Qian Renxue looked at Ling Ye's quiet face, then looked at her grandfather. Knowing that staying here would be of no use, she could only suppress the worry in her heart and left the Elder's Hall with three steps.
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At this moment, Ling Ye's consciousness was floating in a chaos that could not be described in words.
There is no light, no darkness, no up, down, left, and right, and no concept of the passage of time. There is only an endless void that seems to be composed of the most primitive gray fog. It's disconcertingly empty here.
"Where is this place?" Ling Ye's consciousness (or "self" in his perception) looked around blankly in this chaos, "Could it be that... I have traveled through time again?"
"Hello, little friend." A grand, gentle voice, but with an indescribable sense of fatigue and age, sounded in the chaos without warning. This sound did not come in through the ears, but echoed directly in the depths of Ling Ye's consciousness.
"Who?!" Ling Ye was startled, and his consciousness tightened for a moment, "Who is talking?!"
"Don't panic." The voice had the power to soothe people's hearts, "I am the master of this world, the Douluo Continent...the plane."
"The master of the plane?!" Ling Ye was completely confused. He had only seen this word in fantasy novels, and it represented the will of the entire world! How could he find him?
"Yes, the Lord of the Plane." The voice confirmed, feeling even more tired, "A... Lord of the Plane who is about to disappear. I am looking for you here because I have something to ask for, and it is also... the last hope of this world."
"Begging me? Why me? What do you want to do?" Ling Ye's vigilance reached its peak. As a time traveler, he is instinctively wary of any existence beyond his understanding.
"Child, my time... is really running out." The voice of the Lord of the Planes was filled with endless sadness and reluctance, "Listen to me, okay? This is related to the fate of all creatures on this continent..."
Then, a secret about the evolution and cruel suppression of the plane, shrouded in the shadow of the divine world, slowly unfolded in Ling Ye's consciousness like a scroll:
“I gave birth to this continent and watched the creatures multiply and the soul masters rise. As countless years passed, I gradually came up with an idea - to make my child (the continent) stronger and more perfect! I want to promote the evolution of the plane! If If successful, the origin of the continent will be sublimated, and the spiritual energy will be more intense and pure. The lifespan of ordinary creatures will be greatly extended, and the shackles of the soul master will be broken. Level ninety-nine will no longer be an unreachable peak, but a new starting point. ! In the future, there may even be strong men who can reach higher realms without relying on the divine position. 」
The voice of the Lord of the Planes was filled with the longing of the past, and was immediately replaced by cold despair: "I have devoted all my resources and accumulated for a long time, and finally touched the threshold of evolution... At the critical moment when I was about to take that step..."
"What happened?" Ling Ye couldn't help but ask.
"God's punishment!" The voice of the Lord of the Planes was filled with deep hatred and fear, "A ruthless blow from the God Realm! Several chains of laws containing supreme divine power spanned the endless void and pierced into the core of my origin! Interrupting the evolution process and severely damaging my consciousness!"
"God Realm? Why did they do this?" Ling Ye felt unbelievable.
"Why?" The voice of the Lord of the planes was full of sarcasm, "Because of fear! Because of greed! How can those superior beings in the God Realm allow the lower planes to escape their control and evolve and become stronger on their own? What they need is a steady stream of faith power! It is like raising livestock, so that the creatures in the lower world look up to them and pray for them to grant the divine status! An independent and powerful Douluo Continent will shake their foundations and divide their beliefs!"
"The heavy blow of that failure shattered my origins, and my consciousness was on the verge of collapse. I used my last strength to hide the remaining core of my consciousness in the most condensed faith and purest divinity in this continent - the statue of the Angel God. Because in the distant past, the glory of the Angel God once illuminated the continent, and her faith was the purest and most powerful, enough to cover up my weak aura."
"Angel God..." Ling Ye's heart moved.
