3706: C3706 World of Immortality

C3706 World of Immortality

Illusion realm, real?

Meng Fan couldn't tell what he was seeing.

He was like a child living in a valley or an abyss, suddenly jumping up to the top of a mountain. He could see the boundless sea of clouds pass by under his feet, could also see countless birds and distant forests, but he had never seen anything like it before.

At this moment, Meng Fan was like this.

He was standing on a long river of illusions.

When his eyes focused on a certain corner of the river, he could see a tiny creature slowly moving. It was so small that even the naked eye could not detect it.

Then, this little creature began to transform, grow limbs, and even … Having grown something like a head, it began to think.

The moment it began to think, everything changed.

The end of its thoughts was the end of its life.

Meng Fan looked towards the other side of the river.

There, he saw the power of the Law of Explosion. It was intangible, formless, and illusory.

Then, he looked to the other side of the river.

He saw countless monoliths.

Every monument was releasing a completely different kind of power.

Calm.

An unprecedented calmness.

Impatience.

An unprecedented agitation.

Extreme calmness and extreme restlessness collided unceasingly in Meng Fan's mind and heart. It was an indescribable feeling of contradiction.

He walked along the river.

He saw the birth and destruction of all things, saw the undulations of the laws.

Everything was made up of two things.

One was matter, the other was law.

It was hard to say who would be the first to be born.

In the understanding of all living beings, of course the first law to be born, countless illusory laws constitute the most basic order of the entire world, and matter must obey these order in order to exist, otherwise it will be destroyed.

When matter and law collided, life was born.

But the truth did not seem so simple.

It was not something that could be cleared up with just a few words.

Meng Fan kept moving forward along the river.

Time passed quickly. It could have been an instant, or it could have been ten thousand years.

Meng Fan walked to the end of the river.

He saw the forest of monuments.

The monuments were all transformed to the limit by the law.

He caressed each and every monument, feeling the vicissitudes of life and the heaviness of the monuments as he passed through the forest of monuments.

Then, he saw a door.

It was an unreachable stone door.

There were no patterns or patterns on the stone door. It was extremely ancient, extremely simple, extremely heavy, and extremely ancient.

He stood in front of the door for a long time.

"At the end of the path of martial arts."

"The end of the law."

These two words popped out in Meng Fan's mind.

From the moment they stepped into the realm of the Divine King, everyone had been searching for an end.

At the end of the path of martial arts.

What was martial arts?

The power of the great dao was martial dao.

Meng Fan knew that at this moment, he had reached the end of the martial way.

After so many years, the thing that had been accumulating and nurturing both inside his body and in his soul had begun to erupt.

What is it?

It was power.

Essence, Power of Will, power of faith, human nature, surging devil energy from Demonic Path, Buddhism virtue, Dragon Dragon Breath, killing intent, everything.

There were also memories, experiences, and other things that were branded into the depths of his mind.

He passed through all barriers and saw something that had long since been covered by time.

He saw himself, the moment he had stepped out of the Celestial King Universe.

He saw Zhi Weiyi's speech on Conference of Worlds for the first time.

He saw the imposing Nangong Jingyu.

He saw Niu Niu, who was galloping across the battlefield.

Ye Zichen saw Devil Lord of the Ninth Netherworld, who died in his heart, leave.

He saw Grand Central Emperor , who was born to follow the path of humanity, rising up all the way without being able to stop him.

He saw Sky Challenging Giant, who traveled the world with his strength as soon as he stepped into the martial way.

In a small world, a baby boy was born. After seven days, he started to read all kinds of ancient poems, was named Zhao Qilin by his family, entered the martial path at the age of one, was born with knowledge, and understood everything.

The time barrier was broken.

Next was the separation of space.

Meng Fan saw a handsome middle-aged man.

Dressed in a grey cape and brown bamboo hat, he walked on a planet brimming with vitality.

In front of the man were many children.

These children had blue skin and pure black eyes. They were innocent and full of curiosity. They surrounded the middle-aged man as they listened to his story.

Suddenly, the man's voice stopped.

He turned around and met Meng Fan's gaze.

"Undying." The man said.

Meng Fan nodded. "One more step."

The man laughed: "I really want to know what today's World of Meaning has become, but I understand that I can't finish speaking two or three words."

Meng Fan said, "Where are you?"

"A very distant world." "Yes," the man replied. There was a time when I almost lost my life in the void, but I was very lucky. At the end of my life, I encountered this universe, and I chose to stay, cultivate, and cultivate the life forms of this universe so that they could see the even higher skies. "

Meng Fan nodded.

The man said, "Have you found the way?"

"I found it." Meng Fan answered plainly.

The man smiled. "Congratulations. Perhaps one day, we can meet again."

"Perhaps this is the last time we will meet."

Meng Fan Yan.

The man disappeared.

Meng Fan's gaze fell on the huge stone door in front of him.

This door wasn't just the end of the path of martial dao.

Perhaps the end of the law.

Meng Fan didn't know what he would see and what he would encounter if he stepped through this door.

After the end, is there any other way?

"All living beings will always find a way out."

A voice sounded behind Meng Fan.

Meng Fan turned around and looked towards the source of the voice.

At the edge of the forest, a black-robed youth had his hands behind his back and was looking at Meng Fan with a smile.

Meng Fan was stunned: "Senior Hundred-Step Immortal."

The youth gradually dispersed like clouds and mist.1

Only one voice was still echoing in the air.

All life will always find its way out.

Meng Fan pondered for a long time before his gaze landed on the stone door again.

"I'm ready. I'm going to cross the end of the martial path and the end of the Laws."

At this moment, the stone door responded.

Meng Fan couldn't tell if the voice was responding to him, or his own voice was responding to him.

The stone door was not tangible.

It was just a threshold, a boundary.

Then, the answer did not come from the stone door, but from the bottom of his heart.

He could answer his own questions.

He could see countless of himself.

"Those who step into undying are no longer living beings.

He had passed the end of the martial way and also passed the end of the Laws.

From that moment on, the law can no longer restrain you.

Starting from the source of life, thinking about the world for the first time.

To go against the heavens and change fate.

I've thought over and over again, hesitated, hammered, tortured, and created the you of today.

When you are no longer a creature, what are you?

No matter what you say.

What did you do when you were a creature?

that will determine your future path. "

Meng Fan stretched out his hand.

The door slowly opened.

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