v2 Chapter 595： Mausoleum of Saints

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Bai Donglin's will, between birth and death, jumped back and forth among the coffins.

Eyes, nose, ears, mouth, hair…

Although the place where the will descends is different, the skin color and material observed are different, but they all have the same characteristics without a doubt.

That is big and boundless. Even if Bai Donglin stretches his will to the limit, he still cannot observe the whole picture of any organ.

At the back, Bai Donglin was numb with shock, stopped his meaningless movements, came back to life, and sat cross-legged on the huge coffin.

After trial and error, he has discovered that the interior of the Bronze Immortal Hall is very safe, and there is no countermeasure as imagined.

The shock in Bai Donglin's eyes gradually calmed down, and it became clear and deep again, with a calm expression, but endless thoughts filled his heart.

"What realm are these existences, eleven, twelve, or the ultimate of everything, the thirteenth realm!?"

Bai Donglin can only rely on his current cognition to think about the realm of these corpses as high as possible without thinking at all. If he regards them as ten realms, it is an insult to these existences!

What is the end point of the Ten Realms? From Xilifeng, Jiang Wudao, and the tomb-watcher Amo, he can tell one or two things. He can be sure that the Ten Realms will never be able to achieve this level, even if it is only simple. It is still impossible to make the body of God huge.

"These existences are at least eleven realms!"

"The one and only true self, closing all world lines, integrating endless others and me, summarizing all time nodes, the past and the future, are the strongest."

"That is, in myths and legends, what is called a saint, Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!"

Bai Donglin's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he looked around. Under the hazy fairy light, in this empty space, there were more than hundreds of millions of floating coffins.

"Hundreds of millions of supreme sage masters, buried here together, this is..."

"What a terrifying battle!!"

His will was agitated. At this moment, his eyes were no longer limited to the mother river and the broken wall. The corpse here silently told him something.

"Black disaster, what is it?"

The black disaster recorded in the information he observed on the stone tablet at the end of reincarnation that could cause so many sages to die tragically was such a possibility.

I don't know why, perhaps under the influence of the corpses of hundreds of millions of saints here, as Bai Donglin's thoughts spread, when the word "black disaster" sounded in his mind, some of the erased memories in the depths of the memory were unexpectedly renewed. emerged.

——

Great war!

Terrible battle!

Countless thousands of worlds turned into ashes in the aftermath of the fierce battle. The supreme powerhouses who stepped into the other side of eternity fell one after another, and there were also detached people who were above the concept, all traces were wiped away, and they died completely.

"Zhan, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Chen, you understand, if you keep entangled like this, you will not only be unable to get rid of the black disaster, but may even let things fall into their hands."

"Even if there is only one possibility, there is no room for manoeuvre. I cannot let this possibility go."

"Block everything, cut everything."

"Just take my life and bury it completely!"

"Shang, Taiyi..."

The scene stopped abruptly, Bai Donglin was stunned, this inexplicable sense of familiarity made him move his mind and took out the battle monument in the sea of ​​​​divine.

"This is the last battle monument that successfully integrated five monument bodies. The picture shown to me, my memory, has been erased without me knowing it!!"

Bai Donglin's eyes turned cold, which made him, who was used to being unscrupulous, felt a little uneasy, and he could actually erase his memory, which could completely transform him into another person.

"wrong!"

"This method violates immortality and immortality. My memory cannot be erased or modified!"

Bai Donglin frowned, and suddenly came back to his senses, and found that he had fallen into a misunderstanding of his thinking. His memory should not be erased, but covered up by some terrible means.

Now that the memory has been restored, it is a great proof. Looking down at the battle monument in his hand, Bai Donglin's eyes flashed a gleam of magic.

"War, war..."

"The battle clan, the battle monument, and the screen must cover everything and cut off everything. That unknown existence is also called 'war'!"

All kinds of details are connected in series with each other, and the thinking of the sky is running slightly, and there are already some guesses in my heart.

"Zhan is the source of the Zhan clan. This battle monument should be the personal thing of Zhan. Therefore, the dialogue between the supreme beings will be recorded!"

"And the ruined heavens and myriad worlds on this side should be the base camp of Zhan and his ethnic groups. Mother River is the means by which Zhan wants to cut off everything and block all beings in the world."

"Since you don't want the beings in this world to go out and destroy your arrangement to shield this world, why not completely erase all beings in this world? Wouldn't this be done once and for all, for your existence, to do this is just a thought. ."

