Buzz –

When the entire boundless sea of vines, as well as the countless singular clusters that existed in various regions in the sea of vines, as well as the countless universes, space-time, countless intelligent civilizations, and countless life entities in the clusters, all fell into a state of true absolute statism.

Mu Cang, who had been promoted to the infinite level, felt that he had broken free from everything that came from the so-called time, the so-called space, the so-called cause and effect, and the so-called fate...... and all other constraints, becoming an absolute free and absolutely independent ultimate individual.

Subsequently, Mu Cang, who became the 'ultimate individual', continued to ascend towards the mystical level that was higher than the infinite objective reality under the supreme power of the chaotic delusion that gradually awakened.

Ascension, Ascension.

Infinite Ascension.

With the endless ascension of levels, and the boundless strength skyrockets.

In the end, Mu Cang was infinitely superior and above the endless and boundless 'ocean' of time.

Wow~Wow~Wow~

At this moment, in the infinite distance at Mu Cang's feet, waves of infinite 'waves' glowing with the luster of time rose and fell, rushing endlessly.

He slowly opened his eyes and lowered his indifferent gaze from afar.

Buzz –

In an instant, the endless past and future of the boundless sea, as well as all the scenes about Mu Cang himself, were all reflected in his god-like eyes.

So at this moment, Mu Cang suddenly became an all-seeing and omniscient existence.

About the boundless sea of vines...... He saw everything, knew everything, touched everything.

The extinction of the previous generation of the six-dimensional race of the String Clan, the birth of the first Heavenly Demon Dao Ancestor of the Desolate Ancient Cluster, the struggle and rise of Aleister Crowley, and the long process of the countless Supreme Divine Heads working together to create and develop the realm of enlightenment...... All kinds of things.

At this moment, Mu Cang knew it all at a glance.

As for why do we describe these babbling years as an 'ocean' rather than a 'long river'?

It's just because, in the eyes of Mu Cang, who has completely transcended all things, and all things change, and all the derivative changes of all changes, as well as all the derivative changes of all derivative changes.

He has not yet reached the boundless sea of vines at the moment before infinity, and all the boundless seas of vines that he has experienced in all the moments he has experienced in his long life.

At this moment, in the self ascending to infinity and going through infinite and infinite and infinite and infinite and endless...... After an infinite ascension, it suddenly became infinitely 'dwarfed', and suddenly collapsed from the collection of boundless and boundless multi-dimensional physical space-time into one static 'picture' after another, although it was still vast and boundless, but it was incomparably shriveled and incomparably thin.

And these infinite static 'pictures' are stacked in all directions, front and back, left and right, and all of them are stacked with layers of endless other static 'pictures'.

In fact, after being promoted to an infinite level of beings, Mu Cang knew a lot of precious information out of thin air that a finite number of beings did not know at all.

One of these messages, these so-called 'pictures', is suddenly all a complete picture of the infinite sea at an infinitely small point in time.

And these countless panoramas represent the infinite infinite and infinite infinite moments of the boundless sea of vines, as well as the endless scenes, things and events that exist in countless moments.

At first glance, these countless sea moments ...... Or it can also be called the infinite panorama of the sea of vines, just like countless 'small droplets', Wuyang Wuyang in one after another stacked infinite, it naturally becomes a boundless 'sea and ocean'.

And with Mu Cang's leisurely glance, this infinite and vast sea of time will continue to rise and fall with its wandering gaze, thus splashing a large number of hazy fragments of time that swirl and disappear.

And in any of these countless panoramic panoramas, there are infinitely many clusters, universes, races, civilizations, and creatures.

It's just that from Mu Cang's perspective, these clusters, universes, races, civilizations, and creatures are like clusters of pictures and words that are stained on the panorama of the sea everywhere, all of which remain absolutely static.

If you want to make them move, make them 'live'.

Then Mu Cang had to deliberately suppress his terrifying perception that could see all kinds of past, present and future at the same time.

Then, simulating the principle of film projection, subjectively treating the sufficient number of panoramas of the sea as a piece of film to chain strings one after another.

Finally, put it in front of your eyes, alternate frame by frame, and 'play' in a certain chronological order.

Otherwise, Mu Cang, who had completely transcended the concept of time and become an infinite seven-dimensional god, could only see at a glance the countless panoramas of the infinite sea of vines that were presented as static 'pictures' in the infinite places, representing the countless exact moments of the boundless sea of vines.

In the end, it was tasteless.

Alternatively, Mu Cang can also 'hand' make a phenomenal entity at a finite level.

Like playing a game, throw it into the infinite past, present, and future of the infinite sea.

Let it be controlled by itself behind the scenes, and gallop freely.

It's just that for Mu Cang, who has been immersed in 'playing' in the boundless sea of vines for many years, he is not so interested in this kind of operation at present.

Then, on this infinite expanse of time.

Which direction represents the future, and which direction represents the past?

In fact, if it were a sixth-dimensional immortal who was still at a finite level, then he would definitely take it for granted:

Time flows slowly, like an endless river.

The upper reaches of the river are the past, and the lower reaches of the river are the future.

And he is a small duckweed swimming in the endless river.

It is a pity that this kind of subjective fantasy, which seems to be quite correct, is only a narrow perception of a finite number of beings from their own thinking and perspective.

The truth is......

In the sea of time, there is no such thing as past, present or future in an absolute sense.

For example, Mu Cang's long life spanned a period of one ScG(3) years.

Look at it from Mu Cang's perspective today.

It was just a small corner of the endless ocean at his feet, a crooked and oblique dim stream of light composed of countless 'thin' panoramas of the sea of vines.

