Heaven and earth are ten directions, dimensional time and space, a total of thirteen layers.

Zero-dimensional, one-dimensional, two-dimensional: no meaning of existence, no boundary.

Three-dimensional space-time: time is closed-loop, constant and eternal, it is the destination of death, the place of the six reincarnations, and is called the underworld, the underworld, and the underworld.

The four-dimensional material world: the center of heaven and earth, the place of origin, carries all existence, gives birth to all existence, inherits the high dimension, and connects the lower dimension, which is the core of dimensional time and space, is the yang world, the world, and the heaven and earth.

"At the end of the ancient turmoil, the nine clans joined forces to open the high-dimensional time and space, thus ending the turbulent dark age, so the ancient era is also called the "high-dimensional era".

"In order to shelter immeasurable beings and facilitate communication, the powerhouses of the nine clans will open up every three dimensions to connect them and make them become a realm."

Five-dimensional, sixth-dimensional, seventh-dimensional: low-level transcendent monks, who can also use the "dimension bracelet" to enter it in the form of consciousness, communicate back and forth, and no longer have the worry of being difficult to cross the region and hindered by fog, and because this is a high-dimensional world composed of consciousness, it is named - the virtual world.

Eight-dimensional, ninth-dimensional, tenth-dimensional: At the price, the material entity can already enter it, and it is the transportation hub for the "extra-dimensional teleportation" of all the realms of the Infinite Continent, which is of great significance, and is the basis for the communication between countless people in reality, called the True Realm.

Eleventh, Twelve, and Thirteenth Dimensions: The supreme dimension, the coexistence of the virtual and the real, only the great beings of great power and above (extra-dimensional life) are qualified and capable of stepping into it, the Supreme Council, the nine major ethnic resident institutions, the ancient holy lands of all parties, empires, etc., have all established strongholds in this realm to rule over all beings, called - Unbounded.

Yin, Yang, Void, Truth, Nothing.

These five worlds make up everything.

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Unbounded, Twelfth Dimensional Space-Time, Terran Residence, Council Hall.

The only role of the council hall, located in the core of the Terran station, is to convene a high-level meeting of the Terran to rule over the borders of all parties, integrate forces, and deal with various major events related to the interests of the race.

In the center of the strange space of chaotic colors, there stood a huge cylindrical round platform, which was made of nine different colors of immortal materials.

The surface around the round platform is engraved with countless patterns and words, writing the epic of the endless years of the human race, and there are many great beings imprinted on it, looking indifferently, looking at the ten directions, so that the creatures who step into this place involuntarily become solemn, and dare not give birth to blasphemy.

Rising from the bottom of the round platform, there are huge thrones floating around the surrounding void, the thrones are carved from white jade, densely packed, innumerable, and spiraling up to the end of the sky.

Each throne is permeated with the breath of the vast years, from the ancient times have stood here, the back of the throne is deeply engraved with the mysterious origin of the gods, its content is: the name of the person, the coordinates of the realm, the force to which it belongs.

The white jade throne is surrounded, like a huge funnel, and the nine-colored round platform engraved with the epic of the human race is located at the very bottom of the throne funnel.

The Terran Council, which is obviously immeasurably powerful, but puts itself at the lowest place, represents the original intention of the Council to listen to the demands of all beings, and it is also the meaning of the Council's existence to safeguard the interests of the race.

Below, there is a gray mist, dark and deep, leading to the bottomless abyss and the unknown.

On the throne, there sat a series of majestic figures, either entities or consciousness formations, and the number of physical figures was less than one ten-thousandth, all of which exuded a terrifying and vast aura.

They are the representatives of the forces of the various realms, their eyes are deep, their will is blazing, and all the figures, the lowest strength is the power of stepping immortals.

Buzzing.

There was a lot of controversy, and the disgruntled deputies were whispering to the disgruntled deputies, who had just barely passed a bill by a very small margin.

Bang bang bang!

"Silence!"

On the nine-colored round platform, the ten thrones formed a circle, and the ten councilors were sitting precariously with indifferent expressions. In the center of the circle, an old man with white hair knocked on the table with a small hammer in his hand, scolding in a deep voice, dissatisfied with the noise of everyone, and slightly exuded a trace of breath.

Boom –

Supreme God and Demon, Ninth Council Leader, Kang Tong.

The council hall was instantly silent, and he didn't dare to make a sound, and a representative close to the round platform got up and arched his hand, and asked with a puzzled expression: "Lord Kangtong, isn't the meeting over?" What are you? ”

"It's over, but there's something unexpected for you to decide."

After that, Kang Tong stretched out his hand and pointed, and a rune aura appeared on the round platform in front of him, and a figure walked out of the light.

"Kuyoko, say what you want."

"I've seen the Legislators, the Ten Members, and the representatives of all parties."

Kong Yangzi's expression was solemn, his expression was a little unnatural, and he gave his hands to the Quartet, he waited for a full year before waiting for this opportunity to set foot here, the life and death of the common people in a world are now on his shoulders, and there can be no mistakes.

