes and ruins by blood sacrifice.

Endless corpses and the ruins of the world converge into a sea, and all life is dissolved in the endless black air and gray fog.

A disaster that arose at an unknown time and affected all the heavens and the world, the past and the future. The endless weirdness created by the strange plateau, in order to ensure its own survival, endless sacrifices are held.

Sacrifice the extinction of all living things!

Endlessly, in every epoch, all life in the heavens and myriad worlds is extinguished...

However, the power to destroy everything and annihilate everything is no exception, even if it is itself.

It is like ten rotten corpses that buried themselves in the earth in order to gain infinite power, but eventually returned to eternal extinction.

In the past, in the future, and in the tributaries of the long river of time, there exist one strange plateau after another that are similar yet different.

The darkness and weirdness continued to spread, dragging everything into the final silence, destroying all life and all possibilities.

However, just as yin and yang rotate, everything has two sides.

In those tributaries of time, when destruction and deathly silence continue to spread and swallow up all possibilities, the only thing left is the strongest vitality!

Just like a spring, when it is compressed to the extreme, the potential force accumulated will become greater and greater.

Perhaps there will come a day when all the heavens are silent, when the long river of time stops flowing, when everything falls into dead silence, when endless possibilities are cut off, the most incredible possibility will completely erupt at the very end!
However, at this moment, the final moment has not yet arrived, and the most incredible possibility has not yet erupted.

Under the endless and strange erosion, among the countless tributaries of the long river of time, the weak and ordinary tributaries have all been reduced to death.

Among the remaining tributaries of time, unprecedented geniuses who broke all historical records were born.

Brand new cultivation paths and incomprehensibly powerful people are constantly emerging.

They continued to fight against the strange erosion, but such resistance was constantly being erased.

The oppression is not severe enough, and the final rebound may still fail to break out.

Time is like a long river. As it rolls forward, it generates endless tributaries, but there is no so-called main trunk.

But when the tributaries of the long river of time are constantly erased, the remaining possibilities will be incorporated into other tributaries, making them stronger.

At this moment, in the thickest and largest tributary of time, or the current main trunk of time, a strong man who came into being due to the strange erosion has been defeated by the power of the strange thing.

At the end of the Immortal Emperor realm, he should have been immortal, but both his body and soul have perished.

Past, future, and all traces of ancient history have been erased.

The myriad worlds he once conquered no longer chant his name, and the friends and family he once protected have forgotten his name. In the vast river of time, all traces of that powerful man have vanished.

However, as time continues to roll forward, it always extends into countless tributaries.

Even though he has been destroyed in the main trunk, there are still some traces left in those derived time branches.

A trace of residual energy that constantly evolves in the division of time, is constantly erased by strangeness, but can never completely disappear.

And on this day, in a certain branch of time that was about to become completely silent, in the endless strange black air and gray fog.

"Shi Hao..."

A call, spoken from the shroud of darkness, was spoken by an impossible being.

That trace remaining in this branch of time, a possibility, a direction of things, reappeared again because of this call and flowed back into the main trunk of time.

When the long years pass, at the end of endless years, this trace of reappearance may allow the once powerful man to reappear in the world.

however……

In this tributary of the long river of time that was almost completely cut off by darkness: "Shi Hao, Shi Hao, Shi Hao..."

A total of 10000 calls erupted simultaneously again.

The tiny trace that had just flowed into the trunk of time gained strength from this call and exploded with endless vitality.

In the main trunk of the long river of time, outside the strange plateau, the shadow of a man suddenly emerged and immediately solidified.

He roared loudly: "He transforms into freedom! He transforms into eternity!"

In an instant, the past, present and future...

Three figures with identical faces but some subtle differences, but equally powerful, immediately emerged, drew their swords and raised their fists, and rushed towards the strange ancestral land ahead.

An Immortal Emperor from a strange tribe who just passed by was startled: "Are you Huang? Where the hell did you come from?"

Boom boom boom! ! !
Under the siege of three Immortal Emperor incarnations, in the destructive immortal light, the physical body and soul of the Immortal Emperor of a strange clan who passed by were shattered and destroyed on the spot.

Outside the strange plateau, within a cluster of bronze palaces, several Immortal Emperor-level warriors from the strange clan were awakened from their slumber. "What? It's Huang!"

"Damn it! Wasn't he already killed? Where on earth did he come from?!"

"Humph! Let's go together and kill him once more!"

Before other Immortal Emperor-level powerful men of the Weird Clan arrived, the figure of Emperor Huang Tian had already disappeared without a trace, and no one knew where he had fled to.

In the blink of an eye, the Immortal Emperor of a strange clan, whose body and soul had just been destroyed, was resurrected on the strange plateau.

He stared angrily at the direction where Emperor Huang Tian left and snorted coldly: "Humph! He's a fast runner!"

His eyes were filled with confusion: "This guy should have been killed long ago, and even the traces should have been wiped out. Where did he come from?"

He and several Immortal Emperors from the strange clan who also had doubts, used secret techniques together to try to study the resurrection of Emperor Huang Tian.

However, when they were practicing the secret technique on the vast river of time, they actually discovered a strange fluctuation.

A strange Immortal Emperor frowned: "What is this?"

Another strange Immortal Emperor murmured, "Possibilities beyond the long river of time?"

"That's interesting!" He smiled. "Although various secret methods of interfering with time have long proven the existence of time tributaries, there has never been a way to truly reach them."

"If we could reach that place, wouldn't the offerings for the grand sacrifice be doubled?"

"Ha!" Another strange Immortal Emperor laughed. "If we can reach the Tributary of Time, wouldn't we be there too? It would be strange if we don't fight. Do you still want to snatch the sacrifice from another one of us?"

"However, it would be nice to try to communicate with those of us who are similar yet different. Perhaps we can gain some new insights."

While chatting and laughing, he used the secret method of time and space, trying to spread his own divine consciousness to that seemingly infinitely distant place.

But the next moment, an expression of incredible astonishment appeared on his face: "Wait! What the hell is that thing!"

The strange Immortal Emperor, who had destroyed countless universes in the great sacrifices of countless epochs and was regarded as the incarnation of destruction by countless powerful people and races, who regarded all living beings as ants and the powerful people in the heavens as grass, felt a chill at this moment.

"What the hell are these things!"

On the other side of time, in that other branch of time that theoretically exists but no one has ever heard of going there, the ruins of the heavens and myriad worlds are everywhere, and everything has been destroyed.

On the strange plateau at the source of darkness, there are densely packed strange and motionless Immortal Emperors.

And among those countless strange immortal emperors, there was a figure exactly like him, with a dead and stiff face.

(They claim to be a strange race, complacently invading the heavens and the myriad worlds with their darkness and strangeness, holding grand sacrifices time and time again, but aren't they themselves the sacrifices placed on the altar?)
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