But if we look at it from the perspective of a finite number of living beings, then this stream of light is a vast river of time that runs through the past, present and future, and covers a total of ScG(3) years.

But in fact, this so-called river of time is as small as an earthworm compared to the real ocean of time.

Today's Mu Cang can completely pull his [Long Life] out of the vast ocean of time at will, and then throw it far into the infinitely distant past under the cognition and perspective of a finite number of living beings, or throw it into the future after the endless future, and perfectly integrate it into it.

Even, Mu Cang left his long traces in the ocean of time at this moment...... That is, it doesn't matter if all the life trajectories are deleted.

Doing so will not hurt Him in the slightest.

The reason why this is so is because the time of the boundless sea of vines has no meaning to Mu Cang.

In fact, in Mu Cang's view today, this boundless ocean of time, which is formed by the convergence of the infinite past, the infinite present, and the infinite future, is like an infinitely thick comic book called "The Boundless Sea".

He could turn wherever he wanted, and even tear off any page he wanted.

As for the infinite number of beings that exist on that 'page', they will all die without consciousness or any ability to resist, and will be reduced to nothingness that never existed.

But it doesn't matter, those finite number of beings who die are just the 'self' that has been lost for a few seconds, hours, days, and years.

They don't feel how many 'pages' have been lost over time.

But then again, even if they feel it, what can they do?

Life must go on, and you can't just look for death and life just because of this little thing.

Buzz –

Mu Cang, who stood in the boundless secluded void, took it with his hand.

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!

Accompanied by bursts of majestic and boundless terrifying boundless fluctuations, in the endless ocean of time below, Huo Ran was grabbed by him and dragged out a 'cluster' entangled and condensed by the long river of years with each 'length', and the volume was so huge that it could not be accurately described by any finite number.

Then, under Mu Cang's thoughts, these countless immeasurable bundles of 'silk-like' time that stretched for an unknown number of years were crocheted and woven into clothes by him, worn on his body, and in the infinite brilliance of the flashing light, the endless past, present, and future were connected end to end, and the endless murmuring flow overflowed between his arms, head, neck, waist and abdomen.

Then, as soon as Mu Cang raised his palm again, he once again triggered the infinite ocean of time below to roar and 'explode' out the infinite bundles of infinite strands of long or short years, and repeatedly folded and piled up into infinitely huge brilliant 'light bricks', and on the surface of the infinite ocean of time below him, a brick of bricks was built into an infinitely huge and infinitely wide continuous palace.

In the end, Mu Cang's eyes flashed, and he shot out a brilliant dazzling light, evaporating this palace, which was far from being able to describe and describe its specific size with an ultra-infinite ordinal number w.

The boundless power of his gestures...... It's terrifying.

It is so terrifying that all finite beings may be unimaginable and incomprehensible.

Yes, after being promoted to an infinite level creature, Mu Cang is so strong.

is so powerful that even if there are countless so-called rivers of time in his eyes, they are just a blink of an eye, and they can be flattened and crushed into slag and crushed into garbage for countless times and infinitely.

Not to mention the various powers that Mu Cang possesses now, the long river of time where he was originally located, if you trace back to its original source, is actually an extremely ordinary panorama of the sea of vines.

If you have the idea of tracing back to the source, you will continue to trace it along this so-called source, and you will continue to trace it back to a real starting point in time.

Again, then, this would be a ridiculous fantasy that will never come true.

Because, in that long river of time, there is no so-called source that can be called an absolute meaning.

In other words, it has an infinite number of sources.

That's why I say that.

But it is because any panorama of the sea that is adjacent to it, or even not adjacent to it, can become its source or its downstream (future).

If we ignore it, we have to find or deliberately 'screen' an upstream section of the river with a very clear order of ancient and modern times.

Then trace all the way up the so-called upstream, trying to find and trace the origin of everything that really is.

Then, it is still impossible to do it.

Because there can be no end to any infinite thing, and there can be no boundaries at all.

Always wanting to go for the end, always looking for the boundary, that's the narrow thinking that only a small finite number of beings can have.

Powerful infinite-level beings don't need the so-called end and boundary at all to serve as a 'foundation' or 'backing' on the psychological level to dispel their inner uneasiness and sense of crisis.

Just like the vast ocean of time under Mu Cang's feet, it is truly endless.

It is so infinite that there is no such thing as a 'beginning' or 'end', a 'beginning' and an 'end', no 'source' and 'end'.

In other words, the boundless sea of vines...... There is an infinite past, and there is an infinite future.

It's just that for Mu Cang, the so-called past, present, and future are just insignificant pieces that exist in front of him at the same time, and can casually shatter countless static 'pictures' that can be reshaped and reshaped.

In fact, Mu Cang's current level of strength is far more than that.

If He wanted to, he could even spread out his infinite power and cover any part of the entire ocean of time below.

And, after being completely covered.

According to Mu Cang's mind, this vast ocean can be distorted, reshaped, and even completely destroyed, turning it into a real endless nothingness.

The reason why it is so strong is because the strength level that Mu Cang is in is not as simple as a W-level at all.

Although at the time of his first ascension, Mu Cang's overall magnitude was indeed only a W level.

But with the support of the chaotic delusion of gradual awakening, Mu Cang ascended infinitely and transcended time, space, cause and effect, and fate...... And so on and so forth, and then His power was based on W, and it took place in infinity, infinity, infinity, and infinity...... Endless upheavals and breakthroughs. (See the beginning of this chapter for details)

After all kinds of breakthroughs, if you want to describe and understand Mu Cang's strength level today, you need to find the answer from the huge mathematical theory system of [Infinite Ordinal Number] or [Extrafinite Ordinal Number].