Forty-two corpses, forty-two pieces of text.
Su Tu recorded all of this in his mind, and each text left by the predecessors contradicted the previous one.
These texts split into two factions, one warning the newcors that the throne is a trap, while the other is filled with regret for not achieving Ascension to Divinity!
Su Tu morized all the words left by his predecessors.
Subsequently, his eyes were covered with a deep white and blue hue, adding an indescribable ’purity’ to his already clear gaze.
At this mont, they used the Inference of Heaven to suppress their seven emotions and six desires, chaotic thoughts, putting themselves in an absolutely objective, absolutely calm state to ensure they weren’t influenced by these predecessors’ ssages.
At this point, he must reach the end to unravel the doubts in his heart.
Following the guidance of the forty-second corpse, Su Tu traversed layers of blood, now devoid of its previous viscosity.
It seed the blood mist was about to disperse.
Sure enough, as Su Tu ventured deeper, the surrounding blood mist grew thinner until it completely dissipated, revealing an enigmatic ’door’ in his sight.
This door had no physical form, appearing ethereal, and on either side of the door, thick blood continuously flowed over it. In the traces left by the flowing blood, small protrusions densely adhered to the bloodstains.
The mont he saw those protrusions, Su Tu’s gaze slightly darkened. If he hadn’t been in an absolutely calm state, even he would have gasped involuntarily.
"Four thousand seven hundred sixty-two."
Su Tu’s gaze swept over the bloodstains, uttering a number.
This was the total of all the protrusions on the bloodstains. Along the traces left by the blood, there were four thousand seven hundred sixty-two protrusions, and with Su Tu’s aim, he could easily discern the full extent of those protrusions.
In Su Tu’s eyes, the ethereal door was infinitely magnified, and those protrusions beca increasingly clear. Then, what appeared were twisted, pained faces reflected in Su Tu’s eyes!!!
Those weren’t just re protrusions, they were clearly....
Heads reduced to an extre size!!
Four thousand seven hundred sixty-two protrusions were four thousand seven hundred sixty-two heads.
The species of these heads varied greatly, and with just a glance, Su Tu saw heads from the Shadow Race, the Red Eye Race, the Snake-man Race, and even a head from the Celestial Divine Race.
Moreover, Su Tu made an even more astonishing discovery.
Each head here had completely different racial characteristics. Four thousand seven hundred sixty-two protrusions indicated an equal number of species.
But....
"After the cosmos entered the era of great peace, all advanced civilizations collaborated with the ultimate civilization for species statistics. So far, there are four hundred seventy-two registered civilized species."
"Among them, even species that don’t qualify as ’indigenous’ or lower-level civilizations, though so species might have been missed due to residing in remote environnts, it’s impossible for the discrepancy to be so vast."
Confronted with the eerie scene before him, Su Tu’s first thought was about the discrepancy in species count.
Four hundred seventy-two species versus four thousand seven hundred sixty-two species—a tenfold difference.
This is absolutely impossible.
Unless....unless....
Su Tu reached up to gently rub his temples, two words surfacing in his mind.
Reincarnation...
He now clearly understood the peculiarity of this space; it seed to evade reincarnation.
Therefore, all the bizarre occurrences here inevitably have so connection to reincarnation.
Perhaps these species don’t exist in this cycle of reincarnation at all.
Such a conjecture surfaced in Su Tu’s mind.
But....if this is the case, it contradicts his previous assumptions about reincarnation.
He previously speculated, each reincarnation is a re-enactnt of everything in the Star River, a replay, only that so individuals’ positions might change—like this cycle, where he stands, while in the previous cycle, it was one of those predecessors.
Aside from these few special individuals, all beings act like NPCs, endlessly repeating the events of the previous reincarnation.
But if it’s as his conjecture suggested, where these species didn’t appear in this cycle, it disrupts all circular, unending assumptions.
This cycle, created by the Daluos, is too enigmatic. Even Su Tu can only rely on speculation to fully deduce the entire truth.
Su Tu looked once more at those heads, carefully morizing the features and appearances of each species he had never seen before.
He no longer hesitated and approached the enigmatic door. As he neared, the ethereal door began to beco more tangible, with the blood on it growing more viscous, exuding a strong stench of blood.
Simultaneously, Su Tu heard countless voices exploding in his heart.
He couldn’t understand what those voices were saying; they were in unique languages of different species, mixing into a terrifying ntal assault.
Boom!!!
Under the onslaught of these complex and trivial voices, Su Tu was forced out of the Inference of Heaven state.
At the sa ti, a warm trickle seeped from his ears. Then, from his eyes, nostrils, with his formidable physique, under these voices, he actually...bled from all seven orifices!!
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