The [Supreme Council], which protects the interests of the Nine Clans Alliance, also made an appeal, but there was no response at all, and now he can only put his hope above the Terrans.

It was quiet, everyone present looked indifferent, and some even closed their eyes and pretended to sleep.

"In the lower realm, from the Meteoric Immortal Realm, the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven, because of the influence of the birth of the ruins, countless non-living forms gathered, and the outbreak of the mist wave was only in the evening."

"We have found out that this wave is unprecedented, terrifying and abnormal, and the Meteoric Immortal Realm is powerless to resist, and I also ask all the representatives of the human race to have mercy on the innocent people and lend a helping hand......"

"Oh? Meteoric Realm? Is that the realm located in the border wasteland, carved out by the breath of immortal corpses? ”

A representative spoke up, interrupted Kong Yangzi, with a hint of strangeness in his eyes, his tone paused, and continued: "At the beginning, you refused to sign the "Terran Coexistence Act", and now you are in trouble, and you have come to the Terran Council for help? ”

"Sora Yoko, huh? You're pretty thick-skinned. ”

"Hahaha!"

The council hall was suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere, and the people who were sleeping opened their eyes with a smile on their lips. Some representatives looked contemplative, and their attention was actually on the word "ruins", and they really didn't pay attention to the survival of the Meteor Immortal Realm.

Bang bang bang!

"Silence! Delegate Erukun, please pay attention to your statement, and personal attacks are prohibited. ”

Kang Tong raised his small hammer again and glared at Erliukun.

"Hehe, the councillor is taught."

Eryukun smiled and shook his head, then sat down, ignoring the empty yoko below.

"Everyone!"

Kongyangzi's expression was solemn, he didn't care about being ridiculed, and bowed around, his voice much heavier.

"I didn't sign the bill at the beginning, because the provisions of it were too harsh on my Flying Immortal Cave Heaven, my Flying Immortal was able to gain a foothold in the mist, relying on the nine immortal weapons obtained from the immortal corpse, but the bill requires us to hand over eight of them to contribute to the clan, which is indeed difficult for some strong people!"

"What's more, you should all know very well what the situation was at the beginning, right?"

Hearing this, many people couldn't help but change their expressions, and their eyes showed strange looks.

Regarding the Meteoric Immortal Realm, this is a matter left over from history.

Unlike other realms, which are all opened up by supreme powerhouses, the Fallen Immortal Realm is completely coincidental, opened up by immortal corpses, so it lacks top powerhouses and has no right to speak in the group, which is one of them.

Secondly, when the nine major races were dividing their spheres of influence, the Falling Immortal Realm was located just above the dividing line between the human race and the mechanical race, and the Mechanical God Realm had the right to interfere with the ownership of the Falling Immortal Realm.

Rather than taking it under the command of the human race, it is better to keep it as a buffer zone with the mechanical race, and in this embarrassing situation is the "Luo Prisoner Realm" next to it, which is also a three-regardless zone, and the situation is even more complicated than the Meteor Immortal Realm.

The mechanical race, which has the most advanced scientific and technological power and is extremely good at war, is second only to the existence of the human race among the nine major races, and from a rational point of view, the human race does not want to contradict it.

Therefore, the request for eight immortal weapons was simply intended to make things difficult, and the leader of the Flying Immortals at that time also saw the potential meaning, so he was very interested and refused to sign the "Terran Coexistence Act".

The so-called Terran only has a trace of extremely thin Terran blood, and is born a humanoid creature, and there are more miscellaneous blood in the body.

In a narrow sense, they are not human races, but a group that has been forcibly united by virtue of the bond of "humanoid physical characteristics".

Therefore, they are not as united as they imagined, and interests are the first element of unity.

"Now, the Fallen Immortal Realm is about to be destroyed under the fog wave, and the territorial dispute no longer exists, presumably the Mechanical God Kingdom will not come to fight for this ruin, right?"

"Kong Yangzi, what conditions can you offer?"

A representative spoke, and finally, many people showed serious looks, and Kong Yangzi was happy when he saw this.

"We are willing to use five immortal weapons in exchange for support, if we fail to resist the fog wave, the human race needs to be in the hinterland realm to give us a foothold in the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven."

Kong Yangzi's expression was solemn, if he could, the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven naturally wanted to protect the Meteoric Immortal Realm, and how could it be compared to enjoying a world alone?

The Meteoric Immortal Realm spans one light year, and this boundless land has infinite creatures and endless resources, which is enough to make the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven have a good time.

However, now that the situation is unclear, it is still necessary to leave a good way out.

Buzz –

The council hall was noisy again, and the conditions offered by Kong Yangzi still made many people's hearts moved.

The Terran Council, the passage of every bill determines the life and death of countless living beings.

They are higher than gods and demons.

Their power can make any force tremble.

All living beings, peddlers and pawns, have no idea of their existence, but they are all subject to them.