“Yes. At that time, in the continent’s beliefs, angel gods and sea gods each accounted for half, with angel gods having the slight upper hand. She was the incarnation of order, a symbol of light, and was expected to become the main god of the continent.” The voice of the Lord of the Plane was filled with deep regret. and anger, "However, light has led to jealousy! Poseidon, the god of the sea, colluded with several evil gods with ulterior motives, and secretly planned it! They used despicable means to plot against the angel god who was at his peak and had a heart for the mainland! The angel god... fell! "
"The Angel God fell, and the power of faith she left behind became ownerless. Poseidon, the God of the Sea, took the opportunity to devour the faith left behind by the Angel God. He not only devoured the faith left by the Angel God, but also took the Angel Temple as his own! Since then, no new angel god has been born, and he has gathered the power of faith in the entire Douluo Continent, breaking through his own limits in one fell swoop and being promoted from a second-level god to a first-level god!" The voice of the Lord of the Planes was filled with contempt for the Poseidon.
The amount of information was too large for Ling Ye to digest.
"Child," the voice of the Lord of the Planes became extremely solemn, with the last hope, "I have sensed it from the first moment you came to this continent. Your soul fluctuations are completely different from those of the creatures in this world, but I can't see your past clearly. But what shocked me was your martial spirit - that kind of power that you can rely on. The ability to create things from nothing, reverse rules, and give others original power... I am convinced that even the so-called gods in the God Realm, exhausting their divine power and laws, will never be able to create such a "blind box"! That is a miracle that transcends this world, and may even surpass the knowledge of the God Realm!"
Ling Ye was shocked!
"Child, don't be afraid." The voice of the Lord of the Plane was soothing, "I have no ill intentions, and I have no ability to hurt you. My consciousness has long been shattered by God's punishment and will be completely extinguished at any time. I am looking for you to beg you...please You merge with the plane center of Douluo Continent and become the new plane master! "
"Ferge the plane center? Become the new plane master?!" Ling Ye was stunned by this proposal, "What about me? I will change. What? Do you want to... seize me? "
"No! Absolutely not!" The voice of the Lord of the Plane was decisive, with a calm weakness, "The fusion of the plane center is not to swallow your consciousness, but to deeply connect and assimilate the original core and legal authority of the continent with your own existence. You will become the embodiment of the will of the continent, and have the supreme authority to control some of the laws of this world and guide its development. And I..."
His voice was filled with relief and pleading: "My remaining consciousness will serve as your "guide" to understand the laws of the plane during the integration process, and then... completely dissipate between heaven and earth. If you miss your old feelings, when you truly control everything in the future and promote the continent to complete its evolution, can you... Can you use the power of the plane to throw this bit of my true soul mark that is about to be completely annihilated into reincarnation, so that I can be reincarnated as an ordinary living being in this world? So that I can see with my own eyes the dream that I have not realized... and see how glorious this continent can be under your leadership?"
The voice of the Lord of the Planes is filled with endless longing and a hint of humble prayer, without any hint of superiority.
Ling Ye fell silent. Information flooded his mind like a torrent.
After hesitating for a moment…
"Okay!" Ling Ye's consciousness responded clearly and firmly in this chaos, "I promise you! I will become the new master of the plane! I will let Douluo Continent complete the evolution! I will show those gods who are above me that the creatures in the lower world are not the beasts of faith they want to take! I will fulfill your wish. !"
"Good! Good! Good boy!" The voice of the Lord of the Plane was full of indescribable excitement and relief, as if an eternal burden had been lifted, "Relax, don't resist...it begins!"
There is no earth-shattering momentum, no soul-rending pain.
Ling Ye only felt an indescribably huge, yet extremely gentle and tolerant "information flow" and "original aura", like a trickle or a vast galaxy, slowly pouring into the depths of his consciousness. This is not a forced infusion of energy, but a deeper, regular level of connection and assimilation.
He "saw" the vast territory of Douluo Continent unfolding in his consciousness, with mountains and rivers, forests and oceans, cities and villages, all creatures...an indescribable feeling of closeness arose spontaneously. He "heard" the rhythm of the earth's veins deep in the continent, and felt the trajectory of the wandering soul particles between the sky and the earth... Countless mysterious information about the composition of the continent and the operation of laws, like imprints, naturally integrated into his understanding.
Ling Ye’s consciousness is like the most precise probe. With the initial connection to the core of the plane, his perception is infinitely amplified and extended. He "sees" deeper.
