Feng Lingtian found that he was lying in the coffin at this time, and his hand seemed to be quite firm after pushing it twice.

Since all his senses were blocked during the fusion of the primordial gods, he didn't know what was happening in between.

According to his estimate, it shouldn't be so soon to cover the coffin and bury it, this is a bit troublesome, he now occupies Wang Lin's body, only the body of a teenager, and his cultivation also needs to be re-cultivated, and he has no strength to push away the coffin board that is pressed with a pile of soil.

"This ...... Isn't it going to happen to me?"

Feng Lingtian kept banging on the coffin board, hoping to loosen the coffin board.

But after trying for a while, I didn't find any effect.

Time is passing minute by minute, there is not much air originally contained in the coffin, without cultivation, Feng Lingtian is no different from an ordinary person now, not to mention that he will die of lack of oxygen in this confined space, even if there is air without eating or drinking, he will not last long.

Gradually, his whole body began to fall into a state of silence.

In a trance, he seemed to have entered a chaotic space, which was pitch black, and he could only see a faint light, like a speck of dust hanging in the distance in this vast and boundless space.

I don't know how many years of gestation, what was originally just a monochromatic point of light gradually appeared in more colors, from hundreds to thousands, to thousands.

All the colors that the world could see were contained in that blob, from a single point of light to a ball of light formed by the convergence of many colors.

I don't know how many years have passed, but one day, the point of light may no longer shine due to too much color, and the space will return to its original darkness.

But everything was like the calm before the storm, the point of light swelled rapidly without warning, and finally began a magnificent explosion with a "bang".

The explosion started with a small light cluster in the distance and gradually spread outward, quickly forming a chain of explosions.

Feng Lingtian's consciousness was immersed in it, and he was drowned in the dust from the explosion that came to his face, and strangely enough, the dust actually carried a little colorful starlight.

Finally, after the dust settled, the scattered stars began to converge with each other, and after a long time, dense dust-like particles began to appear in the originally empty space.

It's just that there are dots of light shining with different colors sticking to it, and the dust and dust are agglomerating with each other.

Over the years, some of the dust finally condensed into a spherical object, and continued to absorb the dust scattered around, and began to condense and grow, tending to be stable and floating in endless space.

Some spheres explode in the process of condensation, and so on.

The originally empty chaos was already filled with dense spheres, and some of them had undergone incredible changes in the process of continuous explosion and aggregation.

At first, the inside of the orbs flickered and shimmered in a variety of colors, and after endless years, finally the outside of some of the orbs began to crack.

With an explosion, a bright light flashed, and all the rubble outside the sphere peeled off and separated, revealing naked humanoid creatures.

The humanoids seemed to act entirely on instinct, and some of them collided with each other and began to fight, and with a wave of their hands they could destroy a nearby nebula, and even the space was torn apart by their great force, leaving many dark holes in their wake.

As soon as the battle began, more and more humanoids died, and their bodies gradually dissolved, turning to dust and merging into the void.

It is absorbed by the shimmering dust light and condenses into another sphere, or it explodes again in the process of condensation.

In short, the speed at which humanoids were born and died at the beginning was always in a delicate balance.

Gradually, after endless years of precipitation, the humanoid creatures that were born began to slowly gain wisdom and no longer rely only on instinct.

They began to support each other, acting together, dividing their territories and finding the energy they needed, and that energy came from the corpses of other orbs that were pregnant with life, or humanoids that had just died.

With the increasing number of such predatory resource battles, two factions have gradually formed and formed an alliance, one side mainly plundering, wantonly encroaching on the territory of other humanoid creatures, directly grabbing resources, and even wantonly destroying and slaughtering, while the other side mainly sticks to it, never encroaching on other people's territory at will, and only counterattacks when someone invades, and the energy it needs depends on the natural breeding in its own territory or in exchange with allies.

But this kind of defense is passive after all, and the balance of war has gradually tilted in favor of the predators in the changes of the years.

There have been several major wars over resources, and as more and more humanoids are involved, wars have swept through almost the entire vast expanse of space.

After the Great War, the wreckage was everywhere, and the speed of resource regeneration could no longer keep up with the speed of destruction, and even the plundering factions began to fight each other, and the so-called alliance was nothing more than a virtual existence.

And the birth of a humanoid creature finally brought this war to an end.

He, conceived from a remote ruin, was born, the entire void was shrouded in golden light, drifting in the chaos for many years, without meeting a single person of the kind, and eternal loneliness gradually swallowed his heart.

Just as he was on the verge of despair, he inadvertently threw out a golden light that landed on the remains of a dead orb.

I don't know if the orb was broken by humanoids before, or if it was destroyed by other humanoids, and it was already in tatters.

But it was this beam of light, the sphere that had been depleted of life, that began to regather the dust in the surrounding void, absorbing them all on it, and slowly reuniting into a complete sphere.

Curious about what to expect, the humanoid began to quietly observe the vicinity, and after waiting for an unknown amount of time, the orb began to give birth to life again, and finally a second humanoid came out of the orb.

What's even stranger is that the humanoids he created and conceived seem to be extremely close to him, unlike some humanoids who would fight when they met before, they respect each other like brothers.

The humanoid creature was overjoyed at discovering the power of his creation, and began to try to use his own power to create more spheres.

Although there were some who failed to conceive, a total of nine humanoids were created, including the second humanoid.

Since then, the humanoids have tried countless times, but in the end, none of the orbs can give birth to a tenth humanoid life, but the orbs look a little different from the others, and they are full of life.

The nine humanoids revered their creator as their master, and gradually carved out their own territory in this remote area.

As the years passed, more and more humanoids were bred in their area, and the nine humanoids were all brave and good at fighting, and the average humanoid creature was worshiped as a god, and more and more humanoids joined their camp.

As the territory gradually expanded, it was finally exposed to the sight of the marauders one day, until the marauders sent a large army to attack.

That battle was the turning point of history, and tens of thousands of plunderers came, and the seven people led by them were full of radiance and unmatched.

However, such an army was almost completely wiped out at the hands of hundreds of people led by the nine, and only two of the seven people in the lead escaped, and since then the marauders have no more power to invade, and they dare not set foot in their territory even a single step.

Until one day, for some unknown reason, one of the nine people who originally belonged to the Creator took advantage of the Creator's departure, rebelled against everyone, and killed the other six with his own strength, and then disappeared.

When the Creator arrived, he saw only the scarred bodies of the two and the other six, leaving him in shambles.

In grief and indignation, the Creator let out a long roar, covered in golden light, and no one could see what was happening.

When the golden light dissipated, the corpses of the six people turned into six spheres again, and the remaining two also recovered from their injuries, but they found that the body of the Creator began to disintegrate, turning into pieces of debris and floating in the void......

At this point in the picture, the scene that Feng Lingtian saw became more and more blurry, and finally there was only darkness left.

After some time, he heard a "thump" in his ears, followed by a creak, and the rush of oxygen got his mind running again, and he sat up and turned his head to look.

"Oh my god, there's a ghost...... only two voices were heard, and they drifted away......