"What are you talking about?"
Hongjun was furious, losing all dignity of an ancient existence, and instead shouting like a lost old man with disheveled hair, "Insulting ? Give back the seat of Creator God to ? You won, and now you don't want it?"
This was the ideal he had always pursued, enduring billions of years of solitude and disappointnt, countless betrayals and loneliness. What was the aning of living alone?
Absolutely aningless.
Even death was a kind of relief, and the only way to continue living in a aningless life was to endow one's own life with aning, so he set a higher realm of pursuit for himself.
Stepping into a higher realm.
Hongjun suddenly laughed, loudly mocking, "So that's it, you must know you can't get through the Third Calamity, and you want to hand over power to , trick to help you get through the Third Calamity... you are indeed a coward who only knows how to hide!! The First Calamity, the Second Calamity were both the sa!"
Bam!
Zhu Zhengwei fiercely slapped the other party in the face.
Hongjun's entire face swelled up like a pig's head and he flew backwards.
He wiped the blood from his palm, and said calmly, "Hongjun, you have lost your temper and lost your sanity. You need to calm down."
Hongjun slowly stood up and didn't speak anymore.
He was now a bit more clear-headed. What he said just now was indeed absurd. How could the other party possibly give him the seat and ask him to help pass the Third Calamity?
If he really handed over the seat of the Creator God to him... he would instantly reclaim the top position and would kill Zhenyuanzi in front of him. He was not a fool.
That is to say, he really had the idea of giving up the spot, he no longer wanted to fight for the position of the Creator God.
"So, why do you really want to return the position to ?" Hongjun asked.
"Do you know what the Creator's Third Calamity is?" Zhu Zhengwei spoke.
"What is it?" Hongjun was dazed.
"Harmonization."
"But the mont of Harmonization is death."
"After creation, death becos the ultimate mission of the Creator God."
Zhu Zhengwei spoke words that were horrifying, "All along, what you all pursued was not a higher realm, but a brilliant death."
"The Creator God is an omnipotent, omniscient, and infinitely expanding ultimate conceptual existence... at the mont of becoming the Creator God, the uncontrollable madness and power surge, rging infinite matter and concepts, oneself gradually becos a vast and imnse Star River cosmos, and then re-creates the world..."
"It's a crazy deford uncontrollable realm, once stepped into, it's an expansion to the limit of death."
Everyone was stunned.
"Impossible! You're deceiving !" Hongjun said loudly.
He was indescribably agitated, as if billions of years of ti had been spent pursuing a void dream, how cruel was the mont of waking up?
Even he could not bear it.
If all of this were true, then the ideal he pursued vigorously throughout his life was nothing more than a void and aningless joke from the beginning.
"Is there still a need to deceive you now?"
Zhu Zhengwei said coldly, "I am already the ultimate victor, and you are nothing but captives."
Hongjun lowered his head.
"It is summoning ."
"Even though it is a dead object, piled up by countless cosmic streams of will, it calls to rge with it, beco it."
Zhu Zhengwei pointed to the cosmos, feeling the terrifying power growing geotrically every second, "I am Harmonizing, this kind of frenzied rising power feels like being intoxicated, infatuated, unable to extricate myself..."
"It is summoning to open the golden door of ultimate creation, welcoming my glorious ancient mission! It is summoning to create..."
Zhu Zhengwei continuously sensed the universe's mysterious call, covering his forehead painfully, whispering, "That feeling is insane... an ever-expanding call, like butterflies pursuing their dreams into flas, at that mont it must be extrely beautiful, the dream of all seekers in the universe..."
"This might be Harmonization."
The so-called Creator God is nothing but the substitute of this universe.
Death is the mission!
Like Pangu, eventually rging into the cosmos and falling, becoming the universe itself, and ultimately being covered by the torrent of wills of all living beings, becoming a cold, selfless rule.
The so-called Creator God, in essence, does not exist.
"The Third Calamity is destined death." Hongjun murmured.
Zhu Zhengwei glanced at the surrounding Half-Saints and cupped his hands, "Everyone, creation is a death calamity. I will not kill you. What we pursued through slaughter was nothing but a joke. Let us talk."
"Talk about what?" Hongjun asked.
"Find a way to stay alive."
Zhu Zhengwei said with great rationality, "Perhaps, I might choose to give you the seat of the Creator God you desire? Anyway, if it's you, you would choose Harmonization even in death, wouldn't you? That is your lifelong dream."
Hongjun fell completely silent.
Soon, Zhu Zhengwei gathered everyone together.
As for Zhang Zhi, Zhong Qingyu, Li Shimin, and others' servitude ntal imprints, Zhu Zhengwei also helped them remove them, restoring them completely to themselves.
Zhang Zhi and the others were quite ashad, constantly apologizing.
But Zhu Zhengwei didn't mind too much. It was just the price the losers in war had to bear. After reassuring them a little again, he completely began the conversation.
"First, let disclose the information I know."
Zhu Zhengwei glanced at everyone around him, "I'm not under control, the cries are getting louder, I'm Harmonizing, instinctively wanting creation, unable to stop, I feel like my death is imminent."
Zhang Zhi was shocked, "Brother, the Third Calamity is necessarily a death calamity?? Once all the trials are passed, becoming the real Creator God signifies walking toward death? This is simply madness!"
Zhong Qingyu also showed concern, becoming the Creator God ant certain death, which was very distressing.
"At the sa ti, I strongly suspect this is not the first ti."
Zhu Zhengwei said, "The universe is a cycle. Before , there have been countless Creator Gods, overcoming the cosmic tribulation, proving the Creator God, creating an era, and then perishing..."
Everyone was horrified.
That is to say, similar history hasn't happened just once?
Instead, it has cycled countless tis, with the universe rebooting continuously, and one after another Creator God renewing cosmic eras?
"Is there any evidence?" Zhang Bairen asked.
"A feeling."
Zhu Zhengwei glanced at Hongjun, "I have a question to ask you... how did the original source power of the Creator God of the Bo'er cosmos co about back then?"
"At that ti, the Bo'er Humans generated it in dreams using a special experintal dream body."
Hongjun, being a strong figure from the Dark Side Cosmos and the opponent of the Bo'er Cosmos of the past, was very clear about the history of that ti, "The Bo'er Humans believed that the origin of all the universe was the thoughts of the soul... they believed that 'Heart is Reason,' and by gathering the thoughts of all life, extracting the soul, forming the initial cosmic embryo, the authority of the Creator God."
"And this authority was nurtured in the thought of human dreams, where the authority of the Creator God grows like developing in a mother's embrace..."
Hongjun recounted it at length.
Zhu Zhengwei listened intently.
After a while, Zhu Zhengwei beca increasingly convinced of his hypothesis, "Sure enough, this is very likely a cycle of cosmic tribulations!"
"When the universe's all living beings reach 100% cosmic rules, becoming the first ultimate civilization, they discover the peculiarity of the soul's thoughts, creating a cosmic embryo, becoming the creation-level civilization of the universe, and beginning creation."
"This is the birth of the Creator God Civilization."
"And after various tribulations, the Creator God proves its existence, recreates the universe.... and the next new universe is born, and with its continuous developnt, the next 100% rule new Creator God civilization erges, repeating the previous cycle."
This conjecture terrified everyone.
This might be the truth of the universe, the universe is cycling, and the Creator God is rely a tool of the universe.
The people in front of them were all slaves of the universe, toyed with by the universe, killing each other, selecting the strongest only to sacrifice it, then nurturing a new cosmic era.
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