Time flies by.

It's only been eight years, and Yan Xing is very busy, and it shows that time is like a white horse.

In addition to transporting fragments of the universe, when the scorpion rests, he also has to go to various ruins to harvest fruits. Although the sub-rat did not find the relics of creation, its efforts were not without results, and now there are nine relics that he has put into the flesh and blood coordinates.

The holy land is regarded as the foundation, covering the relics that have never been revealed, and quietly, it has become his back garden, the deep core, where he can go and leave if he wants.

Leaving aside the benefits of other relics for the time being, the place where Yan Xing goes most frequently is still the [Thoughtless Star Sea]. Now that the realm is difficult to break through, his main way to improve is to absorb the essence of consciousness gathered by the nine-colored flowers.

With the help of the [Four-Dimensional Balance] evolution, the improvement of consciousness can also allow him to ignore the shackles of the realm and continuously enhance his strength.

In eight years, it has also increased the power of nearly two thousand realms, such a terrifying speed of progress is really terrifying.

"The only pity is that the next two world replacement events, and the traces of the unconscious clones, are all normal ominous things."

"It seems that it is unimaginably difficult to forward something."

Yan Xing shook his head with some regret, so far, the space-time force field on the Yellow Emperor's body has been wiped out, but he still hasn't learned useful information from the other party.

Boom –

In the hell dimension, in the hazy space, there was a strange noise, interrupting Yan Xing's thoughts, and he hurriedly cast his gaze over.

It was done, and the last fragmented universe was successfully moved into the hell dimension!

I saw that in the chaotic and strange time and space, fragments as large as stars were colorful, showing the shape of "meteorite" rings, rotating around the outer area of space.

A fragmented universe, suspended in the center of space-time, constantly spews out material energy, transforming into gray mist. It's been eight years, and even one of the universes has not yet been digested, which shows its vastness.

Scorpion!

Scorpion!

The mighty torrent of scorpion, successfully retreated, and in the passionate cheers, poured into the dimensional passage like a tide, quickly returned to the black hole, and reassembled into a crystal pyramid.

In the entire "Mountain Moving Project", the scorpion group recuperated for as long as a month, which is nearly 100 billion years under the acceleration of time, and countless deaths and injuries in the process of transportation have been multiplied for many generations.

"[Yan], our clan has fulfilled the agreement!"

The crystal pyramid, with its vast voices, collective thinking, gathers the will of all the scorpion.

At the beginning, the scorpions who negotiated with Yan Xing have long disappeared in the long river of time, but the memories inherited in the bloodline will never be erased.

Yan Xing manifested the body of consciousness, looking at the towering pyramid in front of him, his eyes were extremely complicated, grateful, apologetic, admiring and appreciating......

It can be said that today's scorpion is already a new race created by him, and in order to gain the power of walking time, it has been integrated into his blood.

Now that we are about to separate, I feel a little reluctant in my heart.

"[Yan], please fulfill your promise and return our people's freedom."

Freedom, freedom, what a noble pursuit.

In order to prevent the scorpion from rotting and dying out in the years, the pursuit of freedom is a brand engraved in their blood by his own hands.

"Good!"

Yan Xing nodded solemnly, the "Mountain Moving Plan" had been successfully completed, and the salamander no longer had much meaning to him. Because of the particularity of life forms, they cannot form conventional combat power, and they can only steal life under heavy objects from generation to generation.

Feeling the tenacity and greatness of the dragon's will, Yan Xing felt compassion and decided to help them again while keeping his promise.

"Scorpion, in order to thank you for your efforts, I have three options for you to choose from."

Yan Xing stretched out three fingers.

"One, weaken the ability of the race to reproduce, and you can continue to survive in the Great Sun Universe, and you don't have to be trapped on the black hole, I will provide you with heavy objects."

The evolved scorpional ability is too strong and the number is huge, and now that the "Mountain Removal Plan" has been completed, it is impossible for the Great Sun Universe to tilt 99% of its resources to them.

If we were to leave the black hole, the mass of the universe would not be able to guarantee the survival of so many salamanders.

"Second, I can send you to a place called [Time Tomb], which is isolated from the world, free from foreign invasions, and has a large number of fragmented worlds for you to use, the only drawback is that time is relatively chaotic."

Scorpionfish have a strong immunity to time erosion, and although the environment is harsh, they can survive and reproduce without worry.

"Three, let you return to the outside world, but I can't guarantee your safety, and survival can only depend on you, and I have already informed you of all the complicated situations in this world, and I will measure it yourself."

"Above, no matter which plan you choose, I will lift the ideological imprisonment on your body and give the salamander clan freedom."

With that, Yan Xing stood with his hands tied, quietly waiting for the scorpion's choice.

Squeak –

The crystal pyramid, rippling round and round of ripples, unprecedented, the scorpion of collective thinking actually launched a fierce discussion, which shows its solemnity.

"[Yan], our Creator, thank you for your mercy, for the sake of freedom, we choose the third option!"

