This kind of power, along with an outrageous scene, astonished countless witnesses who couldn't imagine the pioneer directly 'constructing the heavens?'
This is no different from creating the universe's primordial chaos.
However.
In the unnoticed view of outsiders.
In Zhang Feng's field of vision, the final prompt in text also appeared.
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As these words appeared.
And as the heavenly way gradually took shape.
Scenes began to flash in Zhang Feng's mind, like a life review before death, retreating rapidly.
From this mont, backtracking to millions and tens of millions of years ago.
In his view, scenes of himself departing from the Federation to travel countless dinsions played out.
After a few seconds of pause here, the scenes continued to recede.
Returning to the period when he t a bandit and engaged in discussions of the way with them.
After a brief pause, it went back to the Empire, the Emperor Dynasty.
The Reincarnation Underworld, the early Golden Core world.
The scene flashed back to the mont his wife, Little Carp, had just taken a form through Spiritual Thought and longed for him to marry her.
Until the departure of the Guest in the Criminal World.
King Snake was executed by shooting.
His master and senior were chatting leisurely in the courtyard.
Finally arriving at the earliest trials.
The mont when writing first appeared.
Going further back.
The words were like an eggshell broken by himself.
It was a ti when words had not yet appeared.
Zhang Feng saw the indescribable 'nothing,' and the incomplete 'Tao.'
It ford rows of words only in the incomplete past.
Because the 'Tao' cannot be spoken.
But words can.
However, for the current Zhang Feng, the great Tao is inherently simple.
A zero is enough to express it.
It is only many idle anings and thoughts that complicate the great Tao, giving rise to Tao generates one, one generates two.
In fact, zero is the beginning, 'nothing' is Tao.
Upon seeing this initial state.
He did not beco the Guest, nor Yangshan Zhenren, nor the bandit, or lines of writing.
Instead, he beca 'nothing.'
But at the sa ti, Zhang Feng could still feel his body and a sense of sighing.
Because the words that had accompanied him for millions of years were slowly 'collapsing and disintegrating' in his vision.
They turned into starlight, completely vanishing.
Witnessing this scene.
There was sothing Zhang Feng always wanted to say.
That is, he explored the past nine million years ago and knew the final answer.
But he remained entangled.
Because once he began analyzing the past, saw the initial root, and the beginning of chaos, words were destined to disappear.
After all, in the earliest past.
Words did not exist.
...
Where did Zhang Feng go, where did the pioneer go?
In the countless millions and billions of years ahead, the people of the Federation, no one knew.
But they knew the dinsions were endless.
No matter how they conquered, it could never be completed.
...
And in the cracks of ti.
Zhang Feng was in a daze.
It was not a long ti, just a few seconds, but eons passed by on Earth.
Because he had transcended rules and could edit them at will.
Ti no longer held aning.
Especially with the re movent of thought.
Zhang Feng transford back into his original form again.
Then.
Now that everything is unraveled, what's next?
Zhang Feng didn't know.
But there were a few things he hadn't experienced.
That is, 'real past lives.'
Upon this thought, many ideas suddenly ca to Zhang Feng.
One was, he continuously traveled back to the past, wanting to observe natural evolution under different choices, rather than future developnts.
This evolution is boundless, encompassing all unknown variables.
Zhang Feng held expectations for this, believing his life beca aningful again.
The second, since he once served as words, imparting knowledge, he thought to find soone and see what realm they could cultivate to.
In any case, he had already transcended and mastered all rules, they certainly couldn't surpass him.
Because the mont he chose them, the mont he saw them, they were actually fixed at their weakest state.
However, having never truly been a cheat, why not experience it?
Thinking of this.
Zhang Feng multitasked.
The first heart chose to reverse ti.
Zhang Feng extracted a segnt from the past to the point he most wanted to enter.
That was the mont he first left his master's world.
Separating the great and small worlds again.
Zhang Feng leapt into the chaotic space-ti and, taking on the identity of the earliest 'Number One in the North and South,' returned to the small courtyard.
Facing his teacher and the senior reading a newspaper.
The thirty-sothing year old Zhang Feng smiled,
"Master, senior, I'm back."
This ti, there was no great universe, no celestial phenona, and no ascenders.
Including the mory of the bandit was altered by him.
The bandit did not know he had lost a world.
And so.
Zhang Feng could be a good disciple and a foster son, fulfilling parents' wishes.
...
The second heart.
Returning to the earliest Prince World when he was still seven or eight years old.
Zhang Feng decided to completely abandon responsibilities, run away, and beco a wandering prince in the rivers and lakes.
...
For the third one, Zhang Feng returned to the earliest Criminal World, wanting to modify the world rules and see the Guest achieve 'Foundation Establishnt,' that which he called immortal.
Subsequently, he would trace back and capture him for a trial.
...
Afterward, the fourth, fifth…
Zhang Feng transford into thousands, moving to worlds he felt regretful about or never experienced.
Or to the transcendent 'nothing.'
Standing on a distant shore, creating his own myriad worlds.
For his Federation to slowly conquer.
...
Until separating into the first thirteen thousandth.
Zhang Feng decided to return to the Golden Core World, to have a child with Little Carp.
This would be a 'Transcendence Second Generation.'
...
Finally.
The hundred twenty thousandth second.
To experience being a word, and also impart so knowledge.
Zhang Feng's gaze casually fell upon an ordinary technological world.
And on this very night.
Inside an ordinary household, on the bed was a young man playing on his phone.
Zhang Feng saw his good nature and imdiately turned his mind.
The young man, previously enjoying himself while watching videos, suddenly saw the next video was a ga advertisent.
There was no video, no special effects, just a line of text.
(Want to experience an extraordinary adventure? Just agree, and you can enter the adventure ga)
(Note: As long as you continue breathing, it ans you agree)
"Wow, is this company this economical? This outrageous?"
Seeing this, the young man, without thinking, swiped past it, paying no attention to such abstract choices.
But who is Zhang Feng?
The only transcendent in the world!
Chosen by the transcended one, he still wants to escape?
Even swiping won't help, he directly conceptually selected him.
Thus.
The next second.
The young man's view changed.
A ruined city, streets filled with zombies.
This was a world already turned into an apocalyptic small Spiritless World.
"I… you… this…?"
Just arriving there, the young man was still confused and shocked.
Rrows of text, transforming into the rules, also appeared before his eyes.
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