This place was so empty, what Chen Ziling saw in his eyes was completely different from what the power of divine consciousness had detected.

Beneath the starry sky, there is nothingness, nothingness, there is no matter here, there are no elementary particles—not even the ubiquitous virtual particles, this is a real vacuum.

"The World of Death...... Or what?" Chen Ziling suddenly felt that his mind was wooden, and his thinking became like that of a mortal, and he had a headache when he thought about it a little deeply—of course, this was his divine consciousness body, which naturally meant that his divine consciousness was being attacked in some way.

"Creation Divine Scroll," Chen Ziling recited these four words again, and at the same time took out the jade box containing a complete divine scroll, removed the seal, and completely exposed the "Open Heaven Scroll" in this space.

As soon as he took it out, Chen Ziling heard a whisper in his ears, and he couldn't hear it clearly when he concentrated on listening carefully—it was a bit like the sound he heard when he got the scroll in that passage, but it was clearer than that, and he could easily hear every syllable when he wasn't paying attention.

"Could it be that this place is where the last Divine Scroll is?" Chen Ziling was suspicious, the discomfort in his divine body had gradually weakened after taking out the Divine Scroll, and he couldn't help but think:

"When the source saint said that the location of the "Heavenly and Human Scroll" is related to the bamboo slip history book, is it meant to open a channel through it to throw spirit bodies into the Metaverse, and then look for it in the Metaverse?"

Chen Ziling was thinking about it, when the incessant whispering in his ears suddenly turned into a howl, making Chen Ziling almost ascend to heaven.

Dizziness and tinnitus, Chen Ziling faintly saw that in the background of a cosmic cloud like a burning cloud, a wall lay horizontally, it didn't know how high, how long it was, how wide it was.

The wall was as white as snow, but rough as cinders, and Chen Ziling could clearly see every pillar on the wall, they were curved and almost transparent, and the whole wall was made of such pillars.

His gaze was not controlled by Chen Ziling, and the entire field of vision that was close at hand suddenly narrowed away, allowing him to see clearly what the wall was.

The familiar production style made Chen Ziling recognize it at a glance.

"The Scroll of Heaven and Man...... Is it really here?" he was very surprised, because just now, he had already denied this idea, and now he was slapped in the face by reality again.

"It's a surprise, but ...... Where is the sight I see? There are illusions everywhere, how can I tell the real direction?"

Chen Ziling was in trouble, the power of divine consciousness was a little difficult to play in this universe without any references, he wanted to make a mark on a certain star but was disappointed, everything was fake, once other forces came into contact with those that existed, then the latter would disappear.

“…… This broken place," Chen Ziling's consciousness has already passed a day, he is in a hurry, he doesn't care much about where the "Heavenly and Human Scroll" is, now he just wants to go out, but reason tells him that only by finding the last divine scroll here and getting it can he leave from this ghost place.

Drifting, Chen Ziling sat on the "Open Heaven Scroll" and wandered in this prosperous dead universe, hoping that this divine book could take him in the right direction in the dark - he had no choice.

But fortunately, in such a boring place, the whispers in his ears still existed, and Chen Ziling memorized those familiar syllables intentionally or unintentionally, and then combined them into words that he could understand.

Ten days have passed, and Chen Ziling has recorded nearly 100,000 individual words and their combined multiple paragraphs.

He was shocked to find that the people who said these words were not ordinary life forms, but universes that had existed before, and the clearest of them, Chen Ziling guessed that it should be the universe he was in—because those words were incoherent, and the syllables were confused with each other, and there was not much valuable connotation at all.

"What happened to this universe? Why didn't it disintegrate or revert back to its singularity after death? Or did it not die at all, it just ...... Someone forcibly erased some information?"

Thinking about this, Chen Ziling was a little creepy, because he only learned not long ago that in this boundless world, there is a unique method of attack.

It hardly involves the flow of divine power and other energies, and is a bit like using primordial rules to attack at a basic level, and this kind of power can only be compared to the power of cause and effect, and it is slightly inferior.

Chen Ziling did not decipher the name of this attack, but thought of a simple analogy. For example, if you observe an object, it has a color, it has a shape, it feels good, it is smooth or rough, it is light or heavy, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and that is what the higher world has given it – and that is information.

It's not information in the traditional sense of the word, and according to those languages, Chen Ziling equates this kind of thing with what people know as "information."

This information is given to the lower worlds by the higher worlds in order to make the lower worlds or living beings understand a certain nature of the world to which they belong. It is because of the things around us that we have this information that we can perceive them and learn about the world through them.

But what happens when all existence in the universe loses some important information, such as weight, mass, etc.?

Chen Ziling couldn't help but look at the illusory prosperity around him, and finally came to the conclusion that if a universe lost some information, then it would become like this—a shell with an empty surface—not even a shell.

Now, Chen Ziling can only see the existence of the universe, and no force can detect it, and he can think of what it has lost.

It's quality. This universe only retains the concept of "color", but this information is so fragile that without the mass of matter as a carrier, color information will completely dissipate once it is disturbed.

"Maybe the initiator of all this is the "Heavenly and Human Scroll" I am looking for......" As he was saying, Chen Ziling suddenly felt a slight attraction from himself, or the "Open Heaven Scroll" under him, and this force became stronger and stronger, and the divine scroll accelerated away with Chen Ziling in a certain direction.

The latter did not panic at all, he had the jade box in his hand, which was enough to protect him from harm in this world. From a distance, Chen Ziling saw a book standing upright in front of him, looking as big as an ordinary book.

However, this is obviously an illusion, because Chen Ziling is still a long way away from that book, even if the divine scroll is accelerating, it is estimated that it will take four or five days to arrive.

At the same time that Chen Ziling discovered the "Celestial and Human Scroll" here, on the sea of the Metaverse Realm, Li Wude and the others had already arrived at the coordinates left by Chen Xiaoyu, but there was no figure here, and some primitive creatures were running rampant and were expelled by them.

"How could it not be?" he said it. Li Wude was angry.

"Don't be angry, maybe something urgent happened suddenly, Ziling had to leave as a last resort, and he didn't have time to inform us. Jiang Li comforted.

"But I haven't found any breath of this place here at all—he hasn't been here at all!" Li Wude walked back and forth where Chen Xiaoyu once lived, suddenly stopped, and said:

"You're right, it's also possible that something happened on the road and left suddenly, let's wait here for a few days, if he doesn't come, we'll go our separate ways to find it. ”

"Okay," Nangong Qing said, "It's rare for you to be so calm." ”

"I've always been calm. Li Wude was not convinced.

When the eight of them were waiting for Chen Ziling to come back, somewhere in the Metaverse, Chen Xiaoyu had already gathered with Li Chuanshu and others.

"Why, don't you go to see your precious son?" Chen Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"Hmph, don't go," Li Chuanshu looked at him and said angrily, "I don't want my son to see his father's embarrassment." ”

Chen Xiaoyu looked at the eight people in front of him, each covered in scaly wounds, like a fish that had just scraped its scales......

His eyes gradually sharpened, and he said: "You also know the situation outside, some high-level superspace wills have already known the situation of the Metaverse and are preparing to jump to the Metaverse and seize control of the Metaverse will." ”

"Hmph, naïve," one said, "The Metaverse is their founder, and even in the weakest period, it is not something that their low-level worlds can influence. ”

"You're right, but what if more than a third of hyperspace unites at any cost? Chen Xiaoyu looked up at the sky as he spoke, and said:

"I just hope that our plans will not be affected by this extraneous branch......"

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