"Don't be so surprised. ”

A voice sounded in Yan Xiu's consciousness, "As you can see, our world was actually created by a certain being. ”

"There really is a ...... that can create the world. God?"

"Not God. But for the vast majority of us, including us, it's not wrong to be God......"

"That's the Detached. ”

"The one who makes the rules. ”

"Above the world. ”

"There's no one like that. ”

Another barrage of bombarded information streams, babbling to explain to him.

Yan Xiu felt a headache.

He found that he was still not fully accustomed to this way of communicating with multiple people at the same time.

Taking advantage of the slightly calm interlude, he hurriedly asked, "How can such a powerful existence allow us to be beyond his control?"

He unconsciously used the word "we".

"Because, 'He' is no longer there!"

"Maybe it's dead, maybe it's a long sleep, maybe it's shackled in a corner, maybe it's ......"

"This is the result of tens of thousands of years of verification, countless temptations and experiments that have shown that 'He' is no longer in this world. ”

"This is our only chance. ”

Yan Xiu's mind was a little dazed when he heard this.

Then it suddenly occurred to him that he had no brains...... All this is just a manifestation of the impact of a huge amount of information and the worldview on the verge of fragmentation.

He needs to take time to sort it out.

First of all, this world was created by beings called "transcendents".

The White Demon Clan in the primeval period accidentally discovered the truth of this secret and decided to break away from control and embark on the path of transcending the world.

After countless explorations and deductions, they chose the path of spiritual detachment.

This is also a choice of desperation.

The rules of the world are determined by the words of the detached, and the path of detachment through cultivation will not lead to it.

It's like a farmer building a chicken pen with a flock of chickens.

He sprinkled some feed, and the chicks ate the feed and grew up. At this time, the farmer stipulated that the chickens that crow on time every morning will get more feed.

Some of the chickens did so, and they became fat and strong, and became the dominant ones in the flock.

Perhaps one day, the farmer suddenly wanted to sleep in, and the chickens that croowed early in the morning were too noisy. He rushed to get a butcher's knife, killed all the chickens that were crying happily, and told the rest of the chickens that they would be rewarded for keeping quiet.

In the end, no matter how hard the chickens tried, they couldn't match the farmer's words.

If we compare this world to a chicken pen, the detached ones are the farmers, and all the native creatures are raised chickens.

The so-called spiritual power they cultivate, that is, feed, no matter how advanced the power is, is just more nutritious feed.

Cultivating to a high place, such as entering the Holy Taivoid, and being able to comprehend the laws of heaven and earth is actually to understand the laws of the operation of the world. Obeying the law and taking advantage of the law will naturally reap great benefits.

However, this law is also set by the master of the world, the transcendent.

Between standing and abolishing, there is only one thought.

When the path of cultivation comes to the end, after all, it can't be separated from the framework of the world, and even the root of power is in the hands of others, so how can we talk about detachment?

Therefore, the White Demon Clan does not cultivate spiritual power, does not understand the law, and is dedicated to exercising soul and spiritual sense.

They believe that the spirit is in a higher dimension, so that the consciousness of living beings can travel through time and space, recall the distant past, and predict the uncertain future.

As long as you have enough soul power, you can transcend the dimensions of this world and exist forever in the form of a pure consciousness body.

- to become another detached.

In fact, Yan Xiu was very able to understand the White Demon Clan's choice.

Anyone who knows that he has a God in control over him will be restless. The feeling that life and death, honor and disgrace are in the thoughts of others is really a kind of torment.

The path chosen by the White Devils is not wrong, but unfortunately, they chose the wrong method to achieve their goal.

They gave up their physical bodies and fused the spiritual consciousness of all their clansmen into a collection of consciousness with huge soul power.

However, after doing so, they realized that the convergence of soul power and spiritual consciousness alone was not enough, it was not a unified whole, and it was impossible to achieve true transcendence.

What's worse is that every consciousness has a different idea, and every moment of every person, makes a different choice. They quickly became chaotic within themselves, locked in an endless battle of ideas......

"It turns out that this is the truth of the demise of the White Devil Civilization!"

Yan Xiu, who had barely digested this information, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

This is a powerful and wise race, and it can be regarded as the best among the many remnants of the primeval world.

In the end, he embarked on the road of destruction, and I have to say that there is a sense of drama that makes people happy.

"Human, don't be emotional. ”

"We've failed, but we've at least struggled...... And will continue to struggle. ”

"As long as we exist. ”

"It's not the end. ”

"So, don't grieve for us......"

All this is nothing but the sacrifice and price that all living beings must pay on the path of transcendence.

- This last sentence, there is only one voice.

It is the unanimous meaning of all consciousnesses.

Yan Xiu faintly sensed that at this moment and at this point, they had rarely reached a high degree of unity in consciousness.

And he also has an instinctive agreement with this.

He was no longer angry, unwilling or hesitant about his "death", but began to feel that this was an opportunity for himself.

A great opportunity to transcend the original level of life!

"Not good!"

A panicked emotion suddenly rippled in the consciousness body, which was instantly transmitted to everyone, "Get out of here immediately, this space is going to explode!"

The exchange of consciousness was immensely fast, and what had just happened was only in a split second.

In fact, the next moment Nan Ming's hind foot left the spatial passage, the passage instantly contracted into a black dot.

Then the explosion happened again.

The drifting space where the White Devil Ruins were located was overwhelmed and shattered under the impact of the explosion.

At the moment of the explosion, a tiny halo of light dodged into the gap between reality and spiritual dimensions, dodging the impact of space shattering.

Yan Xiu, who had survived the catastrophe, couldn't help but feel palpitations when he looked at the pitch-black void in front of him.

When he was a monk, he couldn't live such an exciting life......

"That guy, what kind of existence is it? He actually trampled on all the spatial passages......

He was curious about Nanming.

In the consciousness of the remaining White Demon Clan, the fear and jealousy of that person were almost overflowing. But why, he didn't find the answer.

All the memories of the true body of the Southern Soul were cut off by them, and disappeared with the part of the consciousness light that was destroyed.

"Don't think about it!"

Many consciousnesses nervously warned together, and then said, "That world can't go back." Let's wander in the void first and see if we can find a new place to stay......"

They are not really detached yet. However, there is already the ability to leave this world.

In the void, there is another wanderer.