The mountains and rivers of the mainland, the tide of soul power, the fate of living beings... all kinds of information flooded into my mind like a rushing river. However, outside the "Douluo Continent" territory that he initially controlled, on the vast boundary of the plane, he keenly captured several extremely obscure but extremely solid "barriers"! They are like huge scars, forcibly dividing the originally complete plane!
Tracing his consciousness along the "faults" of the barrier, Ling Ye "saw" more broken and blurred pictures: In the distant past, when the master of the plane used all his strength to attack the evolutionary barrier and the original energy boiled to its peak, divine punishment came! That terrifying divine strike not only severely damaged the core of the plane, but the violent energy aftermath even tore apart the plane's structure! Several huge land plates were forcibly thrown away from the main continent, carrying broken rules and scattered origins, like lost boats, drifting towards unknown distances in the turbulence of time and space!
It seems that this is how the Sun Moon Continent in the original work and the later Star Luo Continent and Dou Ling Continent were formed!
"So that's it..." Ling Ye's consciousness sent cold ripples in the Chaos Star Swirl, "The evolution of the plane failed... Divine Punishment tore... the continental plates separated... This is the complete truth! That old guy (Plane Lord Can Nian) only said that Divine Punishment interrupted evolution, but deliberately concealed the key to the continent being torn apart and the origin being divided!"
A chill of calculation passed through his heart. He sensed carefully, trying to capture the last remaining fluctuations of consciousness of the Lord of Faces, and wanted to question him. However, apart from the gentle but vast source of information flow that continued to be injected, the old voice and fluctuations of consciousness seemed to have completely evaporated, leaving no trace at all. It was as if all the previous exchanges were just a dream in his coma.
"Has it completely dissipated...or...is it cunningly hiding somewhere in the core of those lost continents, waiting for an opportunity?" Ling Ye's mind raced, and his vigilance reached its peak. The entrustment of the Lord of the Plane may not be as simple and pure as it appears! What he wants to fuse is probably not just the Douluo Continent in front of him, but to reunite all the torn plates and restore the complete Douluo Star! Only in this way is plane evolution truly possible!
"It's not a small appetite...but it's just what I want!" A sharp light flashed in Ling Ye's eyes. Only by becoming the master of the complete Douluo Star and controlling the power of a realm can one be qualified to compete with those superior gods!
Ling Ye estimated that the level of his soul power was still low. Although his mental power was far superior to his age due to time travel and special martial arts, it was still as small as dust in the face of the vast origin of the entire plane. The initial fusion progress has only touched about five percent of the core. With this level of control, let alone integrating with other lost continents, it is impossible to completely control the core area of Douluo Continent under your feet! If you try forcefully, you will only be assimilated by the majestic origin and lose yourself.
"The road is still long..." Ling Ye suppressed the waves in his heart, "The top priority is to improve our strength, stabilize the 5% integration degree, and truly grasp this part of the power! As for whether the old guy is dead or alive, and whether the other continents are residual or new masters... When I have enough strength, I will deal with them one by one!"
He gathered his mind, no longer obsessed with the dissipated or hidden consciousness, and began to concentrate on guiding and sorting out the continuous influx of source information, as if building a bridge in his body to communicate between heaven and earth. The process is slow, but extremely important.
The tip of the nose lingers with a light, soothing incense with a sacred aura.
Ling Ye's long eyelashes trembled a few times and slowly opened her eyes. His vision changed from blurry to clear, his body felt full of vitality, and his soul power was even more condensed and purer than before, as if he had experienced a deep baptism.
He turned his head slightly and looked at the bedside.
Qian Renxue was lying on the edge of the bed, seemingly exhausted and fell asleep. A few strands of her long golden hair were scattered on her smooth forehead. Her golden eyes, which usually looked noble and distant, were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyes. Even in her deep sleep, her brows were slightly furrowed, with uncontrollable worry. The elegant white dress was stained with some wrinkles, and it was obvious that she had been maintaining this posture for a long time. The sunlight outlined her slightly haggard but still beautiful side profile, revealing a sense of vulnerability that was rarely seen on ordinary days.