Chapter 276: The Song of the Stone (I)

It is quite dangerous to place a world that is already conceptually complete in a space filled by forces that are completely divided by the nature of chaos. Su Xing wrapped the water ball with his Triple Divine Realm and carefully placed it into the increasingly hazy outline of Han Shuying's body.

It was a rather peculiar feeling, and he seemed to see some illusory and large blurred figure flash by the moment the two sides came into contact, leaving a wisp of insignificant aura. And this is only a little thicker than a hair, less than two millimeters long, and it is the culprit that made this demigod what he is now.

Su Xing shook his head, completely erasing this memory from his own spirit, this kind of big guy who is super troublesome at first glance, if it is not necessary, it is best not to have anything to do with it. Maybe when, even the slightest impression in my memory will become the seed of its coming.

He slowly withdrew from the divine realm encased the water ball, and two distinct carriers of power began their first contact.

There was no unusual phenomenon, no explosion or any other violent reaction, and the water ball glowed faintly blue as it was completely immersed in the mist of negative forces. The halo blended with the surrounding fog, rendering a large area centered around it into a foul, eerie gray-blue. Every minute and every second, there are incomparably complex changes happening here.

Decay gnaws at decay, withering distorts desolation, rebirth dances with aberration, destruction brings judgment to all without discrimination. In every tiny material structure, there are various concepts that are constantly changing themselves, or being assimilated, and at a certain moment, Han Shuying's hazy body suddenly became clear for a moment.

Su Xing's eyes recorded the scene of that moment, and dense and slender dark purple runes snaked and repeated on the surface of the woman's body, as if they were constantly wriggling like life, changing their shape and structure. On a deeper level, these runes have locked her soul, spirit, consciousness, spiritual power, and energy circulation structure, and have already eroded most of them.

After a moment's pause, the image vanished, revealing a hazy humanoid form made up of clouds of mist of various colors.

Seven minutes and thirty-nine seconds later, the situation that Su Xing had been waiting for finally happened.

The negative attributes that had been entangled with the sphere of order that had escaped from the balloon for a long time finally devoured all of its free power, shifting the target to the ball of water that was only covered in a thin halo of light. Originally, under normal circumstances, this kind of 'world' should have one or more gods or pseudo-gods bred by itself, and this kind of god has standard four-star ordinary level combat power when it is in the 'world', of course, it will directly fall into a demigod or even weaker when it leaves the 'world'.

However, due to Su Xing's carelessness, he did not set up this function at all, and in the face of the invasion of the outside world, the 'world' without Heavenly Dao consciousness and primordial gods could only rely on the incomparably immature pseudo-group consciousness condensed by that little bit of intelligent life to carry out instinctive counterattacks.

And this is exactly what Su Xing wants to see.

The ignorant world consciousness is extremely weak and imperfect, and can only resist in the simplest and most brutal way when facing a coalition of hundreds of negative concepts with different attributes. That is to consume the origin of this world, that is, the stars and brilliance at the beginning of creation.

The incarnation of the data god clapped his palms, and a picture scroll unfolded in front of them, in which the war on the surface of the 'world' was vividly depicted in ink brushwork.

In the first phase of the war, both sides invariably used the most direct method, using pure energy collision to try to overwhelm each other and win. This stage lasted for two minutes, and of course, two hundred years had passed in the space formed by Han Shuying's body. The 'world' has gained nothing, and it has lost about five percent of its original power. On the other hand, those negative concepts, after absorbing these origins, have developed and grown, devouring each other, and at the same time, they have also undergone subtle changes.

They have a 'celestial demon degradement' phenomenon that can only be seen in virus species.

The vast majority of negative concepts form separate races, becoming thousands of strange creatures. These creatures possess the attributes of the source of their power, and have acquired wisdom and body. Of course, what followed was naturally a massive explosion of all kinds of emotions and thoughts.

So the war entered the second phase.

The stone life in the 'world' has finally evolved enough to comprehend it all, and the process took five minutes, or five hundred years. In these five hundred years, 100,000 stone spirits have multiplied to as many as 70 million. Due to their extremely long lifespan, less than one in 1,000 people died for various reasons in 500 years.

Under these circumstances, the speed of their civilization development has been greatly improved, and coupled with Su Xing's covert adjustments, by the time they discovered the borders of this continent and observed the wars taking place at the edge of the world, their civilization level had probably reached the level equivalent to that of the end of the nineteenth century.

Steel-clad steam warships sail the oceans, huge cigar-shaped armored floating gunboats fly in the sky, and stone spirit armies armed with heavy metal carapaces sweep across the continent, bringing everything under their rule, and no life can resist. This is the most confident and proud era of these lives, and it is also the most brilliant moment of civilization.

Then they discovered the thousands of "whirlpools" attached to the sky. They built high-speed towers on the plateau, sent heavy optical telescopes thousands of meters into the air, and gathered a group of scientists among the most intelligent stone spirits to study what was happening above their heads.

The 'world' heard the curious cry of its firstborn and rejoiced at it. Because it means that it is able to use more ways to fend off the attacks of these enemies. In just thirty years, the painting style of the entire Shiling Society has taken a big turn from the Steam Age, and has been rampage all the way to the bizarre Extraordinary Power Era.

The stone spirits who control the tall metal giants form a huge army, and with the help of the space portal invented by a scientist who suddenly has an idea, they continue to rush to the first battlefield against the heavenly demons. Theocracy quietly replaced royal power, and for thirty years the whole society became a religious kingdom united under the will of a single god.

This peculiar religion has no doctrines, no church organization, only altars of the heart of the gods scattered throughout the continent. Relying on these rudimentary stone altars, they are able to unlock the power of the ancestors sleeping in their bodies, gaining a variety of different abilities. And they have only one mission, and that is to completely defeat those invading Heavenly Demon monsters.

After going around for decades, the development of the Shiling civilization has fallen into a subtle state of stagnation, and the invisible restrictions from all sides have allowed them to continue to develop more and more advanced war technology, and the people's livelihood has completely stopped. If it weren't for their physiology, the kingdom would have collapsed long ago.

At the same time, the same wonderful changes are taking place outside the 'world'. A society belonging to the 'Heavenly Demons' began to take shape, simple classes began to emerge and divide, and the roles of rebels and suppressors continued to change, and finally, a hundred years later, the first surrendered Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon appeared.

With this as a cut-off point, this long war, which has lasted for hundreds of years, enters its third and final phase.