"It shouldn't be that simple..."

Bai Donglin's eyes were full of doubts. He didn't think that those beings would have compassion and compassion. If they could really do it once and for all, he would definitely do it without hesitation.

If you don't do this, it's only possible that you can't. All beings and spirits have a meaning that they have to exist, so "war" cannot be avoided.

From this point, it can also be seen why, since many times, Mother River has countless means to completely wipe out all living beings, but there is no root cause for doing so.

"Myriad worlds and myriad spirits are in a symbiotic relationship, and no one can be short of anyone!"

Bai Donglin's eyes were firm and he affirmed his guess. This was the only reason that could be explained.

"Belonging to the world of war, the war clan is the only aboriginal. It turns out that the three races of people, monsters, and aliens are all outsiders?"

"It's an ally and an intruder. Hehe, although after years of naturalization, the distinction between natives and foreigners has long since disappeared, but in essence, everyone is the same."

"It turns out that they are all 'traversers'!"

Bai Donglin not only thought of something, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, the secret that he had been hiding all along was unnecessary in the end.

"Strange, why did my veiled memory suddenly reappear?"

Restraining Cyclonus' thoughts, Bai Donglin's eyes returned to the outside world, he lowered his head to look at the battle monument in his hand, and then looked at the coffin that filled the entire line of sight.

"Although the corpses in these coffins are different, they all have the same characteristics at the same time, that is, they are extremely huge. This makes no sense!"

The size of the body cannot determine everything. It does not mean that the bigger the body, the higher the realm. There has never been such a statement.

Because of the different ethnic bloodlines of the monks, as well as the exercises they practice, the paths they take are different, and the external forms they show are definitely different.

The same is the only realm of the true self. Some existence bodies may be larger than a universe, and some may even be smaller than dust, but there is no difference between the two.

And what does he see now?

The corpses of hundreds of millions of saints show the same morphological characteristics. This cannot be a coincidence. There is no such coincidence in the world. These are all supreme beings of at least eleven realms, not everywhere on the ground. , the exact same ant.

"The information that was covered up in my memory came from the battle monument, Zhan, but inexplicably broke free from the shield and reappeared here. The reason points to these corpses..."

Under the combination of the two, the answer is self-evident, Bai Donglin's thoughts disappeared, and he tightened the battle monument in his hand.

"These corpses all come from the war clan, the true rulers of the heavens and the world here!"

A trace of complexity flashed in Bai Donglin's eyes, "war" cut off everything, imprisoned endless creatures forever in this cage with no future, and left a terrible thing called Mother River to monitor all spirits.

If you want to hate him, it seems that there is no way to hate him, haven't you seen it, the war clan has already wiped out the clan for this reason, and hundreds of millions of saints have been buried here. The quantity cannot be expressed numerically.

These saints can still leave corpses, and the endless war clan sentient beings have not left even a trace, and have been completely buried by the years.

As the initiator of everything, Zhan doesn't know whether he is alive or dead now. Bai Donglin really doesn't know where this hatred originated.

"Black disaster, black disaster!"

"It's the root of all suffering. What Zhan does is to sacrifice the ego and take care of the overall situation."

"Moreover, he has also taken the lead, and even his own ethnic group has been annihilated."

"hatred?"

Bai Donglin shook his head slightly, stood up slowly, with a solemn expression, and offered his hands to the hundreds of millions of coffins in all directions to show respect.

"It's a waste of these saints' corpses to sleep like this!"

Bai Donglin swallowed his saliva, looked away from the coffin with difficulty, and shook his head fiercely.

"No, no! These are senior heroes who died because of the black disaster. How could they have the idea of ​​swallowing their corpses!?"

"Bah! Bai Donglin You are such a shameless pervert!"

"Destroy-"

Like punishment, Bai Donglin used the most painful method to enter into extinction, and the strange will no longer lingered, passing hundreds of millions of coffins and spreading to the center of the void space.

Every birth and death can span millions of light-years, and after a while, it is close to the central area.

At the same time, a doubt emerged in my heart.

"Why didn't Xilifeng's plan mention the corpses of the tens of millions of saints? Did they hide it from me on purpose?"

"Or……"

"She doesn't know either?"

But judging from Xilifeng's various behaviors, it doesn't seem like he knows nothing about the situation in the Bronze Immortal Hall. There may be other reasons for this.

"Could it be that what she knew changed after I came in?"

Bai Donglin's heart moved, and he had a bold guess.