Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Celestial Path
Is this what death feels like?
I've already died once, but it's still so uncomfortable to do it again.
Wang Zhiyi covered his head, he didn't know where his death would go, but he knew a little bit that he had died thoroughly.
But it's okay that he completed his own mission, destroyed four artifacts, and brought the world to peace.
Just as he was thinking about this, Wang Zhiyi was forcibly pulled back into his thoughts by a beam of light.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw an endless stream of white light.
"Ahh What a thing!" The familiar sight around him and the architecture that struck him feel magnificent, "Oh, am I back in the heavenly realm?"
"That's right, you're back in the Heavenly Realm!" At this time, Wang Bufan's voice sounded in his ears again, "Welcome back, my doppelganger!"
Wang Zhiyi sighed, "Where should I go when I die, it shouldn't be your heavenly realm, shouldn't I go to some hell, what underworld, right?"
"No, no, no, you were specially selected by me, although you didn't complete the world I expected, but you are also very good, at least half of my plan!" Wang Bufan said, "Okay, I won't talk to you more, come up and take a look, this will be clearer!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand and Wang Zhiyi appeared on top of the tall statue.
However, the creator did not look at him with a straight face, he calmly pointed into the distance.
"Haven't you always been curious about what's over there. He said.
Wang Zhiyi looked at the rings in the distance, and then suddenly realized.
"Could it be.... What is this?"
He watched in amazement as the rings in motion fell silent.
Within these rings were countless worlds that were functioning in an orderly manner, including the Earth as he knew it.
"It's all under my jurisdiction, you see, that one over there is your original world!" he said, pointing to Earth.
Then the creator waved his hand easily, and the two of them instantly entered the ring and saw all of Wang Zhiyi's past.
"Again?!" These buildings, everything well known, street phone booths, schools, subways.
The Creator calmly said, "These are also my creations, and I am neither God nor God!"
"Contradictions, after all, what is my background, and why am I here?"
Wang Zhiyi still has a lot of things to ask, but the creator has never known what he is saying that he doesn't know.
The Creator sighed, then returned to the heavenly realm.
"Would you like to hear an explanation?"
"Yes!"
"Well, okay then. ”
The Creator snapped his fingers, and everything around him began to change as the snapping of his fingers dissipated.
Everything returned to square one, and Wang Zhiyi, who was on the earth, ran out of the grass, completely ignoring his surroundings, and then he was hit by a truck.
Later, he was found by the truck driver, because there was no one around the road, so he threw Wang Zhiyi, who was still breathing, into the deep mountains, and how long was he found?
Five years later, a team of travelers came to visit the place and found Wang Zhiyi's bones in a forest.
When the police took over, they learned that the cause of death was intracranial hemorrhage, and when they were about to inform his family, they found that his last relative had also been found dead in his home two years earlier.
"Alright!" the Creator snapped his fingers again, "It's over!"
Wang Zhiyi looked at this picture and was stupid, "What, what the hell are you talking about!!"
"Believe it or not, it's like this, don't believe what you see. The Creator was very calm, and then snapped his fingers again, "Go on!"
When the picture in front of him was transferred to Wang Zhiyi's side, that is, after crossing into the world here.
The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was no longer the Hengshan Post Station he was familiar with, but a curtain of white flowers.
"Where is this?" Wang Zhiyi asked.
"This is the Heavenly Realm, which can also be called the Divine Realm, and the first person who came here was me, and I became the Creator very naturally!"
It turned out that Wang Zhiyi was the chosen one, the reincarnation of the Creator, so after his death, he became the current Creator.
And under his control, he began to slowly inject his divine power into some worlds, using his own doppelganger to complete his own ideas and some experiments, including Wang Bufan five hundred years ago, and even the owner of the tomb even more years ago!
"In other words, in fact, the previous Wang Bufan is also your doppelganger?"
The Creator nodded, "Yes, you can clearly see that in the worlds I control, they are all my doppelgangers, and everything that happens in these worlds is controlled by me!"
"What, then, those people died because of you?"
"No, they're not dead yet, you see!" said the Creator, waving his right hand high.
The two of them returned to the world of practice, but now they are invisible to each other.
I saw that when everyone was crying with Wang Zhiyi's body, a beam of light emanated from Wang Zhiyi's body, and then slowly drifted towards the sky.
"What did you do?" Wang Zhiyi asked.
The creator said very coldly, "I'm just letting my doppelganger's divine power work, you have to watch how my divine power is used!"
I saw that Wang Zhiyi's body began to converge in the white light, and then a big tree slowly grew under this body.
"What is?" If I'm not mistaken, I've seen this scene in the backyard of the former Walk Courtyard, and I turned into a tree?!
In the amazed eyes of everyone, the big tree grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a sky-high tree.
Then, from within the tree, a pale green shimmer slowly emanated.
The crowd looked at the glimmer of light that drifted away in the wind, and this light healed all, destroyed walls, burned dead trees, and even brought back to life those who did not know how to die.
The Creator looked at everything around him with joy, "Look, a world where only you die is finished, how about it, isn't it perfect?"
Wang Zhiyi sighed, knowing that his role was also here.
"Understood, why don't you understand, anyway, I'm the only one who died, but it's also very good, okay, what should we do next?" Wang Zhiyi asked.
The Creator looked at him very calmly.
"Then it's time for you to make a decision. ”
"What a choice. ”
"I'll give you three options, first, go back to Earth, go back to everything in the past and enjoy life on Earth, second, let go of all your thoughts and help me complete the work of the Creator, and third, I will remove the artifacts from the Xingshu world, and then you can go back to the Walkway, but you don't remember any of that time!"
Wang Zhiyi laughed out loud when he heard this.
"Three choices, is it difficult, of course I am, choose the third!"