From Mortal Flesh To Smashing Planets

Chapter 978 Error

 Countless years later.

　　A figure carrying "hope" appeared here following this broken cycle of time and space.

 This is a new Eternal One.

 An Eternal One who inherited "hope" on this timeline, in this starry universe, and was born an unknown number of years later.

 He appeared here because the words of Lord Liuxu were still echoing in his mind.

"The past and the future are constantly changing. Cut off the past and the future, and unify all variables. Only you are the only you. Only you are qualified to trace the origin...to understand the cause of all things. The fruit of all things.”

This figure repeats these words.

 He looked ahead.

 Look directly at the “origin”.

Even though countless years have passed, this unyielding will and undying faith are still echoing in this area equivalent to the end of endless time and space.

Countless time and space are constantly intersecting and colliding here, creating circles of ripples, forming timelines, and evolving into multiverses.

 This is the ultimate.

 This is the cause of all things and the effect of all things.

This is…

 “Origin.”

 He spoke from his mouth.

 He finally understood the true meaning of "origin".

I also understand why people have forgotten the true meaning of "eternity", but they all know the origin that is above eternity.

 The "origin" they refer to is not a realm.

 Instead…

one person.

“So, origin is not destiny, nor is it the beginning of everything.”

The figure said, crossing the origin: "The true beginning of destiny is..."

The next moment, his pupils shrank violently, as if he had seen the most incredible weirdness and fear in the world.

Even though he has reached this point on the eternal road, he still feels as if he is falling into an abyss and has his hair standing on end.

 Under the impact of this scene, his thinking seemed to fall into a dead silence.

"How can it be…"

for a long time.

 Only did he struggle out of this daze and dead silence.

 He looked in front of him and remained silent for a long time.

 He stopped where he was.

But quietly feeling the things behind you, feeling the things behind you...

 Origin.

 Feeling his will and undying faith that will never surrender even if he doesn’t know how many years have passed, as long as he is not completely dead.

 “Did you succeed?”

 He asked in his mind.

 The soul even trembles a little.

 Fascination, worry, even fear.

So, following a certain breath left behind, he looked in one direction.

　That is, a time and space that is trapped in eternal emptiness and eternal inanimate beings.

 But at this moment…

 This time and space seems to have undergone some changes.

 And the key to change…

 He saw it.

 …

  A small planet named Tianhuang.

 A small place called Qingyuan Mountain.

The Emperor of Nothingness sat calmly on the balcony of an old courtyard, quietly looking at the city in front of him.

 One day, one month, half a year…

　　After a period equivalent to one hundred and eighty days on his planet, the morning sun pierced the dawn, and the cool light fell on him.

 He stood up.

 “mortal…”

 He said to himself: "That's it."

 But then, fate changed.

 It does not seem that he left the city directly, completely got rid of human nature, became the True God of Nothingness, and then transformed from the True God of Nothingness into the Great Emperor of Nothingness.

　　but… 　　…

 “Hey, little brother, are you back?”

 A shout of surprise changed everything at this moment.

 …

 The wheel of fate begins to turn.

But it went in a completely different direction.

 …

The Emperor of Nothingness was awakened by his friend Zhao Si in human form. He put himself to death in an extreme way and survived, transforming back into Baili Qingfeng.

 He is no longer bound by some kind of "hope".

 His life no longer has the shackles of fate.

 He found the meaning of his life, stayed with his true love, and grew old together.

 Just like the result of a certain divine treasure.

 …

In my ears, there seems to be some kind of prayer containing the power of destiny from the Emperor of Nothingness that is constantly echoing.

"I have witnessed the rise, fall and end of countless worlds, wandering blankly in endless nothingness for countless billions of years. In the time it takes a mortal heart to beat, countless galaxies and galaxies disappear in the brilliant light in my eyes. However, until now, I have not had the slightest emotion or sympathy for them - I am nothing, hearing nothing, seeing nothing, feeling nothing... Ten million, one hundred million lives, all Returning to nothingness...I am eternal life, eternal death, eternal emptiness, eternal nothingness..."

 But these prayers have changed.

 “Until, he…fulfills his promise.”

"You no longer have to be tenacious and unyielding, you no longer have to love everything... you no longer have to pursue perfection, and you no longer have to hold on to fearless faith to take faltering steps and move forward hesitantly. You can let your humanity shine and move forward. A life of your own.”

 …

This road stands in endless time and space, with a figure of "hope", watching this scene quietly.

 Looking at him, he rediscovered his true heart, experienced his own life, and reversed the trajectory of his own destiny.

although…

 He is so small.

  So small that in his eyes it can only be described as insignificant.

 But the change in his fate undoubtedly proves the truth.

 and…

　　gave him hope again.

 Give him the courage to move on.

 …

"Thanks."

He whispered.

  Thank you sincerely.

This whisper broke the dead silence in front of him and injected new power into his "hope".

“There is nothing in this world that can scare me anymore.”

 He said.

 The confusion is gone.

 The dead silence dissipates.

Like the darkness of the abyss under the sea, driven away by the light that shines on heaven and earth.

At this moment, all he had in his heart was the absolute belief that he had made it all the way to the present, narrowly escaped death again and again, and turned the impossible into the possible.

Then he raised his palms flat, and there seemed to be light on them.

These lights are vaguely formed by the silhouettes of three figures, one after another, deducing three completely different eras.

 What they ultimately formed and pointed to was not the origin, let alone the realm above the origin, but...

a mistake.

 And as he carries this mistake with him, he moves forward...

 Everything suddenly expanded and exploded to the extreme.

mistake! mistake! mistake!

 At this moment, everything in his sight was filled with this concept!

mistake! mistake! mistake!

 Tons of information is covered by wrong concepts!

Countless wrong concepts fill time and space, permeate all things, and finally, they all flow together towards the destiny that represents everything!

 Fate—wrong!

 “Zizzi!”

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  (Complete the book.)

 (End of this chapter)