3304: C3304 Abyssal Shallowness

C3304 Abyssal Shallowness

The place where the sea of sand met the green land.

More than eight thousand poets were buried by the sandstorm. Some were half-exposed, while others had disappeared without a trace.

Some had already passed away, while others had just lost their strength and fainted.

There were not many Poet God Kings still standing on their feet, only thirty of them.

From start to finish, Zhou Yi did not make a move. The remaining thirty Divine Kings were standing behind him.

From beginning to end, only an hour had passed.

Meng Fan slowly landed in front of the last remaining Celestial King. The Wings of Darkness and Light disappeared.

Zhou Yi squinted his eyes, and said the first sentence that came out after the battle: "We have been trying to guess what level Your Majesty the Celestial King has reached, and sure enough, Your Majesty the Celestial King was not joking when he said that he would destroy his teachings in an hour with the Demon Emperor in Demon World. In this battle, Your Majesty the Celestial King has already shown mercy."

"All the creations in this world are beautiful. If one point is allowed to benefit the world, I will not do it. If one point is taken, I will cheat the world. I also do not wish to do it."

"So, out of the eight thousand poets, only two thousand and two hundred were killed by Your Majesty the Celestial King."

"I had originally wanted to leave all of them alive, but with eight thousand Divine Kings charging towards us, with Celestial King of the Five Tribulations s above nine hundred and Celestial King of the Six Tribulations s above thirty, it was not very easy to release them as they wished.

"Even if it's an enemy, can he be merciful in front of Your Majesty the Celestial King?"

"I have no enemies."

Zhou Yi took a deep breath, "Your Majesty the Celestial King's realm, whether it is the physical realm or the spiritual realm, has already surpassed all the God Kings from ancient times, it's a pity that this Wu Tie's realm is only divided into nine tribulations at most, it's very difficult for his lordship's realm to determine his position. His lordship's realm has already surpassed nine tribulations, and he is indeed worthy of the title King of the Universe.

Meng Fan said indifferently: "My position is still the same. Heavenly Court of the Future is my position, but today, my mentality is no longer suitable for me to be the leader of a world. If you guys don't want to tell me so easily, then I will continue to attack you guys, but I will no longer guarantee my survival. I know your methods, and I can also tell that these eight thousand God Kings of poets, indeed, disregard life and death, and believe that they can be resurrected after death. However, you guys can't do it in front of me, let the souls of thousands of poets scatter, it's easy for me. "

"Your Majesty the Celestial King emphasizes on essence, while we pursue the Dao Lord, we emphasize on meaning. The meaning can be given to us, but we can also be deprived of it, thus, we are immortal, and since we firmly believe in not dying, we are naturally not afraid of death. I won't tell Your Majesty the Celestial King where the entrance to the poet's civilization is, as the adults will still have to look for it themselves. But the battle won't happen again.

The poet has three classes, and the class that was singlehandedly annihilated by the lord is the largest class. The other two classes added together only have five thousand God Kings, and compared to the other civilizations in the world, the number of God Kings in the poet's civilization is the lowest. We are merely serving the Dao Lord and do not want to be in a position of supremacy or battle, we are also not very good at fighting. "

Zhou Yigong said, "Greetings to Your Majesty the Celestial King."

Meng Fan glanced at Zhou Yi in silence, then turned around to face the Ninth Empire. He moved his feet a bit, disappeared, and could vaguely see traces of his movement. Wherever he went, it was like a huge sickle, cutting the whole earth into two halves, forming a rift hundreds of feet wide.

Meng Fan soon passed through the periphery of the Ninth Empire, passed through the lush and verdant forest and arrived at the capital.

In the center of the city, there was a huge ancient tree, like a Ancestral Giant Tree of Ancestral Age. Rows after rows of walls made of black ice bricks surrounded the huge tree, many Elves went in and out of the tree, and this giant tree was the entire city.

Along the way, in the forest Meng Fan passed by, there were also some trees that contained the quantity of Spiritual Force. These trees could be thought like animals, and they could also communicate with each other through their roots and branches, and the Elves could let their souls immerse themselves in these trees to communicate with the entire Empire. It could be said that it was quite magical, and from a certain sense, the huge mental network formed by these trees was similar to the flow of the Heavenly Court of the Future.

In this enormous spiritual network, there were also extremely complex and profound memories, knowledge, and philosophy.

These memories, knowledge, and philosophy were all transmitted from the poet's civilization and precipitated, causing the elven empire to act as a substitute for the poet in storing knowledge. The giant tree in the capital, which had millions of living creatures, was the center of the spiritual network.

Meng Fan walked into the air.

Looking at the treetop that looked like a continent, Wang Lin's body trembled and turned into a white axe hundreds of feet long and fell from the sky.

The capital city was trembling violently.

All the elves raised their heads in surprise. They saw that the giant tree that they worshipped as their homeland and ancestor was split into two halves by a giant axe!

It was too terrifying, causing these elves to be dumbstruck and panic as they fled. Many of the Elf God Kings immediately rushed towards the sky to stop the giant axe, but just as they approached, they were torn to pieces by the giant axe's sharp light.

Meng Fan didn't want to kill the innocent.

However, when he flipped through the world, he could not care less about the life or death of ants.2

The axe cut deep into the ground, cutting into the roots of the giant tree.

Following that, the giant axe transformed once again. It split apart into countless pieces of flesh and blood, and these pieces of flesh and blood once again transformed into earthworms. They moved underground and connected to the roots.

The huge tree had been cut into two halves, but it still looked lush and verdant as it fell to both sides.

But in just a few blinks of an eye, the nutrition of the giant tree was all absorbed by Meng Fan. The leaves withered and fell off, and the trunk started to shrink.

A vast amount of knowledge was absorbed into Meng Fan's body.

Compared to the poet civilization, the knowledge stored here was just superficial. However, it still greatly expanded Meng Fan's horizons.

In this world, the place where the most knowledge was stored was the main brain of the Infinite Domain. However, that information was too messy, and very shallow, and was all made up of numbers. King of Light Brain could only analyze numbers, and was unable to understand philosophy and knowledge, nor could he think normally.

Although the knowledge of a poet's civilization wasn't as vast as that of his Infinite Domain, it still exceeded the knowledge stored in his Heavenly Court of the Future. Moreover, the knowledge here was the exact opposite of that of his Infinite Domain, with no numbers or records. It was practically a philosophy, an analysis and understanding of the entire world.

One was shallow, while the other was deep.

One was vast, while the other was brilliant.

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