Even on the verge of becoming a True God, survival in this darkness is extrely difficult. Not to ntion that eternal world.
Like a lamp extinguished, there’s not the slightest defense.
Fortunately, Zhang Fan’s avatar wields the True and False Changes, able to alter Qiankun with a thought, reviving the dead ashes.
But...
All he can do is just this.
Just like Mountain Sea. The new ship that the God creation Guests place high hopes on, had just set sail and imdiately fell into the sa Endless Samsara.
Its circumstances are even more brutal than Mountain Sea!
With the imnsity of Mountain Sea, each reincarnation can last for a hundred billion years.
Endless variables, living beings breed and evolve.
However, the new ship where the God creation Guests reside...
Can only last for a few breaths.
Each ti it returns to the mont of leaving Mountain Sea, and then, like a candle in a gale, it wavers precariously.
It extinguishes completely a mont later, only to be reset by [True and False], returning to the mont of departure.
Like this, cycles repeat endlessly.
If, in the Mountain and Sea Reincarnation, God creation Guests could still lie flat in peace through the long span of a hundred billion years, then on the new ship, they fall into a never-ending cycle of death.
No hope in sight, no future visible.
No reincarnation, only the Wujian.
In the icy, deathly silence of darkness, there’s no concept of ti.
Yet from Zhang Fan’s perspective, the candlelight had flickered a million tis.
Since the millionth ti, Zhang Fan had sensed the faint thought of "desiring liberation" coming from the avatar.
But Zhang Fan’s response was "Not allowed."
In darkness, one cannot avoid a rotting end.
Fortunately, the candlelight of the new ship flickered continuously, seemingly a warm anchor point, greatly delaying Zhang Fan’s decaying process.
"Don’t bla , this is the only way to try and survive."
In the midst of struggle in the darkness, such thoughts flashed through Zhang Fan’s Spirit Consciousness from ti to ti.
Initial guilt slowly turned into firmness.
"To escape fate, soone must make a sacrifice."
"Rest assured, just wait for , as if True God, to carry through this darkness..."
With the lamplight as proof, Zhang Fan struggled to survive.
Gradually, he gained a new understanding of the surrounding darkness.
This is the universe’s most primal, foundational, also the initial and final form.
A place where everything breeds and perishes.
"Even as True God, one cannot change this cycle of life and death. Only with the Divine Technique of [True and False], can one maintain existence."
"If even Gods are like this, what of the others?"
"The various creatures of Mountain Sea, and even the God creation Guests, they all evolved from part of God’s power. Without the protection of True and False, they couldn’t last a mont."
"..."
Candlelight as an anchor illuminates, only able to delay, unable to prevent the trend of decay.
Zhang Fan once more slled the scent of his decay.
"Saints, Mountain Sea, God creation Guests, Stars."
"They are but fleeting guests on a grander stage; after you perform, here cos my turn, lively indeed."
"But ultimately, there will be a curtain call."
"The only thing that can reappear from disappearance is God."
"Because that is the original anchor point of [True and False]."
In Spirit Consciousness, countless voices rustle together.
Zhang Fan was no longer flustered as at the first ti, watching the distant lamplight, striving to maintain ntal calmness.
"Just like anchoring a year to myself."
"No matter what happens in the reincarnation, with a single thought, it would return to the predetermined mont."
"God is indeed the true master of the True and False Dao, Their use of [True and False] surpasses mine. Without needing any thought to activate, as long as everything perishes, satisfying God’s demise, it can be triggered."
"Return to when [True God] still is, the mont of the original anchor."
"The true environnt of the cosmos is the absolute foundation for the plan to inevitably be implented."
"Even God needs to rely on True and False to maintain survival. Everything born of God naturally cannot escape this fate."
"No matter what, all will perish within True and False. Welco the return of the True God."
"All the tis the main form attempted to return were just creating one small cycle after another in the grand cycle."
"..."
The noisy voices grew louder, making it hard for Zhang Fan to think stably.
But a thread of despair surged innately in his heart.
It seems he is facing a dead-end.
Wanting to leap out of the reincarnation set by True God, his only thought was to make True and False ineffective, make the True God’s anchor ineffective.
But now Zhang Fan has long known that even True and False itself cannot escape the changes of True and False.
He is rely a temporary holder of the True and False Dao after the fall of the True God.
How could he rewrite the rules of [True and False]?
"The only thing that can be done is to restore Hai Zhen ti and again, barely surviving, just like..."
Zhang Fan once again looked at the lamplight not far away.
"Different paths to the sa destination, there is no distinction."
A hundred billion years, a few breaths of ti.
At first glance, one is like heaven, the other like earth. But if the number of reincarnations is pulled to infinity, there is no difference between the two.
Both are rely pitiful creatures struggling continuously.
"aningless..."
The sll of decay beca increasingly intense, and Zhang Fan’s mind was gradually occupied by the ever-increasing noisy sounds.
"Forget it, you may go."
Granted the thought of "desire for liberation" from the avatar Zhang Xiaofan.
When the tiny lamplight that had shone for billions of tis finally went out, the destruction that Zhang Fan faced accelerated.
Instinctively wanted to restore Hai Zhen, but countless images appeared in his Spirit Consciousness, all were the various experiences of himself or the main form.
In Zhang Fan’s heart, there was so disinterest.
"It has no aning..."
Despair, complete and utter void enveloped Zhang Fan, allowing him to completely ignore the crisis of imminent annihilation.
Calmly and peacefully accepting death.
His attention no longer focused on himself.
But pondered upon the master of [True and False], the once True God.
Suddenly, Zhang Fan felt sothing was amiss.
"If everything is predetermined, why did They make such a big effort to capture , an outsider?"
Zhang Fan suddenly felt doubtful.
And then imdiately realized: "An outsider has characteristics not possessed by God: the ability to maintain self-change amid unchanging Hai Zhen."
"Like all living beings between God and Mountain Sea, God was trying to break this Endless Samsara. Hence my coming."
"Their purpose..."
Zhang Fan instantly thought of many things.
Thought of the widespread avatars of the main form, the desire for variables.
Thought of those fragnted parts in his consciousness mory.
"So that’s how it is."
Zhang Fan was supposed to be angry.
But at this mont, he was exceptionally calm.
"To escape fate, soone must make a sacrifice."
He murmured and repeated this sentence.
Previously it was said to his avatar Zhang Xiaofan, this ti, it was to himself.
With Zhang Fan’s temperant, such a decision was extrely difficult to make.
It was also after long struggles, finally being able to relax his tightly furrowed brows.
"Then, let it fall to the destiny of Returning to God."
At this mont, Zhang Fan was unafraid of death. Because he knew, after his demise, the main form must reappear.
The surging decay completely engulfed Zhang Fan.
The noisy sound abruptly ceased.
A God is reborn.
A God returns.
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