Yes, whether it is the Great Sun Universe or the Tomb of Time, it is essentially nothing more than changing from one pond to another, and still in a cage.

"Well, well, as you wish."

Yan Xing's eyes showed emotion, and the scorpion was not stupid, and he had gained insight into his identity in the long years. Slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and tapped his eyebrows, his mind focused, and his body shimmered with its silvery white brilliance.

"Time and Space Jump!"

"Destination—"

"The end of deep space, the cosmic sea!"

Hula!

This is the known end of deep space, and in the endless black void vacuum, there is a sound of waves.

Looking up, the bright stars twinkling ahead, globular Star Swirl, piled up into a vast galaxy, each bright spot, is the universe that exists, is born, or is about to be destroyed, and the wreckage of the universe that has completely died, endless, endless.

Almost all of them are failed universes, there is no Heavenly Dao will, no trace of laws, and no rules, and the universal particles are almost nothing, all of them are worthless dead places. Compared to the small universe that Yan Xing had obtained from Lenka, there was a fundamental difference.

"The Cosmic Sea, a barren land, where the power of heaven and earth does not exist, is meaningless to most living beings."

"Scorpion, you are just trying to survive, you only need heavy objects, this place is safe, and it is also the most suitable place for you."

A scene of hell appeared in the left eye of Yan Xing, and in the depths of the dead universe, he opened the dimensional passage and released the scorpion that had shrunk to the size of the scorpion.

"[Yan], my Creator, thank you, may you live forever, and the light of evolution will shine on you and me forever!"

Scorpion! Scorpion!

Freely! Freely!

"Give life to time."

"Civilize life."

"Freedom to civilization."

Yan Xing muttered in a low voice, watching the crystal pyramid gradually fade away until it disappeared into the vast cosmic sea.

"Alas, pitiful."

A sigh, the meaning is inexplicable, I don't know if he is talking about the scorpion, or himself, or the beings in this world.

Is the stranded [Truth] a cage?

From the perspective of freedom, it should be counted, and the pursuit of absolute true freedom is not easy to say, but we all jump from one pond to another.

Big and small, but it's just a cage.

"May you all be well, Scorpion."

Silver-white light flashed, and the black void returned to dead silence.

……

Clang! Bell –

The melodious bell rang and swept past the core of the World Destroying Battleship, piercing through the mist, and many of the monks who were fighting with the non-living forms were stunned, and they did not hesitate to turn around and retreat to the deck.

Halfway through the journey, the cold voice of the battleship's brain came, which shocked everyone when they heard the words.

"Attention! Note!

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"Arriving at your destination, it is estimated that after five jumps, please stay on the battleship and do not leave without a reason."

Finally, is it finally here?

More than 300 trillion light years, slowly long distance, lasting 3,153 days, in the confusion of time, I don't know how long it has passed.

Those ordinary creatures on the battleship, the grandson can play soy sauce!

"Brother Yan?"

Looking at the figure in front of him for a slight pause, Raymond showed a puzzled look and asked out loud.

"Oh, it's okay, I feel like I've learned something from the battle just now, and I'm going to go and retreat a bit."

"Leizi, you go and do your own business."

"Uh, good!"

Lei Meng scratched his head, and looked at the back of Yan Xing leaving with some emotion, Brother Yan is really perverted, since the two met, the other party's breakthrough was like drinking water, and his strength increased rapidly.

As we all know, the more difficult it is to practice in the later stages, it can be said that it is difficult to move forward, and it is normal to stagnate in a small realm for tens or millions of years.

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This law seems to have failed in Yan Xing.

"Little Leizi, your friend, it's really interesting."

Surprise flashed in Raymond's eyes, the halberd soul awakened more and more frequently, and it seemed that its strength had recovered a lot.

"Halberd-sama, are you awake? What's wrong with Brother Yan?'

"It's nothing, Uncle Ben just has some regrets, he didn't meet him in advance, compared to you stupid big man, this Yan Punishment is a better inheritance object."

The halberd spirit yawned and spoke in a languid tone.

"You, you...... I know I can't compare to Brother Yan, but you don't need it, Lord Halberd Spirit, to hit people like this, right?"

The corners of Raymond's eyes twitched, he was disgusted, his face collapsed, and he felt bad about himself.

"Huh."

The halberd spirit just sneered twice, and then stopped talking, it didn't tell the truth, if this stupid big man knew that the person who had fought with him in the past eight years was just a skin clone, and his self-confidence would be shattered directly.

It's an old man, just be a good person for once.

In the secret room, Yan Xing's body was slightly twisted, and the erupting breath was forcibly pressed back into his body, and a trace of silver-white light flashed in the depths of the Tong Kong.

"It's finally here—"

"The Ruins of Creation."

Yan Xing raised his eyes and looked out, his gaze was gloomy, his gaze crossed the barriers, and the endless mist, as if he saw the majestic figure bound by endless chains.

"Nameless senior, I've kept you waiting!"